I sit back, my nails drenched in dirt I wonder what’s this they call love I wonder if its letters are on my chart Whether the wait for you was enough Whether the sweet lullabies in your head give trust Or whether they are a pillow for your hurt If only we could get together […]Read More what is love?
Being back at the keyboard is a great relief for me. I have been writing on paper for some time now after my Word crashed. It was a great time I must admit, there is something about the smell of Bic ink on recycled trees that makes you feel more worthy of the tag writer. […]Read More I’M BACK!!!
“The world is crazy! People out here are doing some crazy shit to prove a point to the same people who be judging them for that crazy shit!” -Yang Sabii- I Writing as it seems is quite demanding. That was just an opening statement because I have no idea how I will break down this […]Read More THE TEST OF NATURE
I woke up to a sunny day, a rather hot day actually. Which of course is the archetypal Nairobi weather nowadays. The type of weather where the sun burns your forehead ruthlessly you would think it is trying to send a message on who is the boss. Initially, I was to spend my Christmas at […]Read More MY CHRISTMAS STORY (my thoughts rather)
It was the wail that brought the whole village from the dreamy walls of sleep. Or at least that’s how the story was told to us, who were absent. It was not her wail though. It was the wail of she who found her. The finder was shocked to see her. By now the hers […]Read More 33 Years Later
What would you be willing to do in order to inherit one billion dollars?….. That is the intro phrase on the mahogany brown cover of Jim Stowall’s The Ultimate Gift. Well, I don’t see myself inheriting a billion dollars but that phrase sure arouses something in me. The weight of willingness. The “Do whatever it […]Read More Milestones
On such a day, not really a Sunday but a Thursday rather, I was born. Looking back nearly two decades ago I realise the change and transition that has happened from a newspaper reading one year old to a cute skinny grandmother raised pupil at Agape Starlight Dandora to a rebellious suspension loving teenager at […]Read More The Story Of Githinji
The heading probably makes you wonder. Am I serious?! Am I really quitting the blog? “Am I?! ” “Is he?!” “What? Why?” Nooo?” “But we love your work. You’re the Kenyan Shakespeare.” That’s me imaging how people would react to the revelation that I am quitting. It’s never harmful to give oneself a little credit. […]Read More Quitting The Blog
To be honest I don’t know how to define sin. How far does an act need to go in order for it to be classified as sin. What’s the difference between mischief and sin? Does the fact that we make some choices out the influence of vices(anger, lust, bitterness, rebellion)make us sinners? Like when someone […]Read More TWISTS[tragic love]