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Biko Adema. The baby-faced assassin who always looked innocuous until it was time to convert a try. Rarely missed a kick between the two sticks. …
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Biko Adema. The baby-faced assassin who always looked innocuous until it was time to convert a try. Rarely missed a kick between the two sticks. …
Something shifted in the air when I turned 25. It was no different to walking back home and finding the seating arrangement tweaked. The three …
When the fat lady sings, getting back on the treadmill is an act of great defiance. Two harvests have passed since I set foot on …
Church was packed today. The surge in numbers was so clear there were backbenchers. You could see them bobbing their noses peering to snatch a …
It could be your hands shake and tremble like those of someone tightly wringing out soggy clothes. It could be your eyes beam at midnight …
From time to time I sit in a discipline committee tasked with setting deviant students straight. It’s a serious duty from the administration’s point of …
They say the true measure of a man isn’t what he reveals to the world but what he keeps from it. Secrets are heavy things …
We don’t stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing. When I was in standard 5 many eons ago, in …
Life has truly come full circle. I have a big bus and I intend to throw most of my students under it today.On my desk, …
Today I had hopeIn bated breath, I prayedMaking the devil brayAnd much to his dismayThe heavens carried the day Today I had hopeWhatever hardship beI …
We do not talk money, salaries or promotions at work. Provision is of the Lord. Any success is attributed to ‘kujaribu tu’. Let’s face it, …
We sat huddled in this bus like a herd of cattle. Thirty three strangers, whose lives take different courses everyday but on this day somehow …
We will remember these days when we were easy pickings for ridicule because we were starting out. These amateur days when we had no backing, …
The last semester of University feels exactly like the belly of phalaris’ bull. Its plain hell and gruesome. The lecture hall has become a place …
Mental health is a slippery slope. It calls for balance and the healthiest of minds are those that barely teeter. Mental health is a continuum …
Most of the things we want to change in our lives require that we change ourselves first. The exorcist must rid himself of the things …
It’s 7am and my gaze is starkly cast on a computer screen. I’m in a green walled office, carpeted blue. Next to me is an …
Rush hours on mornings and evenings in Nairobi are riveting to witness. Of course, more on weekdays since these are the scheduled “working days”. Nonetheless, …
The Crown Land Ordinance Act 1902: “Africans have no recognized title to waste, unoccupied or uncultivated land.” In layman terms, seven years after Kenya was …
(Trigger Warning: This blogpost contains information pertaining to rape/sexual assault) How do you think you’ll die? If someone gave you 10 seconds to guess, how …
The year is 1983, an enchanting melody seeps through African airwaves. Listeners lean in towards their stereos to turn up the volume because playing on …
Between the two ends of birth and death lies a space called time and we fill it up with moments to make a life. “There …
Patriarchy own goals. “Can’t cook, won’t cook, must eat.” The problem with hunger is it understands the principle of compounding more than delayed gratification. Pangs …
Our light is snuffed out earlier than we think. The candle wax burns out faster than the time it affords our light to shine. Enjoy …
Peek a boo. Now you see him, then you don’t. He beats one then two and poof, off he goes. He has quick light feet …
Juma insisted on holding out my door as I alighted from my Uber. A few niceties later I’d gather he’s from D.R.C. I wanted to …
Hers’ is the waist of a wasp. You should see how agile she is on a night on the tiles. From my vantage point, she …