He sat on the matatu earphones plugged in. He could hear love. The song playing over and over. 🎵🎵When a good girl gone bad… 🎵🎵 Sauti Sol. No song played on his phone though. The music was in his head. Read more…
In one of my many statuses on WhatsApp (you know those people who post statuses as if they have Shares onWhatsApp?) I’m not one of them. Am of the Maumau era. In one of my many statuses though, I shared Read more…
Do mosquitos have like a celebratory buzz or noise or something when they are happy? Say like its sucked all the blood out of you and need to celebrate its victory. Ama it wants to call the others to a Read more…
I remember you. From Campus. Though blurred, at least I’ve met your face somewhere. In one of those corridors of knowledge maybe. Halls of wisdom. From that night. Yes. Those locks. How could I forget them. You kept fiddling and Read more…
True story before I get to Wacu. Cases of car theft are in the rise around Thika and its environs. Why would this bother me though, I have no car except for my sons toy police car? Right? Well, not Read more…
The voice that wakes you up in the morning. That feeling that makes you jump out of bed however much sleep is sweet. That excitement you have about waking up the next morning before you even go to bed. The Read more…
“Ke.. Ici Nicio Cafi cia gwakwa. ( Take, these are the keys to my house)” He said as he stretched out his hands waving a bunch of keys towards her. “This one opens the main entrance, This one opens the Read more…
She sits on his right hand. From there she comes to judge the living. The dead have God to judge them. But here, she is the judge. Prosecutor too. Sometimes she adds up as a witness as well. Gasheri. She Read more…
They say you can get a villager from the village. But the village from the villager, Â that’s a different issue altogether. Meet Kiarie. Village weddings, Kwa Nguku village, Nakuru County. Back in the village, it’s the rice that matters in Read more…
(Based on a true story (Extended). I started this story off as a poem. the words could not stop coming so I changed it to a story. Enjoy. I hope we learn) Life She stands among the congregation. She Watches, Read more…