HOME IS A STORYLINE

So this is growing up: time seems to pass by so swiftly, we're no longer protected by the shield of our beloved parents, and when we return to our hometown, it doesn't quite feel like home anymore. Why does this happen? Nostalgia floats in the air as we pass by the old hangout places in [...]

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YOU’RE NOT AN ISLAND EITHER.

A thought-provoking article by Sunny Bindra reads; John Donne says, “No man is an island, entire of himself.” Why is this essential fact of life forgotten today? Here I see many who belong to the rich and elite classes imagining they are above the everyday struggles of common society, protected and cocooned from the things [...]

Just feel. Just Be

Many are the times we curse and humiliate ourselves for feeling genuinely, for hurting [even when we have the right to], for laughing [even when we should not be], for crying [even at the face of adversity], for just having those deep biological reactions in our nerve system. I digress. Sometimes, you just have to [...]

TRADING CHANCES….

Every day I wake up in panic, confusion, anxiety, fear and [most times] depression but this feeling isn’t the dread of going to class, at least not entirely. After a semester and a half, I am now majoring in a degree that is of little or no interest to me, whatsoever. Growing up, it was [...]

Love thyself first…

Courtesy of Dan Pat Tis behold the month of LOVE, or so we’re told. And perhaps, being the single man I am, right now, I need more time to reflect on the intricacies of love that have bewoed me for the past 5 years. I am probably lucky to have been in a relationship or two, [...]

The Devil in Man

                                   Adapted from George Bernard Shaw The Devil.... Is man any the less destroying himself for all these boasted brains of his!?? I have examined Man's wonderful inventions. And I tell you that in the arts of life man [...]

NO, NOT UNCLE, JUST FELLOW MATATU OCCUPANT

Voice of an African Child.

​Matatu-mates, to us guys are a life goal. The pretty girls we meet in matatus are the second reason we use perfume. (the first being we probably didn’t shower that day) Not that we engage them in conversations anyway. No. We just love that feeling of sitting next to those beautiful girls weonly interact with on social media.

That lightskin who posted on Facebook about her instagram account “Follow for follow”. You rush to insta and find she follows a mere 200 out of her 15K followers. Either the school you attended got the meaning pf the second “follow” wrong or your eyes are messing. Certainly not that this damsel is lying. Is she? No. Hell no! So you just follow her and wait to be “followed back”. Does she? Of course she does. Why wouldn’t she? You are, after all the son of Mzee Murage who sits at the…

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