Reminiscence II: When God Becomes A Comedian

"Dear Younger Me...." I take a look at the crispy white blank paper and try to gather my thoughts for one last time. Every minute turns out to be as daunting as a blinking cursor as I did not know where to start but it had to be where it was. Winking ever so sadistically … Continue reading Reminiscence II: When God Becomes A Comedian

Train Tales I

The Standard Gauge Railway. Dubbed as the most expensive project since independence I had a lot of expectations for this experience. Probably you might’ve have already guessed how this went. Same ending like any grand mega super-duper multi billion project we’ve had in Kenya. Blatant smoke blowing that’s as intentional as my puns. Now I … Continue reading Train Tales I

Unscripted: “The Queen’s Gambit”

3:45 PM "Pssst...pssst..... Echima! Echima!" "Don't snob me with a colonial artifact girl" "Echima!!" "Pesa kidogo Na ushaanza kushikilia jua" "Echima!!!" "Hata Joshua alichoka!" Even though she was the only one graced with a time piece in a class of a hundred and twenty, her classmates had learnt to read the sun with the accuracy … Continue reading Unscripted: “The Queen’s Gambit”

From My Heart to My Crush: Nzilani

You never really had forty days "Alibaba". Caught you the first day you had your eyes on me even though nine weeks later you still thought you're that one sly guy. You're no gangster. Neither are your "photochromatic" glasses five minutes after you get into the hall. I could literally feel your gaze everytime I … Continue reading From My Heart to My Crush: Nzilani

Heart’s Accent: First Love

I need to man upMan up and stand up for these feelingsFeelings and confessions that I'm actually fallingTrippin' but I like it And I really do hope I portray sense in all this confusionSanity in all this madnessCalmness in all these storms you stir everytime you're an arms-length and I feel like calling out"Hey! It's … Continue reading Heart’s Accent: First Love

Unscripted: Baby Steps

18th August 2000,"It's a boy!" Chubby, cherub, healthy bundle of elastin. A bouncy baby boy. I still got questions by the way! But this is not the forum. This is a story about me after nine months of tossing and turning and kicking. Nine months of flipping my mother's gut inside out every morning and … Continue reading Unscripted: Baby Steps

Nibbles: Pseudo Edition

Jay Z. Not the artist but rather my former principle’s pseudo name. It’s a name that stuck with him for so long that the only instances we remember that he goes by the name Gideon Mwangi Kariuki, was in the school’s official newsletters. Stout and heavily built, he wasn't even close of a resemblance to … Continue reading Nibbles: Pseudo Edition