AS OF TODAY

Have you ever been at a point in life in which you can’t even describe to yourself what is happening? Either to you, in your friend’s lives, in the stranger’s lives you are meeting or even in your country. Everything seems to be changing at a fast pace. Whether that is good or not, I

How I fell in love with hiking

Dreams,goals and hopes. That was how my third year started. On a very high note. I wanted to open my NGO in the near future. I planned on traveling more. I wanted to be financially independent. We had plans with my then boyfriend. And all those things required some amount of money. My pocket money

Hairless

Yesterday a time like this, found me full of butterflies in my stomach. In less than 24hrs, I was going to be hairless. I combed my hair and took its last pictures. But I was anxious. I suspected I would look like a man after shaving. A handsome woman. And so I decided to draw

Nearer my God to thee

Life reflections

Tales from the village

Unsang heroes

A girl can dream

I want to cut my hair. Start all over again. Give up on a 15year old relationship. Find a new love. Maybe I’ll join the naturalistas. Maybe I’ll join the head wrap bandwagon. Maybe I’ll just buy a wig. Or maybe I’ll just walk around hairless. But the bottom point is, I want to cut

STORIES

“I’m making this for my son in primary school. I sell one bag for two thousand shillings and he has arrears of six thousand, so that is three bags. No he is not in a private school; he is in a public school. Their teachers insisted on having private tuition even after the government banned

We fight while you sit and wait to collect our prize

As i’m taken through the an eighth of the farm that is on this side i cannot help but wonder how much of land a single family can own. Acres upon acres of fertile land in a rainy place amount to millions of shillings today. Yet none of the families that have inherited the land

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Jesus died for me, that I understood from when I was young. He died to take away my sins. I got born again on the eighteenth of October 2003. I was eight years old by then. I did not completely understand all this salvation business but what I knew was enough to make the little

Book review: STRIVING FOR THE WIND

In my quest to read African books and specifically Kenyan books, i came across some of the popular writers such as Meja Mwangi, David Maillu, Margaret Ogola, Grace Ogot and Ngugi wa Thiong’o. I love the fact that some of these books one can read in one sitting. With time I’ll be sharing my reviews