It’s freakin’ cold. I’m seated on a metallic chair, those ugly silver chairs at the airport. I have over an hour to my flight. I hate waiting, so to kill time I have decided to write something senseless and …
Last weekend. The Lewa Marathon, location? Somewhere in the belly of Isiolo. I travelled down in a vanful of Safaricom customer service executives. Yes, I believe that’s how one of them introduced themselves; an executive. Oh buddy! …
I’m introducing a new section of this blog that will be essentially about a review on say a book I’ve just read, a movie I’ve just watched or even music that I’m currently obsessed with. Like I said blogging …
I have a cousin, let’s call him Farouk. He’s about 5’6’’, slim, chocolate. Farouk is a people’s person. He is the kind of guy who gets along with anyone! The life of the party. Fun loving guy. Loves …
These kids were minding there own business walking from school and yakking on about school stuff. No they weren’t running away from me, they were running because I showed them the cover of Nation which had the picture of …
I’m in Mwingi, Eastern Kenya. I’m not here as a part of a fancy caucus to evaluate poverty. I’m not en route to Garissa town, up the road. I’m certainly not here for holiday either…obviously. I’m here to write …