Reading Time: 4 minutes Friends have turned foe. Maybe they were always like that. Maybe they too are slowly realizing that in this bitch eat bitch society, every bitch must put themselves first. Betrayal is a recipe for this cold dish of jealousy, ownership, power control and self-interest.
My Nairobi, My Story
Reading Time: 2 minutes We were out there smoking,For a minute then, head back,Into the bank when, a lone limo pulled up.It was crisp, executive and a benz.It only had a driver.We paid no heed, and,Went back inside. A minute here, a minute there,The president walks in. We are stupefied as we are suspicious.It is the president. Nonetheless.We rejoice, …
Reading Time: 6 minutes Ladies and gentlemen, a few days ago, on a cool, tranquil evening, as I strolled down the streets of Twitter, feeling all intelligent and powerful as I retweeted, liked and commented on whatever I thought was mentally palatable to me, I stumbled upon something that caused me to squirm.
It was a video of a man masturbating in public.
Reading Time: 2 minutes We can only hope that this raises greater awareness around the need for reforms, whether in housing or policing or the economy itself, as banks are getting cash infusions to keep them afloat while SME’s are not. I feel sad for all the women who run small businesses like saloons who have now been robbed of an income with very little hope of a government interest free loan to keep their business afloat and food on their families table. But we continue to endure, however heavy loads can and do break backs, so we hope this crisis doesn’t end with more women being crippled.
Reading Time: 4 minutes You might think you have struck gold with a particular set and two or three weeks later, it joins the previous occupant of the box of damaged goods. For this one, you didn’t even get to ever open the nicely packed spare pair of plugs gift to cushion your ears. The only other mistake you can make, is purchase a new one.
It’s always a heartbreak story. With everyone. At least eventually.
Reading Time: 2 minutes Today is a special day. At exactly 20.20 Nairobi hours, on the 20th of January of 2020 (sounds special right) I will post my #jichoche2020 story. Today I found a poem I wrote five years ago. On the 14th of May 2015, titled ‘Just A Week’. It was not just fancy writing but bleeding my …