The postcard

It’s Thursday and I still have not written anything on my blog this week. I am banging my head on the wall hoping to reorganize my thoughts into something worthy of reading but I still can’t. I am confusing my own thoughts and it doesn’t help that people keep on opening and closing the lavatory […]

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Second chance

We choose how we live our lives. Not when. That is why hard work is encouraged and death is loathed. Feared even. The choice of when we live is entirely in the jurisdiction of the Maker. We can shape our destiny by working hard, trying again and again and making informed choices. However we have […]

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Gulp by gulp

I remember my father youthful days for how they filled our home with life. Back then, we lived in a three-roomed house made of timber. It was my father who build that house. He was the architect and I was his handsman. I wasn’t of much help. I was young. I did not know what […]

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Dead beat

“Uncle.” That is the first name that comes to his mind the time we meet. I am sitting at a bus terminus waiting for a friend. I am already bored of looking around and I’m busying with my phone ogling at pictures of the beautiful BMW X7. Everyone I know loves it. I wonder if […]

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Visitation.

Njeri stands a few kilometers from Kihingo shopping center in the outskirts of Njoro town in the heart of The Great Right Valley. This is where she wore a rented wedding dress and said “I do” to her husband, Ongili, a man she describes as a strong character and humble man. It is also where […]

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Gone

There will be days when you’ll miss me, You will call my number but I will snub, You will snap, swear to never call again, But you will still pick up your phone and dial again! There will be nights you’ll spend, His manhood lost within the forest of your thighs, My name will escape […]

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Gone

There will be days when you’ll miss me, You will call my number but I will snub, You will snap, swear to never call again, But you will still pick up your phone and dial again! There will be nights you’ll spend, His manhood lost within the forest of your thighs, My name will escape […]

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