When Senegal and Nigeria got knocked out of the world cup, I automatically moved to France, because it was the only African team left. Sure the question has been debated on whether they really are ‘African’ being French players but I believe there’s a blood line and we Kenyans know how to claim people. Look at what we’ve done with Obama. During the finals, we were thrilled when France won. I’m sure there’s a child somewhere called Pogba. Then out of nowhere a discussion on colonialism starts, whether or not colonialism was a good thing. I thought we were all high from the win, but this was a group of…

Our generation is very fortunate to have been born in a day and age where we don’t have to fight for fundamental rights that our forefathers did. Though I am alive to the fact that these rights may not be fully realized and have many imperfections we cannot say we are where we were half a century ago. It’s easy to get tired of the news because a great deal of the time we are reminded of the challenges we face as a country. The good days don’t really last as long. A meme lifespan to be precise and we’re on to the next story. (Notice how we’re not longer…

There’s a gifting with how well we ignore the red flags in our friends lives. There’s always an explanation. He’s just needy, she’s just busy, we’re all grown up and they should understand. It’s interesting how then we live in a world where in less than two months Avicii, Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain died. It’s not just dying, they  took their own lives. *** We’re in the kitchen and Melissa* is trying to explain why she wants to kill herself. She has all the reasons, all the explanations, all the logical conclusions. To her I’m privileged to be there ‘in her last days.’ She’s not sorry she wants to…

The afternoon train at the Mombasa terminus has a reputation for leaving people who don’t make it on time. We all don’t want that, especially when you have to be at work the next morning, therefore human beings endowed with paranoia, like myself, leave Mombasa at 12:00pm for a train scheduled at 3:00pm. Easiest means of transport, take a cab, especially if you have luggage. No need to Uber and pay 600 – 800 bob, you just need to know someone in the business. (Welcome to Kenya!) It ends up being way cheaper. The cab pulls up after church at exactly 12:00pm and as is custom, I take the back…

Happy New Year! We made it to 2018. What a time to be alive. Who are you reading? Last year I shoved a tone of must reads down your throat and I was impressed that a number of you were pretty interested. This week a friend asked me to help with a survey on whether the reading culture is there in Kenya. Some said yes it is, some said no, some said it’s dying and others, it’s about to rise to unbelievable levels. The demography of my survey? 21-26 years. Extensive enough? Not as I would like, but it will do for now. Yes people are reading, you for one…

I am one of those people who don’t understand why people need space. I feel like it’s some kind of excuse to keep you at bay, or someone is just trying to get rid of you and doesn’t know how to put it. My findings? Sometimes it actually is true, people don’t want to be around you and use space as the excuse. Key word being… sometimes. Aside from this I learnt something this past week. Aside from football and how school is, it is pretty cool talking to your dads, they may look like they read newspapers and pay fees only but the amount of wisdom they possess is…

Earlier last week I was watching Over 25’s latest video (link below) and Jules mentioned today’s blog post title. When I was young and naive, (always wanted to say this), I thought i’d get married and feed my man grapes in bed all day or we’d have candle lit dinners every night swimming in money from God knows where. Today of course i’d say I’m a bit wiser because I’ve realized it way harder for a man/woman to love sort of how God loves us. Our kind of love is triggered by so many things, you stop calling, I love you less, you stop replying my messages I put an…