• Your Story

    Worth The Wait KE

    Let’s talk about sex today. Something we freely talk about in our usual conversations, a normal thing actually. Gone are the days we would shy away from sex talk today we know everything. Almost everything maybe. Just enough. After talking to Dr. Jarunda this week (remember him? No? here he is) He sent me a link from Odd Africa that highlighted sex practices in Africa. Apparently some communities were taught how to please their husbands in bed; others virginity was seen as a curse needing cleansing others regarded women’s pleasure more than men. (Link in the description box down below *insert appropriate YouTube voice*) Sex really isn’t a foreign concept even…

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    Mark Koigi

    Trying to tell a joke for me is like playing golf on a humid day with no glasses. I can’t even play golf. It’s a bit sad especially when we live in an age where memes are generated every few seconds. Feels like an incapacity. Today I get to feature someone who doesn’t really struggle with jokes. A social introvert and most importantly the one of the few people who thought my few tries were funny. Maybe the only person and for that he gets an extra paragraph for choosing to laugh at my joke. A couple of months ago when NEMA decided no plastics,memes rattled the media at an…

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    Wairimu The Poet

    Java Thika Road Mall is ecstatic on Saturday mornings; from couples on dates to directors of newly established businesses meeting for coffee to register companies, elite ladies having ginger tea after a morning run and looking through emails (but really looking through Nairobi bachelor’s profiles) and a bustling mall all over. I however am late, running inside like a mad woman only to do a clean sweep of the sitting spaces and not spot my client, so I dial her number. Wairimu is gracious, when I finally find her at Text Book Centre getting material for her portraits, I can’t help but wonder when she got this glow up. I wanted…

  • Your Story

    Dan Isaaka Photography

    It is funny how you can know someone for four consecutive years of high school walk from the dinning hall holding hands and saying how you’ll be roomies at campus and get married on the same day to twin brothers. The truth is however, this fantasy doesn’t work. For me at least. All my so-called best friends at the time have moved on with life and now we don’t meet for book reviews and drink green tea over gossip. It’s just hi’s and byes on the streets of Nairobi. Isaaka however is one of those people who have sort of remained in the loop for the past two years or…

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    UCHi Kenya

    The thing with starting a new project for any artist (read writer) is the numerous questions of whether it’ll kick off or not. The Kenyans series started off pretty easy with familiar content for you my readers in the first two posts. However, the whole idea of a Kenyans series is to feature Kenyans right? So here I am today taking a leap of faith after an interview with an amazing group of ladies, UCHi Kenya. The last time I interviewed someone was about 5 years ago for a journalism club magazine for school. Now real life is here! With all the hope of establishing this blog as a brand.…

  • Thoughts of a 90's child

    Is home really home or are we still tenants of the Crown?

    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…

  • Explore,  Places

    A train tale.

    When you talk to Kenyans who’ve traveled or lived abroad, they tell you meeting a fellow Kenyan feels like a bit of home away from home. A lady we met on the train explained just how warm Kenyans are. She talked about how once you meet someone you can relate with its a whole new world of exploration. Now, if you have used the train you know how much you pray to get good people who sit next to you and if you are with a friend, she doesn’t end up on sit 5 when you’re on 4 because they are miles apart. (I think they should let you book…

  • Random stories,  Short Stories

    Hair affair.

    Dedan is looking away because he is mad at me. He simply can’t take in the betrayal as I cross the street in the CBD to go do my hair. I can almost hear  him say, “I didn’t fight for independence for you to put their things on your head. I did not live in the forest for you to be so weak and confirm to their ways Glynis.” Then he would look down and an ugly crease would form on his face. “You are not Glynis, who lied to you and made you think you’re Scottish? You are Wanjiku, you don’t even use that name! What has become of…

  • Thoughts of a 90's child

    Reading Culture

    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…

  • Thoughts of a 90's child

    Irreducible minimums

    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…