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Situationships
Wagwan my country people! Strathmore elections are done (I think) so we can move on with our lives now. The first ever feature as promised a few weeks ago is finally here! I’m so excited about this. So i’m at the hostel this week and my friend Jane apps me saying she needs to talk to me. So my paranoid self is there freaked as hell, not that i’d done anything, but there are those things people tell you and in your head you start backdating what could be the problem from 2014. Anyway, she says she wants in and she practically saved me because with these exams I had…
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Secrets from my diary.
In last week’s post I was all Steve Harvey on the relationship vibe and maybe, just maybe, we may go down that road today. So this week I haven’t done much reading. I have a lot of books waiting for me, some from my loyal readers, and some I’ve come across but I just can’t read. Why? Exams are coming. If you are friends with a law student then you know exams are hectic. But that wasn’t going to stop me from posting because despite how tired I am (those who watched my story time on Instagram understand) I really want to be consistent with posting. I want to actually…
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Larger than life.
We’ve all been there, we’ve all wanted to be who we aren’t, we’ve all pretended. Some better than others… Saying you’ve never wanted to be larger than life is like saying you haven’t tried to pee ‘quietly’ when boo is around, it is not true and holds no water to argue as such! I feel uncomfortable peeing even when my own schoolmates are around. Imagine what reading Biko’s male perspective segment does to that, when peeing loudly is ranked as a thing women do that men don’t like, it’s preposterous! (always wanted to use that word) Anyway, I digress. Today we talk about the days when we have known that…
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Win through your actions.
‘Leaving things to chance is a recipe for disaster…’ so says Robert in the Art of Seduction. He believes we all have a seductive quality and sitting and watching things fall in place is simply laziness. So if things falling into place is a myth, then there is so much we need to unlearn. If we do believe indeed that Greene is right in his thinking. What then about beauty, is that also a myth? Is it in the eyes of the bearer, beholder or beer holder? A few weeks ago I asked a group of friends why they believed a thick woman was better than a skinny woman. ‘Because…
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Being a writer.
Someone asked me why I haven’t been consistent in writing. I am in awe of such amazing people who look out for my posts. They make you want to get on that computer and type away. But I’ll give an answer because courtesy demands it. And my mother raised me right. Over the years I have been obsessed about how words can offer such unlimited freedom. How as a dancer they would live through their steps and music, as a writer all you have is the alphabet. And I wrote and wrote and wrote some more. Only to realise I was stagnating and revolving around the same theme of love.…
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An unfinished story.
She sat there, as the sun graciously bid her goodbye ready taking it’s leave. But she wasn’t, she looked on to see if any more canoes were out in the very calm and still waters. Waiting to see if she could at least spot her torn, purple scarf lead the way of her favorite two seated canoe. She still didn’t understand how she let him have it. … Everyday once she was done with…
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My condolences
2017 was supposed to be the year, the recovery from the horrid 2016, the year of completion. But now it’s only the fourth month and I’ve lost count of how many RIP’s i’ve seen on my timeline for my fellow youth. I’m not trying to jinx the year, I just don’t know what’s going on. Why are we as the youth dying so much? Who did we offend? Is there a point we’re missing? From university killings to the Langata accident and so many people in between. Makes you wonder what battle it is we’re fighting. It’s normal to ‘pass condolences’ when someone leaves. It’s what’s expected. But in all…
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Grahamstown, South Africa.
Travelling is great, aside from insane jet lag, sleeping on airport floors and crude landings. It opens you up to a vast array of people and cultures and somehow, you never see the world the same way again. You come back home and you love your country even more, not because it’s more developed or better than where you were, but just because its home, and home is always home. Today’s post is basically a birds eye view of the beautiful city of Grahamstown a small college town 2hrs away from East London whose terrain would be every morning joggers dream. Everything is a walking distance away, no motor bikes, matatus…
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Pretty face
I have this always smiling face I meet people once and the second time we meet they are like, ‘oh yeah the lady who is always smiling’ I like that It’s not a bad thing It definitely isn’t But aside from the pretty smile or pretty face that I value, I don’t want that to define me I don’t want to be another pretty pleasant face, no… It’s not bad to recognize it, don’t get me wrong, I personally like when compliments my features and I’m no feminist but I dont think the features should be the end, it shouldn’t be that she’s ‘just another pretty face’ It’s horrid If…
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Unlove
It’s easy to fall in love, To let someone you’ve always wanted in, To be a part of something, It only takes a yes, A no if you don’t feel it right. But no one tells you how to unlove, How to debrief when it doesn’t work, Love is meant to be forever right? But we broke up, We parted ways. No one told us we’d have to forget, All the places we went out on dates, All the foods we tried out, All the dreams we built together, The passion, the hope, the dreams. We’ll go to friends maybe, Who would take us out to forget about each other,…
