Celestine sits, numb. The cup of coffee has now grown cold, yet it has hardly been tasted. Her hands are trembling. So she pulls the shawl around herself. She is still wearing the black chiffon dress she had worn to the airport. She puts the cup of coffee on the glass table and stretches herself […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
I roll over in bed. 5 am. This is my usual waking up time. But today I am not going to the office, so I have an extra one hour to sleep. I roll over and fall asleep again. The alarm wakes me up at 6 am. I go to the bathroom. A quick shower. […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
(Yesterday we took our oaths as Advocates of the High Court of Kenya. One of my colleagues, who insists that he should be known only as Onyango, has decided to document his story. Everyone has a story. Some lost weight in Law School. Others lost hair (hehehe). But today we are listening to Onyango’s tale. […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Last December, one of my aunts passed away. I was asked to write a tribute, but I initially declined. My reason was simple: I barely knew her. I had last seen her in 2002. And in 2002, I was a shy 12 year old boy who had just discovered that mentioning adults’ names was not […]Continue Reading... 7 Comments.
(Continued from The Alpha Female) “Hello Tom” Jane says. Tom picks after the second ring. “Hi Jane” Tom’s voice does not betray any emotion. Jane takes a deep breath. “I am just calling to say I am sorry for bursting out earlier.” Pause. The momentary silence is perhaps the only indication that Tom was hurt. […]Continue Reading... 4 Comments.
Mutiso is frustrated. He has tried to call the Cabinet Secretary to no avail. The CS for Vehicles and Trains, Mohammed Abdulahi, is known to have the President’s ear. And Mutiso needs him now to persuade the President to change his mind. There has to be a way out of this mess that does not […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.