“Why Lord?” she asks herself. She looks around her house. She lives in a bedsitter outside the city. She can feel frustration rising up her throat. A lump that is threatening to choke her. Instagram is becoming depressing. So is Facebook. All her friends’ lives seem to be going on well. Some are getting married. […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
The small town of Chuka was gripped by shock. Indeed, the entire country was in shock. People were talking in whispers in salons and barbershops. Even bars are subdued. Twenty people were dead.Hundreds were injured. Chuka Level Five Hospital was overwhelmed, as was Chogoria Mission Hospital. More people had been rushed to Embu Teaching and […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Sitting in her house, holding a cup of coffee with both hands, she still cannot believe it. It looks like a dream. One in which she is an outsider, watching herself from a distance. True, it has been an interesting year. One year in which she has certainly changed, and become a different person. Hopefully, […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
I love history. That could be partly because I enjoy stories, and partly because I grew up in a house with many history books. They were my grandfather’s books, my mother’s books and my aunts’ books. I read about the Omani Arabs at the East African Coast and their trips from Muscat in dhows. I […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Last week’s article, Engagement, attracted quite a number of emotional responses that I did not anticipate. This is especially because I did not really intend to write that article. I was just swamped by work last week and I found myself on Thursday without an article. So was like, Oh boy, what do we say […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
This past weekend I had a surprise for the #PrayerPartner. I had decided over a month ago that it was time to gift her a ring. I wasn’t keen on calling it a proposal. See, thing is, she and I had agreed way before that we are getting married. That was settled. We had even […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
The other day I was chatting with a friend of mine when he told me about an encounter with an acquaintance of his. They had met at a social place and the acquaintance started telling him details about his (my friend’s) life as he (the acquaintance) had heard from the grapevine. My friend told me […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
(Okay, today is Thursday, but my day tomorrow is promising to be very tight. So we can as well do this today). The other day I had a conversation with a lady friend and she said something that caught me by surprise. I have heard and seen it before around the internet, but I have […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.
My grandmother, Mrs Maroncha, once told me a story about a neighbor who had been caught up in a scuffle with the clan. See, in my grandmother’s generation, the clan was very active. The Meru had an administrative structure that ran from the household to the Grand Council, the Njuri Ncheke. The father headed the […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
This past Sunday was Father’s Day. My church has a culture where the church gives gifts to mothers on Mother’s day, and to fathers on Father’s day. So on Sunday the chairman of the men’s group started calling out fathers to go pick their gifts. First, of course, came the Senior Pastor. Then he called […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.