The List
I don’t know about you but I love lists. At the beginning of every day, I make a to-do list. I also make another list whenever I begin a project or go shopping. Likewise I kept a list of the…
A beer and Cigarette
This is a short story about Kosy. When I met Kosy he had a bottle and a cigarette and was sitting by himself in one of the popular joints in the city. It was a Saturday evening so there weren’t…
What’s love got to do with it
Tina Turner sang what’s love got to do with it? I believe love’s got everything to do with it. While it might just seem like a feelingI have and will always believe it is a choice. It’s waking up each…
THE FRONT PORCH
The front porch to some is just another place we sit and enjoy the breeze or take in nature. It might be the whole area in front of your house but as for me I choose to take it as…
THE BEAUTY THAT’S YOU
Aren’t we masterpieces carefully crafted and beautifully put together? I am not trying to chocha you or anything but we are complicated yet simple. I choose to call this the beauty that’s you. Not sure if you have watched the…
THE MAN IN THE BOX
At some point in my life in high school I was sure beyond a doubt that God had put for me a man in a box. The fun fact about this is I knew the man in the box. I…
THE CORRIDOR
It’s one evening at work and after a couple of engage videos. I find myself staring at the corridor right after our office. It’s a short corridor with green tiles. After a long stare I see someone’s whole life being…
Un akia dholuo
“Un akia dholuo,” this is a very famous statement for city girls in the village to mean I do not understand the Luo language that much. Let me put it in a more common phrase that you are used to…
We grew up guys!
We grew up guys and the white picket fence conversation is now not too far away from us. My close circle of friends and I were reminiscing about how old we are since all of us are now working and…
The Journey…
Happy new year readers. I hope your year began with love and light? Mine surely did and after a long time of not writing I’m happy to be lost in words again. Maybe not Shakespeare yet, but even he started…
