This post was written on 4th of May 2014 at approximately 10.30 am. That is the morning after BAKE Awards 2014; but due to technical…
I have never been in a bar brawl. I have heard of them, but I have never been involved in any. But I have witnessed…
There is an Engen filling station along Parklands Road. It stands stoically opposite a kiosk which serves also an Mpesa stand as well as a…
Have you ever wondered how much your soul would cost if you were to sell it out? Would you drive a hard bargain or would…
We are making friendly conversation, reminiscing about our formative campus years, when she was a fresher and I was a second year. She sits on…
Outside every campus gate there is always a joint where they play old music. Every campus has such a joint. Ours is called Wambugus Grove.…
Living in campus hostels blinds us from the harsh realities of today’s economic situation. In campus we have it easy; we heat water using electric…
Student activism is not an unfamiliar headline to reach the hungry news desks of Kenya’s media houses. It is not easy to ignore a revolt…
Blood is the price we have always had to pay to gain freedom. It is a steep price, yes, but the quest for complete freedom…
