If you ever find yourself at the filling station across the road from Kisumu Boys High School, probably with your earphones plugged in to ignore…
A Ranger, A Photographer and A Blogger walk into a Jungle. — The Ranger. Let us call him Fred, for no other reason than reason…
1 The way this one ends is with me in a not-too-sanitary club bathroom, clutching the girl he left me for, as we both cry,…
I had to call my brother to ask him what I fear the most. I asked him if he thinks I am a ninja. He…
This post is inspired by a conversation I shared with Jaber and her friends after dinner last week. We were sitting on the outside benches…
I need you to do me a favour. I need you to, for the sake of this story, imagine that you are somebody else; a…
Wednesday. Dusk. The sun is taking a dip, going down the horizon, taking with it the exams. I’m standing outside Taifa hall in a slight…
Wondering what the hell you should do with that degree you studied but never really pursued. The best of stories come to you when you…
It was just after that corner that departs from the Eldoret-Nakuru road that it happened. I was driving, as it were, without a licence. Usually…
Still on matters Capture Kenya 2015, this year we did not just come up with one calendar, but two. The images were too fantastic to…