I have this thing with Mother Karua. She calls me up at random times for a tipple. I do not know how many people drink…
There are certain things that scratch my soul. Things like campus ladies who cannot spell, and therefore end up sending a message on Facebook that…
I got confused when the might Babu Owino went on TV to warn politicians against using students in the Saba saba supposed uprising. If you…
The elegance and flamboyance of the First Lady, She walks with a sad demeanor, Eyes sunken and pregnant with unflowing tears. But for once, her…
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…
His name is Mukundi. When he first introduced himself to me, I struggled to get my head out of the gutter. Partly because I am…
A story is told of a man who is presently revered about his hey days in campus. For the sake of his wife and children,…
There was a time in history when I was four. When I had not fully shed away the innocence of childhood. I was without blemish,…
It is regarded unafrican to speak ill of the dead. Our customs and ethos do not allow us to say the bitter truth about anyone…
