How Optica ruined my eyes, my life In 2016, my eyesight had started failing me. I wasn’t seeing stuff as I used to before. I was then working as a journalist with one of the leading digital media houses in Kenya. This means I would spend most of my working time on the computer, typing, resear ...
Rogue, Unethical and Unprofessional teachers
Recently I read with a very heavy heart disheartening news of a school girl who committed suicide after ridicule from a teacher because the said pupil had soiled her dress due to menstruation. I don't know where to begin. This should not have happened. I also hope and pray that a similar incident do ...
A drunkard Mother Part 1
Whenever you hear a person mention that they were brought up by an alcoholic parent, you probably only imagine a drunken father. Have you ever stopped to think how life can turn out under the care of an alcoholic mother? I'm writing on behalf of a friend of mine, and of course with his permission. N ...
A grieving parent Part 3
Losing my baby boy brought me crashing down. He had fought for his life for five hours. 960 grams, that's what he weighed at birth. Slightly less than a ki ...
A grieving parent part 2
I conceived again not very long after my miscarriage. The happiness! The joy! The relief! The Hope! The ecstasy! The jubilation! I felt that my tears had been dried and this was my second chance to give my hubby a child. My rainbow was here after the storm. My restoration had arrived. One afternoon ...
“A woman scorned: I understand.”
Sometimes I absolutely understand when a woman vents and rants about her man neglecting her and her family and decides to waste away with slay queens. A family that she started together with the run away husband. I understand when this woman goes ahead to do crazy things that qualify as whatsapp sta ...
a grieving parent
A GRIEVING PARENT (Based on a TRUE STORY) What is the name given to a person whose child dies? A child whose parents are dead is called an orphan. A person whose spouse is dead is called a widow or a widower. What do we call a person whose child dies? There is no name for them. For us. For me. I fi ...
Karma is a bitch
Uncle Makori and I learnt a long time ago that karma is a bitch. A merciless one for that case. Actually, I learnt this the hard way. This is what happened. It was in 2009. I can vividly recall the events of that day as it began on high note. In the morning, we took our cows for grazing. I was very ...
My first day in Nairobi
You have just finished form four. Completed sounds better. You don't want to spend the whole four months in reserve digging and literally being the de facto family shamba boy until results are out. That is for those of us who schooled before Matiangi was discovered and later a no-nonsense Profe ...