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...........Mrs Bwire, my best business teacher would ask the benefits of the internet........class  tell me..... except Felix he has answered many questions today!               You’d say I’m bragging no I’m not bragging..... let me get another scenario.........         How many followers do  you have on instagram???.....,Wait don’t tell me you’ve already attained the 5000 friends list mark on Facebook!!!

Wah so now what people can is to follow you........  You’re a celebrity.............figure! You’re big man now, like big shaq, you’re international now! 

    No those seem too familiar.......something is missing.... oh yes I got it!   Ochuoga give us the advantages of communication.... that’s now way back in primary..........something are not easy to get away from! That’s the power of education now....Mrs Mulingwa would be very proud that I said that!  Did I say too much.... no I only enlisted them now lemme answer each one by on…
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Freedom is a state of mind

Alan Walker’s  song faded starts playing, its my alarm tone .It’s 3:30 am on Thursday morning, yesterday night I slept early but due to water issue in Nairobi, I had decided to put an alarm to wake me up pump water you know Nairobi has water issues, I wonder what Sonko is doing about it, plus I want to read for my next paper. Suddenly I get notification of new mails, so I decide to peep in to see if it’s one of those google mails or those LinkedIn notifications.  Yes it is a LinkedIn notification. 

I decide to check this time, I open your message, you tell me you’d like to talk, so you ask about schedule on Friday. I know I’ll be done with exams but since I haven’t quite mastered the art of saying no, I agree! You give me brief info about yourself and I understand you’re a big corporate man. It leaves me in question what is it that a 20 year old can tell someone already having a successful career. So he tells me to meet him at Jockey pub at around 6:30 in the evening!     It’s Friday…

Dear someone

I wrote this for a friend, lemme not lie I like her a lot.... she told me she’s having a heart break... but it’s not only her who’s been going through! I too so this to anyone going through same thing 
Sometimes we meet someone  Someone, you know someone  That someone, you know that person  That person that only one person who knows to rekindle that inside part of you. When you meet this person all you know is love  You want to speak love  You want to eat love  You even want to fuck love  Damn everything about it is love  Even your exams become love  All you see is love  Even flowers utters love to your heart  Damn this person  Ohh this person  This person makes you feel worthy  You feel loved.....

Sometimes you wish it to last cause I mean you only miss them when you’re breathing  You want them next to your sleep  Next to your bed You want to kiss them passionately  You even fancy about them  Damn this person  This guy gives you the deep feelings  He has the antidote to love fever 

Mūndū mūka mūthaka ni magambo

I hope I got the spelling right......

    Now let’s talk...... no let’s not talk.....listen up.....you know it’s taking me more time trying to figure out, how and  where to begin! I’m feeling nervous, I’ve never educated you before but I want to start with a story an interesting one!   Have you ever fallen in love? Like literally being in love... you know to a point you’re all you know and feel and imagine is love??     I have this feeling someone is going to judge me this time, I accept the attacks this time..... if you accept praise, critics should follow... Troy Gilbert used to say this though we were bitter rivals. What’s your best fairytale movie? Mine tangled! I loved this more than Snow White......last question while you were a bit young which Mexican soap did you used to love and adore so much?   I was raised in a normal African home so at 8:05 pm mum would put this soap operas....we had no option but to follow, I think even now they still follow them so a lot. I remember …

The one got away

Tall dark and handsome is the common criteria ladies have for "the one". Was I different? no,sadly. In my defense I had smart ambitious funny fun and rich on the list.Let's not forget dimples. Did that make me any better? Maybe not but it certainly narrowed down the list to you my love. Tall, dark, handsome in that make my knees weak kind of way. A single dimple on your right cheek that made you awfully adorable though you hated it when I called you that because it wasn't manly,I know you secretly enjoyed it. Just like I enjoyed our secret meetings in our tryst over the holidays sneaking out lying just to come and see you.
I remember our first official date. I was a case of nerves that day i wanted to look good for you I wanted you to be proud of me and when you said we were going to a high end restaurant could I get any worse? It turns out I could the butterflies in my tummy turned into a zoo. Fast forward and now years later I will always remember how you watched …

The coined night

So I’m just from my sleep, I had stomach issues......don’t blame it on me, blame it on the many mangoes I took ‘jana’. There’s a luo culture that I really don’t like, the culture that says you can’t refuse to eat at an invitation and most especially from your relatives and older people that know you. It’s a bad sign and clearly I have never had any issue with older people, in most cases I receive mutual respect.

So my cousin Gideon had taken me for a walk, I hate the distance too, Gideon told me ‘ni pale tu’ it’s just there, I convinced my self it’s not far. We walked  for more than 4km already, and my legs are already complaining, but I continue and sooner than I expected, we get to the destination, we are at this place where mangoes are just yellow and they look delicious. I’m already salivating so we meet this lady who had like lots of groundnuts and she serves us, I told you, you can’t refuse to take it. It’s a nom refusing! She then brings a bunch of mangoes, my tummy can no lon…

The Church business 😒😒

It’s Sunday morning, the routines and cultures that my parents instilled in me....still lives. I have decided that  I’ll go to church. Truth is, it was my first time this year, I had missed Pastor Brayo’s sermon. I really get inspired listening to him, he’s a good speaker, I like the fact that he involves the crowd and you know it becomes very interactive, that’s International Christian Centre commonly ICC. So I got to church a bit late....you know the English saying it’s better....than never!
Lemme brief you up....I have been going to ICC for the last 9 years, I have an attachment to it....in one of the  scenarios I gained the courage to share the gospel to people in church....I did that when I was 12 years old so I’m not really that bad....I recall facing more than 500 crowds and all listening to what this kid had to say........apart from high school leadership and blogging, preaching that day is one of the few things I’m proud to have ever done. That day my mum and dad were very p…