Yesterday the US Supreme court made a ruling on homosexuality. Homosexuals can now marry and live their lives like the rest of us; in the US. Of course the situation back here at home―Kenya― is not that farfetched; not after a Kenyan High Court ruling...

Leaving Kimani’s* office makes me feel like a hero of sorts. I call my best friend across the country tell her all about it― what I told you in part II of the game. “Kimani gave you his number?” she gasps after I tell her how the afternoon was, bisecting...

By birthday is usually the start of a New Year for me; just like 1st of January means the world to most people. To me, my birthday is usually for me the time to do all those things that people do on January 1st. Things like resolutions and the like are...

Business has resumed in 2015. The year has kicked off to a busy start. Kimani’s* office is adjacent to mine. I usually see his pickup truck passing by highway every day from my office window. Sometimes I wonder what would have been of us had we exchanged...

I still encourage anyone who feels at all compelled to write to do so. I just try to warn people who hope to get published that publication is not all that it is cracked up to be. But writing is. Writing has so much to give, so much to teach, so many...

So last year I became single―again. Thanks to my new found status, I was set on a voyage of finding my knight in shining amour afresh; tis real work! ha! Looking for one’s prince in this day and age is something close to looking for a needle in a hay...

This week Nyeri town has been in the news a lot! Everyone has been having a word or two to weigh in on how Nyeri women are the worst women on planet earth. Say what? You heard me. Part of it was bordering comedy, but this is no laughing matter people....

The first time I met Maina was at a magazine publishing company in Westlands, Nairobi, where I worked as a junior photographer. I was just fresh out of college and on my first job. “Please come in Buyanzi,” my boss said. “Buyanzi, Maina. Maina, Buyanzi.”...

Today is a Thursday, and being a Thursday means looking back, right? I want us to look back together on the art of getting it done. Back in the day our fore fathers did not know how to read write, not in the literal sense anyway, but they narrated wonderful...

“Nafula, you look distracted.” Mwenda said. Mwenda is this enchanting colleague of mine. We were eating lunch in downtown Meru after an intense morning court session. “Forgive me please Mwenda, I’m not myself today.” I said, trying to force a smile. “I...