‘Am so sorry. So so sorry! I didn’t mean to do that… It was an accident.’ I find myself saying immediately it happens. ‘Are you okay?’ I ask, even though I just hit her. In the face!!! With a big fist clutching a full and hard can of beer..!!! She stares daggers at … Continue reading How To Become Toxic
Nothing alerts you of the entrance expect for an almost hidden signboard announcing the joint, along with a 'fast-working' brand of painkiller. ‘Whatever you do, avoid looking at any one person too long…’ She says to me as she stares right into my eyeballs. Something in me wants to ask how long that 'too long' … Continue reading House of Joy
How long have you been doing this Kepher? She asks me without as much as lifting her eyes to look at me. Am pissed, because I just told her my name a minute ago. Literally. But in her defense, she is as old as God’s personal hair brush. Most of her head is covered in … Continue reading People Are Crazy
One day you will realize that your conversations seem to be getting more intimate. Today she is asking you whether you’ve eaten. Then the next day she asks what you’ve eaten, and why you could not eat earlier than 9 p.m. Before you realize that she is locking you down, she will be dictating what you eat and when you should eat it.
When was the last time you heard a goat bleating over the beats of a steel drum? Tell me, Miss Amimo, when? When did you ever listen to the sound of wood cracking softly, as a singer readied his voice..? Or to the sound of gurgling water, as a young man confessed his love to … Continue reading Ali Baba
So by lovely luck I find myself at the All Saints Cathedral on Thursday. It's a very undecided day - sometimes hot, then cold, then something in between. I have been outside the church auditorium for almost one hour because it is all cramped inside. And I hate confined spaces. Especially if I don't have … Continue reading Peaceful Innocence
I received an email from a new reader who stumbled upon my blog. She noted that my prose was wonderful. So I liked her. Because am that kind of guy. You know, the kind that revels in praise and flattery. Because they help float my boat, and boost my feel-good hormones. However, she claimed that … Continue reading Am Thankful