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I stand with Kenya 

​I stand with Kenya.Being Kenyan is enough reason for me to do so.Without thinking my mind lame, I can comfortably generate a list about a mile and a half long, giving indisputable reasons why my heart will never stop loving... Continue Reading →

Miss Grocer

You're lucky to make it home before 5.You steer your Escalade EXT into your compound but not before tossing all the local dailies to your gateman.Going by all the conversations you've had virtually on every single topic,you've come to realise... Continue Reading →

Holy Woes

.You can bet your entire year's salary that you saw the praise leader shmoney and dab at some point. To hit the ever fat megajackpot, you'd also add that had the session been added 57 seconds, she'd have twerked with profound expertise... Continue Reading →

Wait

Wait,brothers and sisters.Wait till I finish combing books.Wait till Prof/Eng/Dr come unsolicited before Nelson err Ciryan.Wait till piny ngima acknowledges this scholar.Then I'll begin quoting big names.Mahatma, yes.And even bigger names will be quoting me. Wait till my backyard's full.My... Continue Reading →

The Duel

It was one of those Saturdays when the creepy M.O.D gave us an orenous task of staying in class for two extra hours.Two hours is such a long time putting into consideration the fact that nothing important happens during this... Continue Reading →

Changes

I'm awed by how drastical changes take place.Some are damn clear while others pass unnoticed. Being a keen observer, I am always fascinated by almost everything that takes place around me.There's no way I'll let something new pass my radar.... Continue Reading →

Valid Dreams 1(a)

I've got it all figured up.The plan is deliciously cool.Let the date be 2025,precisely a decade from the time this budding writer is labouring so hard to pen this.It is somewhere in the middle of the year.Dont ask for the... Continue Reading →

Strangest of Pals.

It took the intervention of some real friends of development to stop him from trotting down to the kitchen to personally shake the hands of the cooks,right from the headcook to the newly promoted gateman😁 I have been dying to... Continue Reading →

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