Before I leave Machakos I pass by a relatives where i learn that a little one has refused to go home after school because she is waiting for ‘daddy’ to buy her what he had promised her the previous night. Continue reading
It is morning again. Continue reading
When going to the ‘place to be county’ , traveling via the Machakos country bus is hectic, but quite economical especially during those ‘hard economic times’.
If you board a Nissan or better still are lucky enough to roll in your private machine, believe me you cannot understand, to you this is a tale of the hare and the hyena! Continue reading
As the cock crows early in the morning, even without looking at her ‘mulika mwizi’ phone ,mama mboi knows it is five in the morning, time for her day to start. She prepares Mboi and his siblings and sets them off to school. In their patched uniform that sort of looks like all the colours of the rainbow have come in unison to sing the national anthem, Continue reading
You and I over a cup of coffee! Imagine that… Continue reading
I startle and wake from my dream. I cannot remember what I dreamed about, I belong in the category of persons who we sure dream but but many a times we just cannot Continue reading