Articles based on real life accounts
(This post is a sequel to part 1 of Civil War. If you haven’t read part one, you can read it by clicking here) Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win. Stephen King was right. Sometimes they do more than win. They gloat and they taunt you. They laugh in your…More
January 2008. The atmosphere was thick with dread. It had come to this; war with our brothers. Endless queues and inked fingers in polling stations for what? Civil war. The frustration in the country drew much deeper from a long time bottled hatred than the confounding 2007 election. Demons were loose. These people didn’t even know how to handle weapons…More
When I began my origami business in 2011, I dared to approach established people to seek opportunities to work with them. I once approached the CEO of a design company and asked him if he would be interested in the paper art. He agreed and asked me to see him the following week. I was held up because of a…More
For Part 1 Click here For Part 2 Click here Dolly Gitonga. Spirited woman. The best lecturer I’ve met so far. Nothing would stop her from teaching an enjoyable English class. Not even if it spelt JET. And therein lay the problem. JET shared ENGLISH 1106 in classroom A in the Spring of 2009. JET was ostentatious and working against Dolly’s mettle.…More
For Part 1 Click here Turi and I date a meeting history as far back as 2007. Our paths crossed and we never realized it. She attended Kianda Girls. I attended Sunshine Secondary School. Kianda was a day school with neat lawns and trimmed fences. Sunshine was a boarding school with dusty grounds and cracked pavements. Two worlds. Two leagues apart.…More
Real men risk rejection. What do you do when you have thrown all the signs possible to show the girl of your dreams that you like her? You wait, that is what you do. You man up and wait till you’re bored to tears waiting for her to say yes. You could throw more signs her way and risk them…More
Brother Vincent Cincotta 1947-2009 Old. He never liked it when I called him that; old. Not that I had grown to be that free with the man, but I did call him old once. Twice, actually. And he did retaliate. Make no mistake, I respected Brother Vincent, or as he preferred us to address him; Hermano Vicente. It’s Spanish for Brother…More
