Yearly Archives: 2016

/2016

Review: Mosara Kenya

mosara

I have for the last one month coveted Mosara Products. God knows I have. I have had natural hair for exactly one year and ten months today. Growing up people referred to my hair as “Ntharu cia Ng’ondu” which translates to sheep poop. This is the term […]

Social Media the snitch

grave-yard

Oh, social media, how you keep breaking my heart. You keep snitching. I woke up unusually early yesterday because my cousin needed help with her project. I will have no one close to me pay Ksh 20,000 to have someone throw words together for them. We […]

Why can’t we cheer each other on?

 

female-boss

I went for coffee with my friends on Friday evening. It’s been a while since we met because life happens. Since then I have been sad for a few days. My friend had a baby, so naturally she went for maternity leave. When she went back […]

She gets a cold, I get paranoid.

Mother Daughter Mother, Daughter

She calls every day. Not today. I look at my phone and realize its 4:00 pm. I don’t even have a missed call from her. I have been trying to make a living and make her proud. Not that she isn’t but my […]

Birth Control

birth-control

I have been involved in research on Sexual Reproductive Health (SRH) a few times. Each time gets me amused. Each time I leave with a hangover. Each time leaves me feeling incomplete. As soon as my visit is done, my client wants their data back. But […]

Home is where the heart is.

My mother loves tea. If you put her and a Luhya together she will win hands down. She loves her tea brewed not steeped. If she has to use a tea bag, she steeps it until it’s stripped of all its blackness and it’s a bag of nothingness. All that remains is a bag of […]

To the patient parents.

Perfect couple

Dear Mum and Dad,

I am at the point in my life where everyone is asking me whom I am seeing. Whom am I going out with? Whom am I going to bring home to you folks? Who has laid claim on me? Very many cliché […]

Burn a “fire” to put out a fire.

She’s petite, he’s tall and slender. He’s on the boarder of thin and she is short. I am an only child except I am not. He was present yet absent.  Every evening he would stagger in and slouch into the sofa still clutching his newspaper. My mother would serve his favorite dish, mukimo and stew. […]

Fixated

SHE'S FIXATED

With every waking moment, you are on my mind. The tiny dollop of toothpaste I squeeze out has a way of reminding me of you, because your toothpaste tastes terrible. When I am spreading lotion on my skin I remember how fruity your lotion smelt. […]

Milestones

Let’s celebrate. Cheers to another year. My birthday was a few days ago. Even my parents did not remember, yeah even my mother who pushed me into this life. Only my Nairobi family, remembered. When I say I am blessed, it is real. In Nairobi, it is very difficult for a stranger to welcome you […]

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