She gets a cold, I get paranoid.

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 financial freedom and success is her peace and [...]


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 I always want to go back. I want to [...]


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.

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 questions for a woman my age trying to ask [...]


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. [...]



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. Not that I mind. Especially since I do not know [...]



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 [...]


A girl and warm wax

There are many ways we avoid looking like jungle men or cave men. One of these ways is hair removal. I don’t think our ancestors cared about hair removal. Or did they? If any one of you has a 200 year old relative, please ask. There are many ways to remove hair, threading, tweezing, laser, [...]


Forever is just a mirage …

It all started with his comment on an article on huff post. She liked his comment and replied. The article was about the struggles of a millennial. She was struggling. But no one knew. She had no godfather. She was jobless, lived with her brother in the city and her college loan was still gaining [...]

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