Friday, 28 August 2015

Do you know your purpose in life?

Let's face it. One day, someday, we will all DIE. We will be lying on that cold slab. Breathless, lifeless. Finally silent. We won't be buried with the things we loved or worked so hard to possess. The most we will be buried with, if we are lucky is a fancy coffin. Perhaps a designer suit or dress. Some stylish watch, if we are lucky. And it's a wrap. That would be it. DEAD, GONE, and life will go on like we were never around.

Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Things you shouldn't tell your friends about your relationship

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Admittedly, we all have either that one friend or friends who seem to be a third wheel in our relationships or marriages. We tell them pretty much all the happenings in our relationship. If hubby snored last night - our friends will know about it. If you had a fight - your friends will definitely hear about it. If he's broke, his business isn't doing well or things aren't going on for him financially - your friends will know all the juicy details.

Monday, 24 August 2015

Meet these young lads making a difference in Kibera

Some of the members of Ghetto Jeducate after our meeting this past Saturday in Kibera. The chap with his tongue out is one of the funniest comedian I have ever met. I am third from the right, in case you still googling.
I spent my afternoon this past Saturday with a group of talented youngsters in Kibera called Ghetto Jeducate. I was here accompanied by Peter Wainaina, a participant of The Douglas Waudo Mentorship Program to discuss with the group on how The Douglas Waudo Mentorship Program can provide mentoring opportunities to its members in areas of personal and professional development.

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

Why I don't give a crap about Kenyan politics

Its August 2017. The weather isn't very predictable. Even chaps at the Meteorological Department are confused. There will be famine in Kileleshwa, and hailstones in Embakasi. Kenyans are advised to walk looking at the sky, they stammer at a press conference, while distributing media releases with a blurry downloaded map of Kenya.

Monday, 17 August 2015

Its just sex, stop waiting for an engagement ring and wedding bells

Whenever Julie calls, you know World War II, Second Edition has began. Granted, we all have that one friend who ONLY and ALWAYS calls when they are in shit.

Thursday, 13 August 2015

The making of a man

The making of a man. Yep, that's me when I was ten (Ok, you can now laugh)
I parted with my foreskin under the surgical eyes of Dr. Joseph Karamoja, the respected family doctor, on a chilly morning in 1988. I was barely seven years-old. I was skinny, and though my parents have never been held to account, I believe I was malnourished. The gods, perhaps for their own entertainment and sense of humour had slapped me with a big bald warthog-like head, that was dotted with mashilingi (fungal infection of the scalp and hair shafts).

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

My engagement: The drama has already begun

As expected the news of my engagement hit my village like an atomic bomb. By the way, in my village, news (read rumours), travels faster than the speed of light. Well, now that I am engaged to Missus, everyone in my village expects I instantly send her into the family way.

Friday, 7 August 2015

Hard Rock Cafe Dubai

With over 193 locations, including restaurants, hotels, casinos and live music venues in 63 countries, its simply impossible to ignore Hard Rock Cafe. Located at Dubai Festival City, one of the city's premier shopping malls, Hard Rock Cafe Dubai was where we went to toss to the gods in the name of celebrating Missus and I's engagement.

Wednesday, 5 August 2015

She said yes

Yes, you heard the rumours right. I am engaged. I guess the gods finally got tired of my heaven-bound, Scripture-spitting mother's long unwinding prayers - constantly beseeching them to bless her son's loins with a woman's touch.