Human Stories

He grew up in a small village in Kisii County. It’s called Getenga. It’s a little known place. Not even Google knows it. I Googled it and found scanty answers…

It’s a Saturday. My last school day this year.  I meet an Uber driver who reminds me of Pontius Pilate. You might be wondering where I saw Pontius Pilate. There…

One year ago, while huddled at a small room in Kabete, an idea hit me. It struck while I was right in the middle of a conversation with my then…

Tragedy struck a year ago this week. None of us saw it coming. But isn’t that how it always is? No one ever sees it coming. Not even the most…

As a kid, I used to watch a lot of movies. I loved movies with bad guys. I could go to a movie shop and ask the ‘movie man’ to…

It’s still World Friendship Day as I write this. I feel compelled from within to explore the friendship between my father and I. In February this year, I completed my…

You wake up confused. Your whole face is drenched in sweat. You slept bare chested and donned your jeans on like you’ve done every day for the past five weeks.…

If this was a Friday night in 1953 or thereabout, we would probably be in hides and skins. We would be gathering around some hot fire at a cold place…

I won’t ever forget that day. It was an ordinary April day like most of my days usually are. Actually it was not ordinary as such. I just remembered. I…