The word “forget” is such a heavy word especially when referring human being you last spoke to ages ago. I had forgotten about her. Burried her and built a tombstone on her grave in my bottomless pit of memory. A place where memories go to die with no hopes of surfacing up in my subconscious….
Igho Ja Mbololo.
Somewhere in the dusty bowels of Taita Hills when dry, you’d walk out of the main door of the living room and decide to have a view of the surrounding in your balcony. You’d see the way the red earth goes on and on yonder beneath the anthills and contours. The way the red soil…
Drug Dealer.
The first time he was told to try it, he was sure convinced that it was not a gateway drug. Homie was taking diazepam pills just to make him forget things. Things he didn’t want to remember. Things that brought a bad memory to him. Those bad memories often jostled him back to reality in…
Not Good At Good-byes.
Your name is Keith, Too much pleasure is pain for you. Your girl spites you in vain. All you do is complain. You both need something to change. You both at the edge but none is willing to take that jump off the cliff. So one night after work, everything be working well for you…
Dame wa Kichinjio
The other day as you were walking through town minding your own thoughts, your eyes seemed to follow the deriere of some lady who was ahead of you. You had trailed behind her for a while. As you were about to take a right turn and cross the road, some person went and called her…
Religion – Is It A Fallacy?
Earlier this week someone asked me what my take was on religion. I told him that I’d get back to him. I posed this query to some few people and got interesting answers. Before we answer the question, “What is your take on religion?” We need to know the definition of religion or rather what…
When His Father Went Away For Cigarettes.
The hour hand of the clock had struck nine, giving the impression of a perfect right angle. It is in mind the sports bar we are in, is packed full to the brim. One would be scared to think that its contents might spill out like an overflowing mug full of beer. It is a…
(Ibby) C 105 – Voi Town
Somewhere in Mikindani-Changamwe, there is a line of stalls which has many shops and cafes. It has a semi-wide corridor in which children play along. At the far end of the corridor is a makeshift garage. There are a few guys dressed in overalls who have all manner of tools popping out of their pockets….