6月24日 6 Tsuki 24-nichi

Mother used to run the house like it was the Gulag – intimidations, threats, and a whole manner of ass whoopings. Dad? He led by his signatory silence. He never talked much, sat in his favorite chair by the corner, newspaper in hand, and lingala or benga music would be playing through the stereo. He…

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Today at 0600hrs I was listening to the ocean. Then I saw your face in the sand. But then when I tried to pick it up, the water trickled down my palms and it vanished down. It took me back to when I was thirteen, when both you and mother woke me up. Telling me…

175 Far From Home.

It was always easier to remember the times that were great and satisfactory in our lives, the guffaws, giggles, and glee that blends in with the jolly mood and gung-ho that comes with gathering around a few bottles of whiskey and gin. We were 175 kms somewhere far from Mombasa. Still quite a distance. It…

Ganbatte

Your first text came on a Tuesday morning. It read, “Nko Pandya Hospital admitted”. This was followed by two pics sent by you to show the serious condition you were in. I was taken aback. Whatever happened to you was grotesque. This type of shcok was way worse than a pregnancy scare. It didn’t come…

Nijūhachi

I just flipped the page that said I was two years shy off the third floor just the other day. I’d like to re-read the return policy. Kindly Sir, can you take it back? It seems this wasn’t what I signed up for. Any address perhaps that I’d return it to sender? And press rewind…

Villain

They say I’m a pariah. A villain, an outlaw. That I wear a black hat with a certain pseudonym as my signature. They said I drove a grey dudu car with a faulty driver’s window in the gloom of the city’s grey skies threatening to break open at any minute. It was true that the…

Windy City

The clock’s thirty minutes shy off from striking 0300 hours. Glass of whiskey on your left hand and a half lit cigarette on your other hand. Standing on the balcony overlooking the parked cars below. It is quiet apart from the occasional stray cat crossing the road. You think of her. You think of each…

Waheguru.

You’d pass him for an ordinary gamer. He would normally prefer the Sikh logo in most of his skins and liveries. A rather quiet nice fellow I’d presume. He’s known around the gaming circles as Waheguru. An interesting choice of a pseudonym regarding his not close to an iota of being Indian. He walks around…

Kami No go Kago

Three weeks ago I received a mail from an anonymous lady who had recently purchased my books. At first I thought it was perhaps about the feedback, the whiskey was flowing and I was in a nonchalant spirit. Plus the food from the kitchen smelled good. It was during those ungodly hours where my sleep…

Substitute Teacher

Hey there. How has your day been? I hope it was as successful the way you wanted it. My name is Kazungu Kahindi, that does not mean much now, given I am new to you. However, Antony entrusted you to my care while he is away chasing dreams and the perfect bus pictures-he’s always had…