There is something I need to say: after that whole incident in Bulbul, I was genuinely sorrowful. Not performative sorrow. Not the kind we manufacture because we know we are supposed to “feel convicted.” No. This one was real. Because deep down, I knew the issue had never been about casual labour or boda boda […]
Con Games: A Story Continues.
I have found myself in a police cell… I am in the process of learning one of life’s greatest lessons on trust and mingling with wickedness (Wicked people) or something in those lines. This is how far we have come… Previously I hire a car for reasons I cannot explain better, I don’t know what […]
Meet My Wife: Part II.
Previously. As it turned out from the introduction, I was the devil in this whole scenario and the mentality was not just about to change soon. From the side of my eyes, I could see the way the wife was looking at me. I cannot even remember her name. I don’t think I needed to. […]
Meet My Wife.
Previously I am so pissed as I walk towards NgongRoad to get a matatu to town. Today has been a wasted day. Totally! I do not even know what to do next. However, I have already hatched a plan. I will come back to the office again tomorrow, and I will not leave until I […]
Useless Man!
Previously Settling down turned into a nap. I was still pissed. Even after the nap that I had hoped would calm me down, it did not work. ‘What was I going to do now?’ I checked within myself for any traces of aggression that would make me pull a stupid move. I took a shower, dressed […]