My father and money

You know, it is very funny. My father had a lot of money. The bastard was loaded. Hence he was nicknamed MLUNGU. But, I never had any of that money in an ostentatious way. This means no money in my own pockets on most days. No needless toys (he hated toy guys, for example, because …

The dating game is a jungle

I remember parents in my neighbourhood who restricted their daughters from playing in the streets with other children. So they'd return from school and be indoors. On weekends, you wouldn't see them at all. I guess the idea was to have them away from boys. Which is a good idea. Boys ruin and hurt girls …

What I love about emotions

Over the years, I have met amazing people with whom I have connected deeply. And often, I always thought it was because of the things they said during our conversations. Some other times, I had no clue why I was moved by someone. Why I liked them. Until... until, I started being aware of the …

Constantly unlearning and relearning

Those are words, now etched in my title, I read as I scrolled through my WhatsApp contact list the other day. It was someone else's status message And I have to confess. I have not always enjoyed learning. Simply because when you start that process of learning, it is difficult to stop. As you learn …

Words are music to my ears

Kem is an amazing writer. Simple in his words. Theatrical in his vocal delivery. So, you can imagine how wonderful it is to read, say, a novel, while listening to such an artist's music. Sipping on sweet tea, too. The rain drizzling. I would not exchange this feeling for anything else. For a simple reason, …