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  • “Developers have no life” Today it's abit free style as we enjoy life the best way we know. It's been several years now since I joined this field of…
  • Life at 30(2) It’s a good morning from this side of the planet, the sun is up as it's ordained. Now gazing at my mid thirties and responsibilities…
  • Life with my son… It's a feeling that feeds the imagination of walking down a well trimmed forest with a big smile on the face, taking in the fresh…
  • Kaari ka Meru Kaari ka meru narua kauga twite ki gwetu. Mbithirite nkiiriria kwandika na kiimeru kagita gakaraja indi narua ndauga kaba kiigwetu. Ntienda kuriganirwa naria mbumite, muno…
  • Our story with the… When I opened this pad just to write about a couple that I deeply love, my fingers pulled up unknowingly and my thoughts got lost…

dairy to Agnes (3)

23/07/86 I have spent the whole day in the room, confused more than before. The little strength I had gained from my new friend ‘the nature’ is vanishing. I don’t know whether he knows the harm he has caused in my healing wounds. My dreams were always made alive by the new friend but he…

Diary to Agnes (2)

20/07/86 The golden rays of the sun looked wonderful appearing from the horizons of the earth. Its cool at the beach and the surrounding is excellent. Is this day created for me? I guess you are saying “ofcourse it is” but my heart is still in doubt. Here everything seems to smile and birds are…

A Diary to Agnes (1)

(This a fiction Diary to a childhood friend (Agnes) who went abroad) 17/07/86 Dear Agnes, It’s a cold morning here in Meru Kenya and everything is as usual, except the lateness of some morning hours activities. Mine is to think of some bothering issues in my life. Agnes you have been a friend that I…

Life in twenties (2)

here we go…still on life in twenties …everybody did it as if it was not being done.None could talk or ask what to do,instead all went silent. funny enough my neighbours had come with their small siblings which needed to be carried at some points in such slippery valley. In all that we still had…

Life in twenties (1)

All is catching up as if its not and all is changing as if I wanted it to be. To take a minute back in some years down the line when nothing was anything where I couldn’t tell whether it’s on Monday,Tuesday…or whichever the day. You remember those times when you could not differentiate anything…