Hi Dad, Am typing this missive from the comfort of a room in Migori County where am being held captive......by your three nephews, Paul Ollando, Don and Cecil. Now don't start freaking out, am OK. In fact, I tried escaping on a certain night but then I remembered the fun I was having so I… Continue reading DEAR SWEET OLD MAN
When I requested this friend to write a creative piece for my blog he was quick to answer, "Am a lawyer not a creative writer Anyes!" He has this bad habit of debauching my name.
I hope this epistle finds you well. I have been meaning to write this earlier but I kept procrastinating.
I was busy editing an article on my phone when I heard a deep voice ask, “Hello, is this seat vacant?”
It was a rainy Saturday morning. I was seated at his bedside and could tell that he was unsettled from the way he kept tossing and turning. There was a table on the other side of the bed. On it, a glass, a jug of water, a tub of natural yoghurt and his phone. I… Continue reading BED NO.17
It began with a dare from my crazy friend
I can swear at that moment, I saw my 15 year old self with her dreams to conquer the world