Category Archives: C’est la vie

Making Lemonade

“The president is dead!!” someone whispered. “What?” Jane asked. And then she wished she hadn’t.  See, the President-Jomo Kenyatta-wasn’t supposed to die or at least, one wasn’t supposed to imagine his death. It was treasonable. And yet, as if defying … Continue reading

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Somewhere Between Now and Down That Aisle

A friend of recently sent me a text that said ‘We broke up! Imagine!’ She had been dating this big guy who, as it turned out, was just full of himself. But I didn’t immediately assume that they’d broken up … Continue reading

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Love Lies Bleeding

Chocolate, roses, dinner on a plane en route to a secluded island, gifts, presents, Uji in bed, a drive out of town, chocolate, a surprise, flowers, something spontaneous, presents, more chocolate, more dinners and more flowers. These were the answers … Continue reading

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Folie a deux; behind bars

In February 2003, Kenya was a country very different from the one we have come to know. Back then, Kenyans wore optimism like it was their favourite cologne. The spirit of anti-corruption hung in the air like thick fog blinding … Continue reading

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Folie a Deux

When I was 8 years old, my dad bought me a bicycle. It was not in any way extraordinary. It didn’t have the water bottle holding thingamajig, it couldn’t monitor my heart rate and it most certainly didn’t have gizmos … Continue reading

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Minority’s Report

It started with a Hi, as do most AA meetings. Always start with a Hi. It is ambitious questions like ‘How are you?’ or ‘Have you been?’ that are open to abuse. You ask an innocent question like that and … Continue reading

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Going to Boston

On a cold winter Tuesday in October of last year(ok, it was sunny as hell but I’ve always wanted to say that), I sat down with two friends at The Mug, one of the increasingly many Somali-owned restaurants in Nairobi. … Continue reading

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