18 seconds

He stood in the middle of two men and a lady , clad in red t- shirt like he had no reason to hide whatever amount of danger he walked with , the lady assumably whose voice was heard amidst it all ,alerting for what was about to happen ,like she had seen it before ,like she knew the drill ,she knew the end , nothing else showed ,nothing else sold the next 10 seconds events .

How connected are you

I still kept the line going as she cried her self to sleep , mumbling how unfair this life can get , I imagined her eyes swollen by now and her breath warm but chilly , I made it to myself to go and have a long chat with her ,I knew she could draw ,it’s one of the things I tried to beat her to and failed ,she was good at that ,I had to see her first thing when it dawned ,I said a prayer for her ,the line still on and disconnect just after saying my amen , ” Amen” I heard a sleepy reply just before the line it hangup .

Save our girls

“Manners maketh man ” this is one of the profile phrases thats from the not so famous but legendary movie ‘kingsman’ , personally the movie was great I mean who would not love a British accent on a fine suit ,unless you’ve been part of an orchestra in Spain or you are Mike Tyson.Still, what […]

Love like the drug not the disease

Love nowadays has become a field for public relations with the concept of smile to the public despite the fact that we are drowning in debts and domestic violence, instead of talking of how we can make the relationship stronger with our mates we brag of how we can juggle a couple relationship without our partners knowing

No nut zone

This time mtatujua vizuri ,tumefunga duka, itabidi mmepanda mboga

Don’t let me drown.

We all have our own unique amount and specific skeletons in our closets that we call dirty little secrets ,the ones we would literally die with or die for ,the ones we share only with our mental diaries as monologues

Love struck !

Under chesamisi falls ,
Where it all began and was concieved,
He watched as water ran through her hair,
How could one person posses so much beauty,
Eyes closed ,what else was there to watch ,
Water rolling down her chin through the rest of the body ,
Back into the river , nothing there went to waste ,
A beauty cycle it was ,a double tradgedy this was,
But only held by one .

Rules at Bay

Cenosilicaphobia – the fear of an empty beer glass ,this is appreciated here, we do not stigmatise.

Craft your mind

I think there should be a moment to remind my country people that there is still road at the end of this short festive tunnel ,it is a calous move to throw it all in for a three day holiday whose left over is completed on the new year ,then the trouble begins .

What if Adam was Eve

Imagine coming up with an idea ,working on the idea and later making it a masterpiece , something so perfect to the eye ,a glitter where there was no shine ,that silver lining on a dark shady cloud as the sun tries to penetrate through immediately after a short rain , something that has not […]