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The son of Mwobithania opens his servers…and all hell breaks lose (Part IV of IV)

The son of Mwobithania opens his servers…and all hell breaks lose (Part IV of IV)

Click for Part I, Part II, Part III

“Praise the Lord…” that’s how those before me started their confessions. I was boiling with content.

“Do you, Sir, remember one early morning you were forced to drink the litre of raw milk you were taking to the collection centre?” I said pointing to an ageing dude in the...

Candid conversation with childhood river

Candid conversation with childhood river

 

Dearest River, I am seated here, on your bare bank because I must have a conversation with you. I have to because you and the rest of the natural world have been heard describing my species in such disparaging terms as; ‘catastrophic creation’, ‘God’s biggest blunder’ and ‘self-centred suicidals’.

First of all, I don’t even think...

Friends! The overrated, over-hyped burden. Or are they…?

Friends! The overrated, over-hyped burden. Or are they…?

Believe it, Christmas is just 10 months away. Yep! Looking to the front, is what they call it. Most of you think I should make reference to the Christmas that is barely a month gone. I won’t. And that’s because the month in question is longer than the other 11 combined.

But on second thought… what...

Of my girls, a man called Muchiri & why I’ll knock a random fellow’s tooth off

Of my girls, a man called Muchiri & why I’ll knock a random fellow’s tooth off

It is evening of a Thursday before a long weekend. There is no work till Tuesday for most Kenyans and Nairobi is happy. So happy that I bumped into a girl while crossing the road on the way here. She smiled softly and apologised.

Any other day, she will drill a hole in your toe...

Baba Mwende, his wisdom and why poverty is a choice…

Baba Mwende, his wisdom and why poverty is a choice…

“If you are poor, it’s because you have allowed yourself to be”.

These are not my words. They were spoken by some professor whose name I can’t remember, partly because it was many years back, but mainly because I didn’t hear it in the first place. What I remember is that the words left me livid.

My...

I still am Nebuchadnezzar Kirundiro wa Mwobithania (PART II)

I still am Nebuchadnezzar Kirundiro wa Mwobithania (PART II)

For PART I, click here

 

…that was refreshing, and worth. Let not the strange stench bother you. It is this black piece of soap I have found at the church tap and used to scrub by face with. Smells horrible, I agree, but way better than that fish in Pastor John’s mouth –he ate it a...

I am back folks…and Nebuchadnezzar Kirundiro Mwobithania is my new name (Part I of IV)

I am back folks…and Nebuchadnezzar Kirundiro Mwobithania is my new name (Part I of IV)

Yieeess people! It is I,

Perhaps we’ve met before. Perhaps we haven’t. Either way, it really doesn’t matter. And that’s because this right here is a very new me. Born afresh, is the terminology –I think.

Until 30 minutes ago, my name was Kirundiro; Kirundiro wa Mwobithania or Sufferer or KM if you have a lazy tongue....