How a Brown Leather Briefcase Beat a Platoon of Cops
Of my girls, a man called Muchiri & why I’ll knock a random fellow’s tooth off
- February 04, 2018
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- MoreTegs
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…
- February 04, 2018
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- MoreTegs
“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)
- February 03, 2018
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- MoreTegs
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...
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