Lamu
Red Snapper in the House
I looked at the red hues of the fish and frowned. It was a curiosity frown, one that spreads over my forehead the dozens of times that curiosity strikes me on any given day. “Huyu ni red snapper sir!” This is a red snapper sir!' Magoma told me in…
Feasting on Rabbit Fish at Kiongwe
The village stared back at us silently. I was in the driver's seat and at some point, the car almost veered off the road as I my gaze lingered at the palm-tree-branch roofed houses that we were driving by at that moment.
Lamu Island's Yellow House
The rotting dhania, coriander, sat gloomily on top of the small fridge. It had been a sweet green color just days back in Mombasa when we bought it at Nakumatt, City Mall. But that was then. Now, thanks to a dead fridge when I arrived back in Lamu from Mombasa,…
A Joyous Night at Dudu Villas
The two donkeys were hurtling towards us with scared looks in their usually expressionless faces. Hot on their heels were three German Shepherd dogs. I stopped in my tracks as did Mulhat. As the man, I tried to look brave and behave as if I met angry German Shepherd dogs…
Lamu Island's Yellow House
The rotting dhania, coriander, sat gloomily on top of the small fridge. It had been a sweet green color just days back in Mombasa when we bought it at Nakumatt.
A New Chapter, A new Sunrise
Few sounds in the world are as beautiful as kids singing. Such was the beauty emanating from one of the classes of an outstanding school in Nairobi’s Kahawa Sukari suburb.
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The rotting dhania, coriander, sat gloomily on top of the small fridge. It had been a sweet green color just days back in Mombasa when we bought it at Nakumatt, City Mall. But that was then. Now, thanks to a dead fridge when I arrived back in Lamu from Mombasa,… in Lamu