Travel
Leaving for Kakuma Refugee Camp
“Hey Nashibe!” I shouted to my sister through the window, “I’m going to Turkana!” She opened the door for me smiling, “so, you are going back to Turkana after two years. Same place?” I explained to her that this time round, I was going to Kakuma refugee camp, the biggest…
Haute Couture Fashion Made in a Maasai Village
We picked George at a small town along the Kitengela-Namanga road. He was a lanky guy with a spark in his eyes. The kind of spark that says, ‘I am ready to take on the world and will stop at nothing.’ I liked that. I am always on the lookout…
Changing the World from Bangalore
The group discussion was getting intense, like a sprint hurtling to the finish line. On my right was a lanky participant from Eastern Europe. He had a serious face but friendly presence. On my left was a bespectacled young man from Sri Lanka, decked in a tucked-in checked shirt. To…
The Magic of my First Time in Egypt
On that day that I left for my first ever trip to Egypt, my sister Gish escorted me to the airport. She always did this back then. Whenever I was traveling out of the country, papa would pray, then Gish, myself and any other visitors who happened to be visiting…
Mida Creek's Three Little White Birds
The Mida Creek boardwalk was rickety, swaying from side to side as Alex and I walked over it. Although Alex was striding along, my walk was more like a shuffle of a drunk hippo. The boardwalk was lined with two sturdy ropes on either side. Although I was grabbing them…
Finding Freedom in a Turkana Desert
The white goat next to me was looking at me with sympathy. Am serious. Its hollow eyes were staring down at me with a clear 'poor guy' look. I was sitting cross legged, leaning on the rough metallic walls of the truck. In the center of the truck were nearly…
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A Beautiful Breeze for your Habits
Jay Mow’s fingers raced across the keyboard faster than Usain races across 100 meters and longer than Eliud races across 42 kilometers. Jay Mow was the Messi of transcribing. The best in the field. He can type with his eyes closed. He can type as he conversed with his daughter… in Beautiful Breeze -
Will I Break the Morning Run Record?
It’s 3.32AM and am wondering if, when I leave for my morning run in an hour’s time at 4.30 AM, I will manage to break my current record of 5:46 minutes per kilometer, for the 12k distance. Am hoping I will, because I tend to break these records on Mondays.… in Morning Glory -
A Beautiful Breeze for Growing Your Money
What would you do to grow $10 into $20 within one week? Think about it deeply. Allow your mind to roam freely because imagination is the birthplace of great triumph. Stretch that one week into one month if you must, but by all means grow that $10. Double it. For… in Beautiful Breeze -
Cobwebs and Dewdrops in the Forest
Tuesday 14 July. Aaaaah! Those are buttress roots! I said when I glanced to my left and saw horizontal roots protruding form the wet soil. They grow horizontally so that they can buttress a tree even as they suck in more nutrients. I wish I could just know which tree… in Morning Glory -
Recapturing and Sustaining Life’s Momentum
Decision. Incremental. Consistency. Go back to the beginning and read those three words again. Now pause, close your eyes and imagine that you are writing those three words on the blackboard of your mind. Let them sink in because they can catapult you into a powerful present that births an… in Running, Cycling and Life Lessons -
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… in Lamu -
Welcome to Mauritius
There were three of us on the high table, and I was the only one dressed in casual attire. The two other gentlemen there were both in official shirts, tucked in properly. I was too excited to notice this discordant dress code. You see, it was my first time in… in Morning Glory -
It's the size of the fight in the dog
“It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the dog.” Mark Twain. David and his five stones proved this when he slayed Goliath. Senegal’s football team proved this when they defeated France in the 2002 World Cup. Kenya’s cricket team proved… in Inspirational Quotes -
Two Days in a Row
The main gate to our court was locked. So I had to touch it in order to open it. In these Covid-19 days, one thinks twice before touching public places. But I had no option, so I cast a glance at the security guard cubicle and opened the gate. The… in 200 Words Read more -
Like an Irresistable Flow
When I closed the main gate and matched out into the cold 4.50AM night, I wasn’t thinking that this could be the day when my running will pass a milestone. I just knew that I would run well. On Wednesday I had run alone in the rain for six kilometers… in Morning Glory