personal blog

The night was cold ,the wind blew as if  angry at the houses in its path,evidence of the season I hear being called ' Mbura ya Njahi'.At a distance ,an owl howled ,frogs croacked all over, crickets punctuated the night ,and once in a while, a stray dog remembered that  was what it was.In the smoky hut, a grandmother and her two granddaughters sat around a fireplace,fueled by shelled maize cobs. Of course I know a few of you that know smoke is unhealthy for the eyes and could get me facts,but that is a norm here.In fact,a smoky kitchen is a sigh of life in the home and even better,one that's not under threat of starvation .You only know life in the country side if you've lived it .Otherwise, it will be a story that many do not relate to ,a mystery yet to be unravelled and a dream no one desired to get into but some how live it;I mean,the fuel used, the farm routine, handling animals that are wild and out. They chatted the night away alone, the frost was bitting into t...

"Crazy, loosing my mind,going bananas, death roll for the asylum"......I am listing all the adjectives I am using to describe this bridge .The thin line between choosing to let go and choosing to stay, between here and there,now and then,you and me. I kept my head above water when you made everything water under the bridge.  Let  me show you how much, gallon by gallon .Maybe then you will understand why you're flogging a dead horse, why pursuing me is wearing your spirit out and driving me to the brink of my emotions. The ship sunk!another took sail. I guess you were so wrapped up in your head  you didn't even realize you were flying all over the place while we were drowning .This is done" He looked at that text again.Checked its sender and wandered how he got here.Casey was leaving.From the tone of the text,she already did a long time ago,only he was realizing it then. Just how blinded was he?Did he get that lost? He knew deep down he loved her ,but he was a m...

"Relax Rachael.It is just coffee. If I was to ask you out on a date,it would be to sweep you off your feet and out through the window." "A girl can dream,I wonder how that would feel,"she said. As the words left her mouth,Ash knew she  had found a thread to pull .One way or the other,he would find her vulnerability and manipulate it .Its funny how human beings, I mean girls  reveal their deepest of desire over coffee or popcorn in a few sentences. Rachael wanted to be loved. She was just a few hours into campus.It was politically incorrect to be unravelling herself to Ash seated opposite looking at her with a penetrating gaze that pierced her soul, as though he was trying to read her mind .In her head,Rachael was replaying the last conversation she had with her church sister.She knew that she should be warry of the devil and his deviousness. What they didn't tell her is ,he had a  handwriting: cute boys that exuded charm and an aura of confidence ,you can...

Time, they say is the master healer . That with time, I will forget that you came That you made me come In  the morning ,dusk to dawn They say I give it time But just between you and me, Its like thunder and lighting, Natural elements we have no control over, You hurt me without trying , For I gave you the keys ,and a kiss to my heart, I opened my darkest thoughts and in my most clouded moments,you walked in the rain with me,but now, The temperature keeps rising  I hate what I feel , Like a jackal that hid within, you fed on my anxiety and insecurities, my anger And one day,you turned it all on me!! So,stop lying and crying, when you are the one that walked away , That spread rumours that you're over me,.we're over, Looking back right now, the joke is on me Hell,I didn't even realize it then. It wasn't a rumour, it was my delayed truth ,my lie,that was a truth then, If that's how you feel,why does your face leak now that I accepted I was never goo...