MILLENIAL ZONE 024: DOUBLE LIFE

Previously on Millenial Zone She lived in a bubble that travelled furiously fast. It all counted to money, with all the dangerous pinnacles permitting from its edges. Its players being the usual suspects; older men, drinks, drugs, soiled relationships and intriguing sexualism. Her body was a money maker thanks to her extravagance. Was it all... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 023: VINTAGE

Previously on millenial zone: https://andrewismme.wordpress.com/2020/08/15/millennial-zone-022-jamboree/ Mr. Mwangi cut out a very reserved personality. From the outside, he appeared gentle, with nothing much to write home about. He’d be easily overlooked as any ordinary tutor, that wore unkempt beard look and who harbored a liking for oversize suits. Moreover, he was not the razzmatazz type or... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 022: JAMBOREE

Previously on millennial zone; https://andrewismme.wordpress.com/2020/08/08/millennial-zone-021-flower-numbers/ It was a festival that brought together industry players from large scale flower growers, marketers, export agents, leading floral event planners, global flower buyers as well as flower enthusiasts across the world. It would feature floral designs, exhibitions and setups showcasing creative and diverse Kenyan floral culture. The event would... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 021: FLOWER NUMBERS

Previously on Mellinnial zone; https://andrewismme.wordpress.com/2018/10/12/platte-land-020-entanglement/ The Finance office was located at the farthest left corner of the main administration block. It's immediate opposite and twice the Accounts department would be the spacious Sales section where F.M's colleagues would burn their fingers replying emails regarding confirmation of orders and refreshing the company sales portal site to... Continue Reading →

CIRCUMCISION: CULTURE, CHURCH & GANGS

Photo credit: Pinterest Circumcision is one of the most revered cultural practices in my community. It is a mark of transformation and liberation, if you may. Liberation from childhood manners and anything that demeans boyish attributes. The physical mark that is painfully entrenched to the young man is a gate-pass to the lawns of adulthood.... Continue Reading →

LATE 80’S KIDS

I don't know what stood out in your childhood, nevertheless, as you ponder about it, I'm just about to sound old and dilapidated, okay, to some of you. Well, never mind, I'm neither that young. I'm a soul that struggles to be identified as a millennial. But technically I'm not one in as much as... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 019 – AFTER PARTY

Photo credit: kampusville.com After a successful MUST Zone inaugural anniversary celebrations, the after party went down at the city's nerve center of entertainment joints - Westlands. It was an invite-only affair with the Journalism Club members forming the biggest section of the attendants towing along their friends while Matiba University usual suspects otherwise known as... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 018: ANNIVERSARY

Time had rolled off in such a fast pace. The journalism club members were busy preparing for the maiden anniversary of the school mag since the celebrated launch. Everyone was upbeat and excited by the niche the mag had curved for itself. Blue chip corporate firms were jostling for the elusive space in the premier... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 017: INTERNSHIP

3...2...1 mic on, go...on air! Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main girl Sly Wangari and you're tuned in to the dopest of contemporary radio stations - Syokimau FM where breathtaking music plays round the clock. I will be your host for a couple of months for the Morning Drive show, ensuring I keep you... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 016: TRYST

They had numerously stumbled on each other, with the Dean of Students always imploring on her of their date especially after the incredible idea of the school mag. Speaking of which, the mag had become so popular that the Vice Chancellor of Matiba University requested for an audience with the brains behind it. Sly was... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 015: CUPID

He was the Finance Manager of a top horticultural farm in Naivasha. A medium height kind of man, fairly young until you met his landmark pot belly that seemed to aggravate his age. He described himself as a family man. He was a dad to three kids; 2 sons and one daughter. He had been... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 014: BREAK UP

2 months ago... After the startling culmination of their date, she got home, went straight to her bedroom, locked herself in and began sobbing for hours. Exalted, she muddled and kicked anything she came across from the shoe rack that was banged to the wall leaving its components running for safety under the bed, to... Continue Reading →

MILLENNIAL ZONE 013: LECHERY

They bumped on each other on one of the city streets. She was heading home after a busy day of errands in town while Njagi was up and about after he was done with his midday class. He held her gaze first, courtesy of her round hips that were running up and down like ocean... Continue Reading →

WANJIRU – AUTHOR, WRITER, BLOGGER

She is among few Kenyan bloggers bagging some tidy money out of outstanding writing skills. Her blog site is a meeting place for the big boys in the advertising space. Getting traffic for her site is a goal she has gracefully concurred. Her style of writing can only be ranked equal to or slightly better... Continue Reading →

THE LOST LANGUAGE

Does it worry you that you can't express yourself fluently in your native African language? Does it bother you that some of your affluent cousins, nephews and nieces are doing far worse? That expressing oneself exclusively in English or be it via emasculated Swahili discourse at the expense of the local dialect regardless of the... Continue Reading →

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