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 004: VERDICT
Anastasia had been strictly raised in a Pentecostal church all her life. As a matter of fact, her dad had been a pastor for decades. Hence it was too shocking and agitating for the world of Kwa Nguku and neighboring villages to grapple with news of a pastor’s daughter allegedly getting raped during a... Continue Reading →
MILLENNIAL ZONE 003: STALEMATE
For the last two months, there has been a series of demonstrations marked by every spirit and breath of a typical street demo. From whistles blowing to boda boda hooting and placards bellowing #JusticeforAnastashia, men and women venting their anger out, with some rolling on the road with all gist of theatrics, some waving twigs and... Continue Reading →
MILLENNIAL ZONE 002: BASH
Njagi happened to have taken part in a back to school discotheque event that was organized last December holidays at the outskirts of Kahuruko Township by high school and campus students from his village and the neighboring. Predictability, given his mother’s strict adherence to church and considering she was the leader of praise and... Continue Reading →