This time of year takes me two years back in 2007 when post-election violence broke out in Kenya. Human beings stopped thinking and allowed themselves to be brainwashed by politicians. We thought we were fighting for change, and for what we believed in while in essence, we were fighting for the interests of a few [...]

By Mercy Ojwang’

I have always been of the mindset that all human beings are inherently good. Yes, the tenets of the idealists do hold firm with me, even if only in a utopian world. In Utopia, people love one another for who they are, flaws and all. In Utopia, friendships are made easily, and enmity [...]

By Clifford Oluoch.

The two girls met outside Julie’s compound, the stone fenced Flat B of the recently renovated New Ngara Flats. They were almost the same height; same built, and looked the same age of 11. Julie, the neater and more presentable of the two was riding her old rickety bike and had [...]

Beauty Is The Best.
By Clifford Oluoch.

The stage lights blinded Frankie but she did not squint nor for any moment unnecessarily shut her eyes. “Focus on one spot and move your eyes around,” she remembered the etiquette coach telling them just before they hit the cat walk.
There were six girls who had made it to [...]

By CLIFFORD OLUOCH

It was while waiting for his car to be washed that Dr. Kioko called.
“Give me ten minutes and I will be there?” Felix told the doctor who wanted Felix to be there when the news was being broken.

Felix decided to walk to the Doctor’s plaza. He gave the car wash man shs.500 and [...]

Linda does not see surrogacy as “handing over” the baby, but as “handing back” the baby. “Because, the baby is not yours from the beginning,” she asserts.

Vengeance is not mine.

By Clifford Oluoch.

The news that Felix dreaded the most finally reached him. It was a still morning, the skies grey with scattered clouds, an indication of another warm Nairobi day.
“He is dead!” the rough male voice simply told him. “Come and collect his body!”
The room spun, a constellation of stars [...]

By Clifford Oluoch

7.48 a.m. Anne looked at the guest list for the umpteenth time. She wanted to make sure that all the members of The Club were going to be present for the workshop dubbed ‘Assertiveness is not Aggression’. She did not want any apologies; all had to attend.

Anne’s phone rang and she looked at [...]

By CLIFFORD OLUOCH

There was minimal talk as the four men acknowledged each others presence. The same strategic positions were taken by them and off we went. No one spoke. We all had this premonition that something different was going to take place. We hoped for the best as we snaked out of Eastleigh and when [...]