“Mama, are you a footballer?” She cast a random question my way, something she loves to do lately. “No, are you?” “You know I am!” She says, in reference to the fact that I signed her up for soccer at…

If Bali was an adjective, it would define diversity. The serenity of its forested mountains, the spell binding charm of the waterfalls, the ferocity of its beaches, the enchanting vibe of its small restaurants and a culture of benevolence and…

My first impression of Zimbabwe was Kenya in early 2000. Unrealistically expensive airtime and data, numbingly slow internet, dysfunctional systems (we still have those though) and a people that are unbelievably insouciant about it all. When I bought my local…

I was 19 years old the first time I ever went on a date. This guy was dynamite, but age has taught me that the definition of dynamite will continuously change as you grow older, wiser and your preferences change….

On Saturday, the world cup fever finally got to me (three days later, I know). I had refused to be dragged into the fanaticism of soccer, even when it came to an event that is viewed by an average of…

This feature is in no way meant to glorify the use of weed. I strongly condemn it. (The use of weed, not the feature). Also, I am fully aware that sharing this story may not be a wise move. I…

*Its 8.19 am in Amsterdam and I am seated at the baggage area of Schipol Airport after an 8 hour flight, one that zoomed by like an asteroid given my level of fatigue. The plan was to write a feature…

She gave my face one last furry stroke, making me wish I was her canvas for a living. She then whispered, “You can now look.” Much as I was curious about the transformation, I wanted to sit there in complete…

You know how I know Kenya Airways is at a dead-end? Their check in crew are bitter half the time and will take out their bitterness on innocent passengers at the drop of a coin. “Where is your VISA?” yet…

I was going to write a feature about my surprisingly exhilarating experience in Seychelles but my mind feels like a clogged sewer. It’s 11:00pm on Monday evening and my personal trainer Brian expects to see me at the gym in…

At 6:30pm on a chilly Wednesday evening in September 2016, just as I shoved open the door and was happy to be finally in the warmth of my house, I received a call that numbed me to my core. My…

The first time she saw me in a long black dress, which was as rare as a leopard sighting given that I love my dresses knee length “Wow! Mama, is today your wedding?” I hear her small steps pattering up…