They say that a picture is worth a thousand words, so why don’t we put that maxim to test today? By the time you get this post I will be 11,366.7 km away (thanks Google!). I am saving my brainpower…

I have been staring at this magnificent hill for about twenty minutes trying to gather courage to write. At 6.00am, the sky is dark and the hill only appears as a silhouette. I imagine that suddenly the curtains will fall…

Someone once told me that a reader wrote to him saying he wanted to cuddle with his words. I was appalled. What made it worse was the fact that this reader was male, and obviously so was the person whose…

It is 6.00am and I am at JKIA waiting to board a flight to Mombasa for a work event that takes place in the evening. I hope to publish this post before the flight takes off because once I get…

Over the past long weekend that culminated in Labor Day, my family and I traveled to Mombasa together with another family that is close to our hearts. We had an interestingly thought-provoking experience which I will sum up in five points and…

A month ago, Xena’s school set out to present a play to the parents as they always do every Easter and Christmas. A week to the play, her diary had this note slipped in. “Please note that the Easter concert will…

I had planned to run a feature which would have made for quite an interesting read on an insipid Monday morning. It was more like those days when you dress to kill and you want to take over the world. You…

On Saturday evening, I was feeling a little blue. You know the feeling you get when you miss someone desperately? Only that I was missing life. The boys were at the club all day playing golf. The kids had gone for a tour…

At the Pizza Inn outlet in Valley Arcade, Xena spots this green monster like toy at the convenience store. It’s round, the size of a tennis ball with spikes all over and an elastic band in the middle with which…

It’s 8.55 pm, Tuesday evening. I am holed up in the office trying to catch up on my studies. Things were going on well until I got to the end of chapter questions which sucked all the life out of…

Prior to this trip, I had wanted to visit Lamu for about three years. Every year, whenever I needed a break I would imagine the sea calling out my name and teasing me with its undulating rhythm. I would end…

Don’t you guys miss the days when letters were life? When we would actually take time to buy delightful writing pads and sharp-pointed pens (for those with horrible hand writing like me). The elements of an impressive letter were incomplete if…