The keyboard and I have an abusive relationship, it’s toxic and the toxicity surprisingly comes from […]
The phone is our cybernetic extension, quips one of the oddly intriguing humans I follow out there. Elon Musk, if we are meeting for the first time.
Growing up and schooling in Butere - Sabatia was not all that fascinating, not with neighboring schools with names like Eshitsitswi, Enyenyesi, Eshinamwenyuli, Ebuchenya, Eshibanga and my very own Ebukolwe. I see folks joke on the interwebs how the name of the school was a contributing factor in performances, well not funny guys, folks in Emuyundi primary do not like that joke at all! Now in a bid to make the names a bit palatable, the prefix E would be dropped like a hot Potato.
My mother worked as a secretary in Siaya, the pay not all that and the proverbial ends would soon refuse to meet. Caught between a baby daddy who wouldn’t chip in and her meagre wages, her only option was to drop me off to her mother. Life in Kisiwa was hard, meals not assured, school fees almost impossible to raise.
I have never caught a break with the Taxi business. What fuels me is the massive gap in my environment and the boundless opportunities that can come with it. Do not be fooled, this is no low hanging fruit...
Sometimes back in 2004, “The facebook” was nothing but a campus fad. An online platform started by Mr. Zuckerberg to help profile fellow Harvard students and faculty. This later spread like wildfire
I struggled with how to even break the news to him. While at the hospital where I refused the nurses testing my pee, blood test only! Because I wanted to be 100% sure I was knocked up. I sent a picture of the test kit. His response baffled me, especially in hindsight.
Once upon a time I was the Town’s (Bungoma) high flying event organizer. What started as Whatsapp group hangouts was cultivated into a business model, Just that it wasn’t the best model there is. Sometimes back in 2013, having started my DVD shop ( popularly known as movie shop) I realized I had amassed quite the following 15 months in. I actually didn’t know this fact yet; Whatsapp groups were just catching on. What started as
Things got better, my step dad bought another parcel of land in a relatively better address and we moved. This was short lived however, when my mother was heavy with our last born..
Not always the studious type, never have been really, save for a few random moments back in Chavakali high school when I was trying to make head or tail of the Mole concept. My lackluster relationship with books has been ongoing for the most part of my adult life till I threw a self-intervention.