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...