The Rest Of Your Life

It's the way you look at me, Like you're watching a beautiful sunset, By the beach, In Diani, Eating hot dogs with a glass of Asconi Pastoral. While the wind cools your broth. There's something about how you look at me. It makes me feel different in your eyes. Give me you for the rest …

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Ghosting

Good morning! Good afternoon! Good evening... Depending on when you get to read this. Now, today we don't get to do the usual #MondayBluez. I had this ghosting conversation with a friend over the weekend. We spoke on it in so much depth that I felt the need to share it here in the hope …

Mojito Makes Me Cry

When he died, how was that for you? I asked, feeling somewhat emotional. Sharlene’s eye bags were beginning to swell. Sharlene is this girl who, after she read Milkah's story here https://wanjikuthewriter.com/2022/11/21/double-daddy-issues/ she sent me an email, that read, “Foretaste: There will be suffering before we attain glory……” it sounded to me like a verse …

They Are Low Lying Extroverts

First of all, I want to apologize for delaying our wine. I should have served it on Monday. I know! But then, our country Kenya, was in the mood for celebration. We have sustained 59years of freedom and that is momentous. Even though we cannot boast of total freedom, I do believe we are not …

Love over Fear

Hey guys! Would lend me your ears a minute. No, three, at most. Okay? Ok! So, is there anyone in this room who does not appreciate the magical feeling of being in love? Anyone? Love, God’s gift to humanity, is a cake, your flavor of choice, so sweet that everyone wants to partake, right? We …

’22 Losses and Lessons

This year 2022 has for me been a year of losses. I have lost quite a lot of valuables. Two of them hurt the most. One of the two is still a chapter hard to read from. Let's turn the pages for now, we shall come back to it another day. The other one, is …

Double Daddy Issues

Tough as it may. Kileleshwa is quiet. Not as quiet as it were a decade ago, but yeah, it's quiet. Like a woman on the first day and a half after she’s married. She cooks and cleans with some gentle silence, dressed in her man’s baggy shirts and boxers, making all humble gestures that no …

Loud Silence

Photo Credits: geeh_photographer This Art is... quiet,Yet too loud to go unnoticed.I know the artist. Not personally no!But by interpretation of her creation.She's those folks who want their space to themselves.She's those persons who want to be loved,but when you love them,they will say you're loving them a little too much.that you're speaking to them …

I Can Fall For You Forever.

In the midst of the darkness that covers love,a darkness so black,blacker than the fiery Africa's slaves,I thank the nature of heart.It loves and believes even in it's brokenness.Mine, finds pleasure in loving you.I can fall for you forever. Meeting you was like...like listening to John Legend's Nervous,for the first time and knowing it would …

Legends

Anyone Can Be a Legend I'm a bit emotional today. People close to me have lost their loved ones over the weekend and I share in their grief by extension. For me, the closest I have come to losing a loved one, is a friend who was more like a brother. That is an indescribable …

Dawa That Heals Heartbreak

Java Dawa Heals Heartbreaks Hey there people. Happy New Week! I know it's been a coons age yes? I am sorry I kept you this long. Katerina, I see you there smiling already. Thairu, I see you sir. Cphie, I can see the anxiety ma'am. Anna Banana, I see you looking at me with contempt …

A Sip for Mothers

Mother's are Heroes too It's such a dull morning today. Or is it just me? Anyway, we are going to rejoice and be glad in it whatsoever, sindio! We shall all make it lovely. And before we proceed, I am serving special tea today. Say what there? You said something at the back there? Wine? …

Je t’aime

It's those big arms that press my head to your chest I love to write about Katerina. Because she doesn't mind that I write about her or that I use her real name. It's not often we find friends who allow us to write about them and so when we do, we are cautious to …

My Thirty Cents

"How does it feel to be thirty?" The older the Berry...? If you have watched The Men's Club, then are you familiar with the phrase. That's not the point anyway. I'm in a Nganya somewhere along Ngong Road as I write this. Nganya, for my people in Diaspora, is a bus. Not any ordinary bus. …

By The Edge of The Bridge

I must have given him so much power that he's reigned for years un-opposed. I have been his devoted puppet, always ready to jump at any jerk of the string. Brian gained access into my life to the degree that he logs in and out at his convenience. When he's logged out, all my calls …

Worthy Of Love

Babe! Wine on me tonight, you in? She asked. Always. I said in jest. Haha! Did I really need to ask? The question should have been, "Red or white"? Noted. Shall we do this again? Haha, Let's pretend it's what you asked and I'll say red. Ah! You too? Red wine is for fussers. Women …

The Foot of Thompson Falls

I find a shedload of peace at the foot of Thompson Falls My people, do you remember Joel? We talked about him here. The tall black guy I met in a matatu that evening the rains flooded the streets of Nairobi...Remember now? Well I needed a saviour and the shoe fit him perfectly. Because a …

Love Deserves A Day

Wine O'clock Silence please! A minute... All you people from the back there... a minute please! I know you are excited. I can see it from those cheerful eyes. You should be. It's a beautiful morning/afternoon/night (dependent on whichever part of the world you're reading from) I will be very brief. I can see some …

Let Me Take From My Cup

My mind has been wandering a lot lately. Whenever I sit behind this keyboard to talk about Joel, I get lost in my thoughts. My imagination begins to overlap with reality and I start to worry over things unrelated to the task. I eventually delete everything and tuck myself to bed believing it was some …

Divided Attention

When we fight, we go at it tooth and nail. We will be standing toe to toe at each other’s throats exchanging ugly words nearly scratching each other’s eyes out and splitting hairs. We will make an issue of something and we will cross swords fighting like cats and dogs. It’s unhealthy but also therapeutic. …

Un-cry My Tears

What If; So what if I still check under my bed? Before getting into bed; my bed that lacks warmth, At mid night, Just in case the thief sneaked in through the cracks, Only for him to wake me before the crack of dawn, Just when sleep could no more shun my yawn, Just when …

Hopelessness

I was his mint chocolate chip. Whatever it is Gab saw in me, is still a mystery. I was at my lowest. I always had on loose-fitting pants and t-shirts to hide my skin-and-bones. I had lost too much weight from the stress I was battling at the time. I had come from a marriage …

A Blessing In Disguise

Aatma is slavishly beautiful. She has marble eyes - bright and beautiful; they let her see things you cannot see. Like the expression on your face when you make a mistake. Should she gaze at you, she'll certainly reduce you to ashes.Her skin tone is a shade of brown; moderate brown and she stands at …

Talk To My Lawyer

Do you remember that Monday evening I told you I was meeting Masha? Yes? Okay we met. I know y'all waited for the bluez last Monday but I was cruising somewhere I couldn't be here. But here we are today. So, currently Masha lives within my hood. We had to meet at a local. Not …

SOMEHOW

SOMEHOW! Today, I woke up with some Adele in mind,I remembered my High School cubical buddy, Bridget,She had this strong euphonious voice; one very pleasing to the ear.She loved Adele’s songs.That’s how I knew Adele.That’s how I knew Someone like youI remember dedicating it to the first boy that broke my heart.I remember writing down …

Local HeartAche

Jared, (not his real name) called me one evening. I have not known his voice to have any kind of emotions. I have known him long enough to know he has a savorless speech pattern. Just flat. We went to the same school at some point. We were never really close though. I will not …

An Open Letter To My Dream Boat

Have you Loved someone who couldn't love you back? How did it feel?

Open Letter To My Daughter

Dear Little Seventh Heaven, For all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you. I'm not such a great fan of mirrors. May be because I'm very shy. The image in the mirror will go something like, "damn girl! you sexy piece of sh*t..." then I will feel sheepish and be …

My Cup of Hot Lemon

Friday's are unusually very long. Especially for me when I have a date with a story after work. My day job involves something far, very far, from story telling, but I get to hear more than enough stories before close of business. Like how this woman took a loan from the Bank for her ex-husband. …

A Half Baked Man

Usually when someone asks me to meet at Java, I get jittery. I am tempted to ask them, "Do you know my ex?" Then I get anxious over what their response would be. I am afraid they might say; that tall, dark, lean guy with black silky hair from the crown of his head to …

You Don’t Say No To Panda

Milly is a 28 years old single mum who caught herself in a circle of affair she hadn't anticipated. She has so far healed and moved on with her life in peace and boost of an unconditional love for her offspring

The Early Bird Caught The Worm

When Moses came to fetch for me, he bound himself to bring me back in the twinkling of an eye. He stood by his word. It did not take long before I could feel the stretcher on the move down the hallway. “Move! Excuse!” That rich husky voice must have belonged to Moses, the charismatic …

It Was Not Planned

whoever wants to get pregnant at 20 really? I guess every girl at this point dreams of the convectional good-life. You know the one where you graduate, get a good job, get married and live happily ever after."