As far as Oliver is concerned, it is easier to spend the whole day counting the grains of rice in a 50kg bag than to approach a girl. He would
When he was dying that Friday night, I was having a cold Guinness as I grilled T-bone steaks because that’s what people do on Friday nights. Not that he preferred
I get off on many things in life. Except math. Math is frustrating. Math is like trying to untangle tangled up earphone cables in a hurry – you only make
Dear Client, Picture the good Lord – in brilliant white robes like burning magnesium – standing next to ravishing Golden Gates holding a paper that shines like the sun. That
Does Uhuru Kenyatta fart in his blankets? Does he make it worse by sniffing around as if hoping that this time it’ll smell like citronella? I know he’s the president
Maybe the devil isn’t a lier. Maybe we just put the blame on him to make ourselves feel better. Because blaming someone or something other than yourself is somewhat
As I quickly write this blog, I am struggling to find what it is for. Like what it’s purpose is. But then my blog has been quite dormant and I
A village in the middle of nowhere celebrates the achievement of one of their daughters who just passed her national exams and has now been called to a renown university
“Mūrīmi ndaunagūo gūoko.” Said a person who I have neither heard nor seen. I am not even sure if that is the correct way to write what they said, but
