If you know the “peculiar” habits of Kenyans, then you will know that we all stream to either Mombasa (for the beach experience) or upcountry/rural homes over the Christmas season. I always choose the later. It’s 23 Dec 2018. It’s all systems go. As I depart my Nairobi residence, I tell myself that I will… Continue reading Cash Bail of 5,000 or Give Him a Ride

It was a usual day in the house with the kids. My daughter, who sometimes tends to be eclectic, was having a field day with the gadgets in the house. The little ninja was busy on his bike. I was in my own world with my nose cancellation enabled headset watching Seal TEAM taking intermittent… Continue reading Of Parenting Digital Natives

This Kenyan phrase has done its far share of rounds on social media platforms to mean “You will know you don’t know”. I took trouble to know that this is an old psychology – The Four Stages of Learning. Written by Calvin Sun. Stage 1 – Unconscious Incompetence (when you don’t know what you don’t… Continue reading Utajua Hujui

I walked out of my hotel room with one intention – locate a convenience store to buy a nail clipper and chewing gum. Chewing gum has a special place in my house. My son who will be 3 soon likes chewing gum. He doesn’t ask much. Just chewing gum. He will also be very specific… Continue reading Musings from my East Africa travels.

I have had these two scenarios on my head and both have been disturbing: My son and I are on a Boeing 777-300ER. The captain together with his/her flight crew are all flat out and the announcement on the intercom goes “we are initiating emergency landing procedures”. This is as a result of multiple engine… Continue reading Daddy Son Coaching – Lessons from the Swimming Pool

This weekend I found myself in a stylish barbershop. I had gone to trim my beard. Initially I had promised myself that I would try do a month without a cut. Not until my little prince started picking “some whitish stuff” on my chin. That tells you that the effects of 4th floor are slowly… Continue reading Daddy, what hairstyle should I don?

In fair Lumakanda, Kakamega County, I lay my scene. This has been a weekend of sorts. The backdrop of this weekend has been death! On Saturday, I attended a wedding between Lady Jane and Rev. Ngereso at Likuyani. Mwana wa Lijondo, as he is commonly known, was wedding Lady Jane. Let me tell you the… Continue reading Death, Oh Death – Not Again. Please.

My dad rested exactly 15 years ago today. Up until his death, ours was a cold relationship. He was not present in my life. He wasn’t in the life of my siblings either. His was a life that, mostly, I can only take lessons of – what not to do as a father. Yet I… Continue reading Happy Fathers DAY

The meeting in the boardroom was about the impending retrenchment. Mr. Mukazi was not going to be any unclear in his words this time round – the repercussions notwithstanding. When he called me by my surname (as Mr. Akelanze) and not Georgy as he (and most of my colleagues referred to me), I knew things… Continue reading My wounds only got septic – Part 2