I saw this note on social media and could not resist sharing. I don’t know the author – so I will publish it under guise of Creative Commons. Rights to the article will be attributed to Anonymous. Names changed for concealing privacy. ******** SUICIDE NOTE Dear mum, It’s with a heavy heart that I write… Continue reading This LIFE is not worthy LIVING

The week that ends has had a splash of horrendous happenings – love triangles. We have seen the epitome of a love relationship between a young, sassy, beautiful and brained lass cut short courtesy of her estranged lover. Ivy Wangeci – rest well. To the family, friends and comrades, my deepest condolences. Nothing justifies the… Continue reading From Slay-queen to Femicide – which way my Daughter

Today am playing role of guardian to Victor a form 2 student at Baricho High School. Baricho is a National School which is how Victor is who hails from Mombasa managed to secure a chance. This young lad is doing very well. The occasion today is an academic clinic. The moment when teachers and parents/guardians… Continue reading The Life and Times in High School

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?