Collins Osanya In loving memory of the lips I never got to kiss, the eyes that never brought tears to mine, the meetings in the dark we never had and the glass smooth fingers that never clung to mine in a subtle fit of something near love, something nearing a platonic intimacy, I shall not, my dear love, mourn you in a bar. I shall … Continue reading And my mind, like the tea in my mug, won’t remember that you were here.
Don Benzo Who has ever bothered to find out how the Nazis raised to power. It’s unimaginable that people with such vile hearts can convince the majority of a nation to vote them in as a power then turn on them. Here is the thing, the Nazis never convinced the people, and they were never voted in. in fact, the Nazis took advantage of an … Continue reading LET’S…
Don Benzo It’s the middle of the day around 11am, the sun hanging directly on top scorching everything in its path. The heat is sweltering, tyrannical and scorched everything in its path. It’s the type of heat that made a mockery of the anti-perspiration body lotion by turning the paths and parks into sky lined ovens. I was sauntering to my daily grind in wondering … Continue reading JUST DO GOOD
Don Benzo “Do not trust a man without a vice(s)”. That was my two cents to a young lady who thought it was a good idea to ask me for relationship advice. The truth is I’m terrible at relationships and everything that comes with it including advice. The problem is this young lady holds me in high regards and I would hate to be tipped … Continue reading What’s his vice?
It’s the chomoka na fresher period of the year. Second years are feeling too hot to just cool their heels in their rooms and peruse pages of the Old Testament in attempt of learning something from the story of Joseph who run away from the thighs of that Egyptian Queen, as expected by their mothers in ushirika and fellowship. Instead, they (including chicks in second … Continue reading Flash back Friday : when a laptop and a smart phone earned you a fresher.
Collins Osanya No girl studying a degree course, not even under the influence of witchcraft or ovulation should flirt with, kiss, text back (unless it’s strictly classwork) or hung around a male campus MC, DJ, dancer, musician/music producer, photographer or model for more than two minutes unless she wants to be eaten kimandazi, cheated on, have her heart broken or her womb filled with a … Continue reading Were I a girl, there are men I’d never give two shits about!
Collins Osanya Let’s observe a moment of silence in honour of Chris Msando. Let us worship at his feet of unshakeable integrity, independence and professionalism. That aside, thumbs up to all comrades who registered to vote on Tuesday the 8th. You, my friends, are better than adults who have failed us, who have let kleptocratic regimes mutate into subtle tyranny that is turning our nation … Continue reading Friends and folks, now is the time for us to be comrades!