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!
Lavenda Amunga One thing I know is that there are lecturers who be it through osmosis or diffusion, will not walk the angelic streets that lead to the man upstairs. Kwanza I’ve heard that most of today’s lecturers like to ‘kula vithuu’ as my cheeky friend would call it. The wrath that awaits them… Takes me back to three years ago when I was this … Continue reading Lectures who like to ‘kula vithuu’ will not go to heaven, period!
Lavenda Amunga Based on true story of Bill Owiti …but again, the new sage on the block, Wavinya Ndeti, was actually right when she meticulously came up with the adage that goes, ” Yaliyo ndwele sipite.” Come to think of it, there is a meaning. Ladies are a people I would never want to be associated with, ever again. Sadly, thanks to them, i lay … Continue reading ‘Yaliyo ndwele sipite!’
Don Benzo Just got home from the longest semester in campus. You know, after the lecturers decided that the almighty shilling was more important than nourishing the minds of the future generation and went on that long ass strike that saw us having two more months added to our already lengthy semester. Getting home for the holiday came as a relief. It also presented that … Continue reading Holiday Chronicles #2
Don Benzo She pressed a blue button immediately below the steering wheel and the gate obsequiously rolled to the side and paved way for the Pajero to pass. She lived 45 minutes from Eldoret town. Calling it an estate will be apt but not quite. It is more like a village seasoned with modernity. The houses were far apart. When I say far I mean … Continue reading Holiday chronicles #1
Don Benzo The other day I was holding court with the boys at one of the campus hostels, I don’t remember exactly what we were talking about but I am sure it was about chillez because it is the university and men cannot leave on bread alone but on every knickers that he sheds. In campus as men we are not judged by the content … Continue reading Telltales of an idle mind