Category: Manhood

Bachelorhood is as treacherous as it is exciting. Sometimes I stagger into my bachelor pad late in the evening, whistling, a paper bag of supper in hand and

It starts with a date. You see her approaching, she’s in a pink, racy minidress that exposes most of her smooth, young skin and accentuates her best assets.

Life sometimes astonishes you, chaps are usually the ones calling girls in the wee hours of the night looking to get inside their knickers. It feels adhoc when

If there’s something I love about having breath its being aware. Watching kids playing and realizing that the boy who says “baba yangu ni mnoma kuliko baba yako”

Nothing good ever comes out of something with a name in the lines of Hawaiian screwdriver. Drama and kerfuffle is always lurking behind such names as do Caro

After the National park and the museum the other tourist attraction in Nairobi is our women. I like watching women, who doesn’t? Even women like to watch women.

“I don’t want to get my knickers in a twist by saying which woman is better than the other, every woman has something to bring to the table.”

She has big beautiful eyes, chubby cheeks and broken braids, she sees me approaching and her eyes light up like a Christmas tree. She’s a phenomenal ball of