My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Jesus died for me, that I understood from when I was young. He died to take away my sins. I got born again on the eighteenth of October 2003. I was eight years old by then. I did not completely understand all this salvation business but what I knew was enough to make the littleContinue reading “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”


In my quest to read African books and specifically Kenyan books, i came across some of the popular writers such as Meja Mwangi, David Maillu, Margaret Ogola, Grace Ogot and Ngugi wa Thiong’o. I love the fact that some of these books one can read in one sitting. With time I’ll be sharing my reviewsContinue reading “Book review: STRIVING FOR THE WIND”


I always thought me and Him were friends. In our conversations I would try and be sincere as possible. No secrets between us. I would tell him everything. We were friends, so no need to be ashamed of anything. Plus after all he knows everything about me. I’m just doing the formal part. I wouldContinue reading “I ALWAYS THOUGHT THAT ME AND HIM WERE FRIENDS.”

Would i take a bullet for myself?

Had you asked me that yesterday or today morning my answer would have been an automatic yes. I mean, it requires no thinking if i can love others unconditionally and with everything i have then how much more so do i love myself? But a walk to nowhere in particular has revealed the opposite. SoContinue reading “Would i take a bullet for myself?”