What was your rock bottom moment? That moment or situation you can easily point out and say ‘that was my lowest’.
A fight or flight moment.
Mine came so recently, I can still taste the salty rock I hit when I got to the bottom.
True - life offers us brief moments with each other...but sometimes in those brief moments, we embrace memories that last a lifetime.
We do not remember such days; we remember moments. Imagine the look on estate residents' faces when the police arrived unannounced at a house party and surprised the revellers who were stunned, frozen.
“The house of the year,” was one of the comments in the Whatsapp group as other real estate developers marvelled at the photos of the new Tigoni bungalow. They were amazed by its design, the budget and the construction period.
Under the scorching sun of northern Kenya I paced lethargically behind a herd of cattle. The animals totaled 90 cows, and 42 bulls. I was their herder, and they were my only companion in the deserted arid plateaus where I grazed them. They scavenged for scanty shrubs as I listened to the Bluetooth radio that hung loosely across my shoulder.
“I hereby order and direct the nationwide dusk-dawn curfew to be vacated with immediate effect.” President Uhuru Kenyatta - October 20, 2021.
Life is mysterious. In high school, I was considered by the discipline teachers as a miscreant, and by my coach as a star. It was like I lived inside two universes. I doubled up as the captain for our high school rugby team and the Dining Hall captain. These roles were the expression of my duality, which up to now, had quadrupled. To say I lived a double life would be an understatement, since the paths I chose always branched along the way.
I met my husband at one of the five-star hotels at the heart of Nairobi.
He was a respected chef on his way up the ladder, and I worked as a waitress.
Call it a cosmic coincidence but for some reason, our shifts were in sync, and we got to see a lot of each other.
The Co-operative Bank of Kenya, on Tuesday, September 21, signed a loan portfolio guarantee agreement with the African Guarantee Fund (AGF) for small and medium-sized enterprises amounting to Ksh750 million to increase financing of green transactions in Kenya.
It is said often said that a man has two important days in his life: his birthday and the day he exits from this world. But I have a third one, the day I joined the university. I reported to school alone because my parents were away on a business trip. They were involved in mitumba imports and were always out of the country.
Just over a year ago, I plucked my 12-year-old like a weed and took all our belongings (no, that isn't true, I didn't bring, the microwave, the 43 inch smart TV, the 5-seater sofa, or the refrigerator, which all belonged on our 'most prized possessions' list) and we drove 47.5Km to the outskirts of Kitengela.
We stopped in front of a dusty 3 storey apartment whose paintwork had seen better days. A handcart with yellow 20-litre jerry cans tightly packed in neat rows was parked across the driveway.
"No water?" Lisa (my daughter) said. "This is where we are going to live"?