LIEND RERU: THE SMUGGLING OF A DEAD BODY FOR IT’S FUNERAL.

On the night of July 14, 1974, a non-procedural cargo was brought onto the Kenya Railways Platform in Mombasa, and loaded hurriedly and secretly into a Butere bound train. The cargo had no dispatch papers, no official approvals, and was not wrapped like an "official railway cargo. It wrapped in papyrus reeds all round. The cargo was in fact, loaded through a window,…

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JOHN KEVIN ONCE HAD A TUMOR
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JOHN KEVIN ONCE HAD A TUMOR

Death, in the African context, is extremely cruel. Especially to widows and orphans. When John Kevin was driven into St. Terrycam Secondary School in Rangwe Constituency, of Homa Bay County, in early March 2006, he vowed to never go back to the place he had all along known as home. And he almost didn’t. He arrived three weeks to the close of the…

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ANINDO THE SLEEPMASTER

Pale Sekondri School. We had to wake up on time. That was very important. A minute late, your entire day is cloudy, with high chances of punishment. We woke up early to do silly things they called ‘manual work.’ It wasn’t work. We were in a concentration camp of boys breaking their voices, and growing sharply protruding nipples. My parents, paid fees; for…

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EATING SCHOOL FEES

Fam, you know, sadly, I never 'ate' my school fees. Never. Not even once. As such, I have long felt like an outcast among my friends. Like I am missing out on life, or Eastlands didn't bring me up properly. Or something. Because all the current cool kids I know, like Allan Gichigi, Michael Kinyua, PKay Paul and Nganga Runo at one time in their high school days thoroughly…

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THEY STOLE A TRANSFORMER

A transformer was stolen in our hood when we were growing up. In the exact same way houses were being ‘obtained.’ One early Saturday morning, in broad daylight. And we were accomplices. But we didn’t know. In the 90s in Eastleigh, if you ever wanted to steal anything significant like a car, a house help, a bicycle or a transformer, you stole it…

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WANGECHI DRAMA PART II

Next day, Wangechi and her mom or aunt, not sure, come by for the bag. It’s a chilled out Saturday morning, nothing much happening. Luckily Ki Mungu Mungu, my mum is not home. But her two super effective espionage agents from Scotland Yard are at home. My sisters. Kwanza we hear a car pulling up. A brand new sleek Nissan B12 with tum…

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