By Brian Nzomo. It seems like the future of Kenyan football is becoming more dreary. FIFA banned us from participating in International fixtures. Power tussles simmering at the helm between the disbanded FKF and the ministry of sports have afflicted the sport incurably. FIFA condemns the suspension of the Nick Mwendwa federation, an entity thatContinue reading “LET’S NOT THROW AWAY THE BABY WITH ITS BATH WATER.”
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YOUTUBE UNIVERSITY OF PUNJAB.
By Brian Nzomo. In Facebook, we jeer and taunt Indians for their egregious behaviors. Justifiably, they rouse irritation when they hit inboxes of random account users to request for nudes. Women are particularly irked by these characters. The Facebook Jagjit Singh is a disrespectful bloke who targets random women with his poorly constructed English. HeContinue reading “YOUTUBE UNIVERSITY OF PUNJAB.”
THE MONSTER CALLED POLICY: HOW THE GOVERNMENT’S UNHEALTHY OBSESSION WITH POLICY OVER PEOPLE DENIGRATES REAL SOLUTIONS.
By Brian Nzomo Teachers and students were injured in an nightly ambush that occurred in Kerio valley after bandits prevalent in the geography peppered their school bus with bullets. Years and years of internecine conflict between pastoralist tribes and bandits are yet to be quelled. The minister of Internal affairs and national security, Dr. FredContinue reading “THE MONSTER CALLED POLICY: HOW THE GOVERNMENT’S UNHEALTHY OBSESSION WITH POLICY OVER PEOPLE DENIGRATES REAL SOLUTIONS.”
MY OLD MAN
By Brian Nzomo By the time I was in standard seven, there was no single moment my father had raised his hand on me. Partly because I was disciplined and drew myself away from trouble, but also because my mother took the lion’s share of the responsibility to discipline me. And she did it withContinue reading “MY OLD MAN”
HUMANITY SHALL FIND RECOURSE IN ITSELF – IT HAS ALWAYS DONE.
By Brian Nzomo “How do you deal with the glaring meaninglessness of life?” I am asked every time. “Certainly, it would be plausible for anyone to embrace religion to find meaning even when its foundations seem to be delusive and farcical!” I am constantly reminded that religion is a placating little lie that we repriseContinue reading “HUMANITY SHALL FIND RECOURSE IN ITSELF – IT HAS ALWAYS DONE.”
NOSTALGIA OF THE WICKED : HIGH SCHOOL CLUBS – A REMINISCING OF THE MUNDANE.
By Brian Nzomo. *Sigh. I don’t think there were any entities as obtuse as clubs and societies in high school. And to imagine one was forced to join or participate in them (at most 2 clubs). An ordinary punk like me could not join either the St. John Ambulance or the Scouts club. These wereContinue reading “NOSTALGIA OF THE WICKED : HIGH SCHOOL CLUBS – A REMINISCING OF THE MUNDANE.”
MAADILI LUMBWI – MIHEMKO YA MAADILI YENYE NYENZO ZAKE KATIKA DINI.
Na Brian Nzomo Kuna suala zito sijapata kuelewa vyema katika mfumo wa maadili ambao Wanadini hufumbata. Wengi wao wameamini kuwa maadili, utu na urazini umekopolewa katika uaminifu wa miungu na vifungu vya maagizo viaminiavyo walitukabidhi ili pasiwe hekaheka yoyote au mkwaruzano baina ya binadamu. Ila kuna masuala kadha wa kadha ningependa kusaili kuhusu imani hii.Continue reading “MAADILI LUMBWI – MIHEMKO YA MAADILI YENYE NYENZO ZAKE KATIKA DINI.”
STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.
MWANAIDI’S STORY By Brian Nzomo Brian, I have muzzled this darkness for long and I don’t know how long I can let it enshroud me in secrecy. I am a thirty year old single mother. I have a son, Jeremy, who is a month shy of marking his ninth birthday. I also have a boyfriendContinue reading “STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.”
STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.
KIPTOO’S STORY. By Brian Nzomo. In the year 2012, I was posted as a teacher-in-practice at Londiani secondary school, together with my colleague Derrick Njenga. It was the moment we had waited for earnestly, as this was the final stride before graduation. I was particularly exhilarated because many of my relatives had confided in meContinue reading “STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.”
STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.
MICHAEL’S STORY. By Brian Nzomo I was seemingly satisfied with the type of lifestyle I was leading until I made a three-day stay at a cousin’s place. Frank was an year older than me, and I considered him more handsome and outgoing. He was also fly, enigmatic and passionately ethereal. But one thing about himContinue reading “STORIES OF THE DILAPIDATED HUMAN.”
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