When you think he's innocent.

Two young sisters aged 6 and 8 living happily with their dad. I know you are already asking what about the mom? Oh, the mom left after a misunderstanding not know the hell she was living her kids to burn in.

Next door neighbour is a family friend, a respectable man from the outward look. But you all know what they say, never judge a book by it's cover. It is misleading and can cause you to make a mistake  that you might never recover from.

One fateful afternoon this "decent" neighbour grabs the sisters and drags them into a bush. I know you're not thinking that they are going for a hike.He is not.  He's  going to rape them and he actually does it over and over again for several weeks.

But where is dad when all this is happening? The shocking revelation is he used his girls to settle a debt with the neighbour. Here I am thinking that protecting one's kids should be the number one priority in this life.

This leaves a question, is there really a punishment for this?

Too good to be real.

It's this chilly and I can't get out of my bed. My plan for the is no plan. The calm of the surrounding and the chills of the breeze from the rain are my company at the moment.

Then boom he arrives. On his hand is a bouquet of flowers and red plums(my favourite). He rushes to give me a good morning kiss but am reluctant but anyway it feels so good. I cant resist.

He rushes to make me breakfast and am like after you left with no goodbye this is how you come back and expect me to take you back?

For the first time in a long time I have breakfast in bed. A romantic morning it is and unexpected one for that matter. But just before am done he says, " babe we need to talk". Because of my excitement I say, " babe I forgive you for everything and am taking you back because I love you and I live for you".

The next thing he says is, " actually babe this us can't work anymore". I begin to feel uncomfortable. After we just had a make up sex that's the thank you message? This was not happening until he said, "your mum has been the other woman, am sorry".

That killed me. My own mom has been screwing my boyfriend or is it my boyfriend who has been screwing my mom or have they been screwing each other? Whatever! At this moment I can't look at him because am so broken and so bitter. Am very mad at myself and I feel so stupid.

How did I not see all that happening right under my nose? But thanks to life skills I learnt that I am not the problem and I do not deserve them because they both deserved each other. I deserve better. I learnt to let go so you can too!

Gay?

Yeah, gay. Ever wondered whether being gay is a choice or is it just that the victims find themselves in that situation? And probably they have no way out, and even if they had how could they, with all the criticism in the world?

How many of you have even ever related with gay people on a one on one basis? How many have taken time to understand what exactly they go through on their daily basis? Is it even easy to open up in the society we live in and confess that one is gay?

Everyone is answerable to God anyway, when it comes to those who believe. If so why is everyone judging? Isn't that against the holy book? I thought that when the end comes, everyone will answer then, but till that time everyone has to live their lives the way they find it to be.

Anyway even the weather sometimes is gay and nobody criticizes it so be easy. Being gay is human too and if we are to conserve humanity, be kind to all.

Ouch! It never stops hurting me.

I remember my first shoe. The one that I bought with money that I had really worked for. That was like 10 years ago so you can imagine what size it is.

Yes, I said it is because I still have the shoe with me. The idea of giving it out ever crossed my mind once but the love I have for that shoe is overwhelming.

I wear it once in a while and there is something you need to know, it does not fit me properly. It hurts me every time I put it on but oh no, I can't let go.

What's that one thing you hold dear for over a decade? Maybe it's a gift, or something you bought for yourself. It could also be something you stole ha ha.

I hate studies!

I just hope that the efforts being put to ensure transition from primary school to secondary school is the same being put to ensure transition from institutions of higher learning to the job industry.

What happens when there are only a few working class and a lot of walking class? It's never going to be okay. Remember the shamba la Wanyama where the big ate the small? I tend to believe things have changed and a time for the walking class is coming.

Studies do not bring either equality or equity. For one to get a job, you need connections so get up and make the connections. I'm almost conviced that the end justifies the means especially when it is matters survival.

Nothing comes easy. Just grab the single chance that comes your way. At this point, there is no risk that is not worth taking. Nobody is meant to be poor forever and nobody is entitled to somebody else's right.

In the end all must survive.