In deed, the little things we do to or for others can determine who we’re and or shape our destiny. I recall sometimes in the year 2008 or thereabout when I was in form three, I unknowingly landed on my first client. It was in RE; TENGECHA BOYS’ HIGH SCHOOL VS. JAPHET THE HEAD BOY & 2 OTHERS AND RAYMOND MISOI ~EX PARTE APPLICANT.

I appeared for the Ex Parte Applicant. The respondents never entered their appearance to answer my Client’s claims.

The presiding Judge was our class teacher, Mr. Chirchir who doubled as our English/Literature teacher.

Back then, the school monitors/prefects had immense and unquestioned powers that they could even beat up fellow students.

They happen to beat up my good friend (My client) for unknown reasons. In fact, they brutalized him with a broomstick🧹. I knew nothing about the law relating to human rights but according to my…

Title: The Defining decade, why your twenties matter and how to make the most of them now

Author: Meg Jay

Published: 17thApril 2012

I read this book about a week ago, one of the first I have read after revamping my reading culture. It was a recommendation from a friend and I can not be any more glad that we initiated a conversation that led to him telling me about it. Most people that know me are probably tired of me telling them about this book, because of my love for it. I so much want every twenty something to take a trip through these pages. Sometimes I feel like I should force them. I couldn’t be any more glad that I read it soon enough. I read it in two sittings but over the weekend, I went back to it which prompted me into penning down.

Flipping through…

The birth of the Kalashnikov did not give birth to war.

Do not be fooled.

Neither did the uprisings of protestors marching change any verdicts for any trial.

We are not in control.

Martin Luther King did not bring freedom for the westernized slaved men

And Mandela did not do shit for his kinsmen.

Screw the Obama craze of “yes we can“

And all of those nonsensical slogans.

Be gone with all your Greek mythology,

All your maths, physics and biology.

I want to know about me,

My history;

The wars, the Majimaji

The Mythicals, the Bacwezi,

My roots, MY reality.

BUT the reality IS THAT

We have lost our identity,

Our souls, our heritage,

Our ancestors’ stories now slowly fade to the back with the black lost ghost of self.

Left behind in a map and fled to a foreign land to try and understand why he couldn’t…

Titles are important. Which is unfortunate, because I struggle to think up a pithy title. But blog posts and writing gurus tell us that titles are important, so they must be.

Articles submitted to magazines are often renamed before publication. Publishers frequently publish novels with different titles from the ones dreamed up by their authors.

Titles matter.

I recently read a story that illustrates this well:Boat Drowns Lovers (by Justin Teopista Nagundi) on the flash fiction website 101 words (at https://101words.org/).

Titles are rarely counted as part of competition or submission wordcounts. With a limit of 101 words, this title was cleverly used to signal what the story was about. Without it, I might have struggled to understand the narrative.

So how can I find a killer title?

When I struggle to find the word I want in the pea soup that is my…