BY MIKE MUTHAKA Have you ever stood on Mama Ngina street, right outside International House, and one of the guards on the front steps is tapping on his phone, and a lady in a long dress is walking into the building and the sun has gone behind some clouds and
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BY MIKE MUTHAKA Those were sad days. Everyone else was as jolly as Christmas would allow but you were holed up in your room, missing the festivities, going through an existential crisis. Nothing made sense. Or maybe you were being paranoid. Maybe it was just the pot. Either way, you
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BY MIKE MUTHAKA It was one of the first movies I ever watched on DVD. ‘Planes, Trains & Automobiles’ starring Steve Martin and John Candy. The DVD cover was bluish and it showed an angry-looking Steve Martin. It’s a movie about an
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BY MIKE MUTHAKA A man sits behind a desk on the third floor of an old building. The room feels cramped. A stack of files have piled up on the desk – backlogs and small pressing matters. A worn and rugged coat hangs on the back of his seat, it
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BY MIKE MUTHAKA By the tap The water tank sat right next to a steaming sufuria. The path was rough and narrow. Three men queued up on the tank – taking turns to wash their hands by the tiny tap. The smell of nyama choma was alive, and the butcher-men
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BY MIKE MUTHAKA A tow truck sits on the side of the road. Cars circle the roundabout and go without noticing the truck. Some pass through Oilibya; they refuel and get back onto the road, giving the truck little thought. The truck is unoccupied. The windows are wound up. It’s
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