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Nairobi City Skyline

It was on a Saturday morning. It was  one of my unusual days in town since I didn’t have an aim visiting the place. I just wanted to rotate around the place, get to know the city and manoeuvre through the city tunnels, lifts, etc to see new places and to meet  new individuals maybe to lit up my world. Not that I was a desperate woman but I hadn’t found my solace yet.I believed that some day, I would bump into someone great. It was such a strong belief such that I got at loggerheads with my friends because of it. I just needed positive thoughts about it especially at the age I was at.

Kelly Wambui Is my name. My few friends call me Kelly. I completed my undergraduate at 24 with a Bachelor Of Medicine N Surgery at Moi University and went ahead and mastered in Pediatrics. I haven’t done my PhD but am still planning to venture into it soon. My current age is 35. I am a doctor during the day at some hospital in Thika. During the night, I am a single woman who does her stuff inside my rented compound at Nairobi’s South B Estate.

This specific Saturday, I wanted to manoeuvre through town maybe I could get a new opportunity. I mean, I needed a man. Back in campus, I was the reserved type. I was an introvert. I didn’t want anything to do with “boys”. I called them. I just knew them to be fuck boys or hit and runs. That’s why I remained chaste for my 6 years at Campus. However, I still regret why I didn’t get someone there. When I came to do my masters, almost all the women we studied with were married and the men too. They all had families.  I was the only single humanbeing there. I still didn’t feel complete. What I craved at the moment, was a family. People I would get back to at home and spend the night with; Buy shopping for my family and have a sense of belonging. That’s what I longed for.

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PILLOW WET

all relationships start up happily . and everything seems to be so sweet.

all relationships start up happily . and everything seems to be so sweet.

It comes a time in life when you get tired of being submissive to someone who usually treats you like ‘just another stranger’. The ‘anger in you’, the ‘bile in your throat’ keeps getting bitter and bitter as the feelings become more and more pronounced. You can’t continue anymore. You are bored of being the submissive type you were. It reaches a time when you unleash your zeal and break free off the troubles of love.

Jane Wambui has been married for almost 6 years now. She is in an abusive marriage. She has been suffering since their second year of marriage. Her husband has been a complete opposite since the day he ganged up with a group of ‘drinkers’ and ‘boozers.’ The beatings, the loud noises, her ceaseless painful screams, her daily wet pillow covers, her careless husband has been the talk of the estate ever since.

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The ‘Black Pigment’ In a Lady’s Skirt

After attaining a certain age in this tradition, Asha was scheduled to undergo the ‘cut’ or as the say Female Genital Mutilation (FGM). It was mandatory. Failure to go would pronounce you an outcast of the society and nobody would allow you to their vicinities. She took her girth, faced the bull by its horns, and underwent the painful procedure. Only a small opening was left for excretion of liquid matter and painful bleeding sutures that made her persevere through a painful month. She almost died of excessive blood loss. They say by circumcising ladies, they preserve them to be married off as virgins. Men in the community value chastity and the reason behind the Cut. Adding on to that, after FGM Asha was to be married off to a ‘potential husband’ who she had never seen. These things happened in a strike of lightening.

sad sad and that bad life which no one deserves

sad sad and that bad life which no one deserves

The elders converged to a meeting and discussed about this girl called Asha. She was young but she seemed grown.

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