Juja & Super Metro: a classic tale of brand zealotry

Here in Juja, there are days when the tropical sun is unforgiving, roasting live skin and ironing worn garments with nature’s uncut cruelty. From afar, it spits innumerable, fiery rays, and watches them launch into Earth’s sky with a daunting smile. The rays strike with insignia; mirages on the wide tarmac and trickles of sweat … Read more

Mayday: minds captured in social media

Somehow the finger hovers over the screen, indecisive as a dragonfly of its next move, but ends up swiping and scrolling to the same spot, again! Much like an obsession, whenever the hand gets a hold of the phone, the finger is overcome by an inexplicable frenzy, and all it wants is to dangle its … Read more

Training day: moments that made us into engineers

“Tang!” The box hit the ground, weighty as a short put ball on the palm of a frail hand. Unsettled by the fall, its elements followed into an immediate tussle. From the short lived turmoil emerged a signature call; a mechanic’s call to work. It’s the one custom all mechanics observe. No serious work is … Read more

Contentions with the Moon

Moon, I’ve been watching you, and I’ve seen how you lie lazily in the daytime sky, till it’s evening. When the night draws its invincible curtain upon the Earth, there you are, you light up. While other humans may admire your ‘moonlight’, I know at the heart of it, you’re a copycat; the lesser light. … Read more

The Nocturnal Migration: What it Takes to Survive JKUAT

Sitting five stories high inside the reputable institution whose name invokes high esteem for academia, this building dubbed ‘Technology House’ is a nightly home to JKUAT‘s (Juja) nocturnal scholars. A haven for all-nighters, Tech house has probably seen millions of gallons of midnight oil burnt over its tenure of service, all thanks to the 24-hour … Read more

Stoney Cold

Head shake. Another head shake. Yet another head shake, and still a lot more heads on the queue waiting to shake in defiance to the destitute face of the street pauper. Stiff heads won’t tweak a tad. Even their eyes lie frozen; the occasional blink ruled out for a moment. They seem lifeless and unresponsive. … Read more

The Human Condition – Vanity

It starts with rumbles and growls, the kind known as borborygmi in medic jargon. These are the sounding calls of a hungry belly, just about the nicest it gets when time is due for a meal. When the belly is done pleading, things might get a little ‘hangry’. Hunger pangs begin to bite. The belly … Read more

Grown up Eyes

Life on this tiny blue dot of a planet unfolds in successive phases. We all start out the same; as infants, helplessly wiggling limbs around, perhaps to swing our brand new muscles into action. You’d be surprised at how potent a mere swerve of a babe’s fist could be, or how firm its fingers clinch. … Read more

Serenity in the Natural

Hey, shhh… Shush. Let calm reign. Stick a megaphone into the stillest of sounds. Let them whisper, a little louder. Let the tranquil ambience set in, and soak in it. Therein; peace, safety and wellbeing come rushing to embrace. It’s the healing effect; a sorta afterglow of nature’s magnificent soundscapes. Oftentimes, an obliterating shadow is … Read more