Dan Mue

With an eye for crookedness, a mind distraught by ill will, and a heart inclined to latch onto safety; half a dozen people stand beside the road weighing options: to board or decline. A new arrival hoots and halts into the stage as its door slides open. Barely an eye’s wink later, some rowdy tout … Read more

It started as a tweet, then it turned into a strange cultural dissent, and now, here I was, seated across a counsellor, resounding his words in my head, “Hey, you have to embrace who you are becoming.” Once more, the ever stubborn question resurfaced, “Who am I?” It’s funny, a minute ago you felt aware … Read more

“Yoh, me nitakuswop!” Translation: “I’ll swop you!” (The Brit’s version of ‘swap’). If words and faces ever made impressions, this would be the textbook definition. Looking back, this chilly phrase made such a profound impression on the campus band crew. So remarkable was the phrase, it damn well deserves copyright. For such kind of impressions, … Read more

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

“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

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

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

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

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