My Random Stories

Hassan was shocked. "What is wrong with them? Why would they do this? I thought we were friends?"  It was a Saturday evening. He had come from playing with his friends. However, Kevin came by and whispered something to the others and they immediately turned to him and chased him. He left confused and angry. "Mom, my friends chased me away and I don't know why." "Its  OK  son, maybe they were tired and wanted to go home." "No. You know we play until 6.30 pm. Kevin came in and said something and the others were pissed off." "Don't worry son, go get cleaned up and watch TV." Hassan went away murmuring, still in a fit. He got cleaned up and put on the TV. "Moooooommmmm! Mom!" "What is it?" "Come and see" "This is YTV, reports are coming in that Militants have attacked a popular mall here in Nairobi and are killing indiscriminately. The attackers came in at 1.30 pm armed with AK 47s a

A year has passed since that dreadful day in September. (Photos Courtesy of Google). It was around 12.30 to 12.40 when my mom and I were having lunch. It was a sunny Saturday afternoon and I was preparing myself to go visit a friend who was recovering from a surgery at M.P Shah Hospital is Westlands. I had worn a striped purple and white shirt, my skinny jeans and sneakers. We left the house and my mother drove towards M.P Shah but she thought about passing through the Westgate road. As we reached the roundabout we were stopped by police and asked to use an alternative route since they were fighting robbers along that road. We faithfully complied believing that the robbers will of course be judged and punished by our “Mboys.” As we continued on with our journey, ambulances, security cars and personal vehicles passed us. My mother avoided them. She said it could have been the thugs or the police in hot pursuit and there was always the possibility of a stray bullet. When w