I closed my Bible, switched off the light and cried. The fact that Nehemiah's donkey couldn't make it up the rubble of the ruined city walls wasn't what moved me to tears (albeit Biblical), what caused me to cry was indeed the title of a Drake song I've never actually heard (my cousin Tumi would be … Continue reading Life: No New Friends
Over the past few days I've been reading Proverbs 10 and verse 11 really stood out to me and it pretty much says "The words of the godly lead to life..." If you've been following my blog you'd notice some inconsistency with how often I post and it has been stressing me. I have big … Continue reading Writing: I’ll Be Honest…
Train Car stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters people and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story. Special thanks to Rahma, Ruqayya and Aysa for the Swahili translations and names. 🙂 Date: 26th February 2016 There was no point of … Continue reading Story: Kenyan Edition ~ Nakumatt Ukay, Westlands
Part 2 is here finally... catch up with part 1 here (or simply refresh your memories) Train stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story. At 32 he stood tall and confident with his … Continue reading Story: The Bakerloo Line ~ Oxford Circus to Charing Cross Part 2
Train stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters and I’ve intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story. Date: 27th January 2016 She had always been the tallest girl in school, now look at her, a tall woman. Not just any kind of [tall] … Continue reading Story: The Bakerloo Line ~ Oxford Circus to Charing Cross Part 1
Train stories ~ Short fictional stories inspired by real train commuters and I've intentionally not given the characters names. If I see you, I just may turn you into a story. Date: 29th December 2015 Pecks (no pun intended) and muscles at 90° poking out of his seemingly tight coat, but he didn't care - for … Continue reading Story: Peckham Rye ~ Platform 3
Dear Layide 