Let’s say you know a guy. This guy is young, he has to be, because there’s an age you reach and people can no longer refer to you as ‘guy’. He’s about 30 years old. A modern guy. By modern, I mean he drives a Subaru. No, scratch that, that’s too much of a cliché. He does own a car but it’s certainly not a Subaru and no, he doesn’t call it ‘my moti’. It’s …
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I picture a man, he's not young by any account. His hair is a forest of grey, his back is bent from carrying the weight of responsibilities. He walks with a stick. He's learnt to talk less and listen more. He smiles more often, and when he does, the creases on his face become more apparent. …
Someone asked me what it was like being a twenty-year-old mum, and I had to pause and think because from where I sit now I am not even sure how I made it. …
Have you ever wondered what defines ‘being young’? Is it an age thing, as in, can we say, for instance, that if you’re between the ages of 0-30, then you’re young? If that’s so, then what happens as soon as you hit 31? Do people automatically just start referring to you as mzee, or mama nani? If that’s not the case, is ‘being young’ a state of being? Those who say they are ‘young at …
When you lie in bed at night, do you think about the same things that I do? Do you often stare at the ceiling, your eyes unblinking, your mind hazy from the incessant furry of mundane thoughts and worries? Do you think about the past and the future, how the two are inextricably intertwined, how the past continues to leave an indelible mark that stretches out to the present? And what about the future, does …
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