Africa!

2008-04-12T15:20:00.000-07:00

Climate Change has led to erratic rainfall and extended droughts. For the women of Kibwezi in Eastern Kenya, the changing climate has injected more hardships into their lives. Food is less and water is difficult to come across. They are often left desperate and unsure of what to do next. Mama Africa's Climate Tales exposes the predicament of these women, within the context of global inaction.

Genre: Real Life Short Documentary
Running Time: 12 Minutes
Release Date: November 03, 2007
Cost: Ksh 170, USD 5, Euro 3.
Distribution: Doorstep Delivery, Online download and Courier shipping.

2008-03-23T16:03:00.001-07:00

The World Social Forum

2007-02-20T03:36:00.000-08:00

It was an amazing five days. 50,000 people from five continents, more than one hundred countries converged at Nairobi for the seventh edition of the world social forum. And I, Bwak was right in the middle of it all.

Friday Evening

2006-12-29T04:19:00.000-08:00

Friday evening in Nairobi is a total Hullabaloo! The action starts as early as 4PM. One of the most popular friday desinations in the city is Carnivore. This is place where you can eat to your fill and dance to your fill. Today is friday and I will be hanging out with two friends of mine talking about the World Social Forum. Actually, I have never met one of them so I am looking forward to meeting her. I will meet them at Nandos on Moi Avenue. There were times when I would almost always be found in this place.

They have some lovely chicken at Nandos. Two piecer is my favourite. Neema and I used to joke about it a lot. We would call it two-some instead of two-piecer. And so every once in a while, we would go for a two-some at Nandos. But today there will be no two-some as we will be huddled with bottles of coca cola. At least I will be, since its cheap and refreshing. Though I wish they sold Picana there, so that I can buy Kenya and build Kenya!

Today in Nairobi

2006-12-29T02:39:00.000-08:00

This morning I alighted as I always do at Tusker matatu stage. A quick glance at the newspaper headlines showed me what I already knew about the results of the Kenya Certificate of Primary Education. Some young boy was being hoisted onto the shouders of his friends to celebrate his succes in the exams. I quickly crossed the road barely avoiding a speeding matatu. I decided to use the backstreets and just check out things and people. I avoided passing right next to a barber shop that I rpeviously used to visit for my morning shaves. I just wasn't in the mood for being asked whether I wanted a shave.

I walked in the backstreets and noticed a hotel that I had never known existed. It was near the Akamba bus stage. Most Nairobians have taken the Akamba bus at some point in their lives. I last used it when I travelled from Mombasa with a lady that I shall call emerald. It was a bumby ride but the emerald presence by my side was like a shock absorber! Anyway, back to Nairobi and back to this morning, I walked into and along Tom Mboya street then crossed the road, then another road before I finally found matatu number 106 and paid ten shillings - a good bargain - until Gigiri where I alighted and walked a bit wearily along the UN Avenue.