Branding
Brand Experience: Do you give a Damn?

By Rose Odengo You can look at Brand experience technically from a marketing perspective or simply as a human being. I choose the latter. On Sunday, I decided to roll out of the house and attend the last day of the EPZ (Export Processing Zone) expo in Nairobi before they shipped off to other cities

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Mogadishu: My First Love

“How was your Christmas and New Year’s break?” Kanini asked her friend Abdi Fatah. “It was great! I just got back from Mogadishu.” He said with a huge grin. “Mogadishu?” Kanini was baffled,  “…and it was great?” she thought to herself. Kanini couldn’t believe Abdi saw anything worth celebrating or being happy about in Mogadishu..

Conversations with Mama , Mkate Nusu
Electricity, Idi Amin & Mum’s Honeymoon

I walked in to the house around 3 pm, Mum looked exhausted. I asked her why she was sitting in silence, she looked tired. “Koreki chiew?”  I asked her, she looked a bit sleepy. “A-a, stima emolal,” she responded, another blackout. Curse you Kenya power! I called and was informed that it would be resolved

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Family Slut Shaming

Susan, my elder sister,  just walked in through the door an hour ago. She smelled of cologne, a distinct one. It belongs to John, my boss, my married boss. I dragged Susan to last year’s Christmas office party.  I am not one who cares much for my work mates; work forces me to be cordial and

Branding
The Business Expense you never anticipated

The past few weeks I have met a lot of young entrepreneurs in this city determined to grow and build their businesses. It’s been pretty exciting. As the conversations flowed from business potential, content creation options to costs, the most common statement I received from entrepreneurs was, “please remember, this is still a young business.”

Mkate Nusu
Violent Beauty

The leaves in the trees rustled, towering high in the sky looking down on the ant sized human. Birds flew from tree to tree singing, whistling; calling their young. The sun spilled through the trees oozing in warmth that made the dew on the leaves glisten like diamonds. The air was icy, rich, refreshing, completely

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