Brand Storytelling , Branding
Your Website – Your Brand – Your Story

Yesterday after a conversation with a friend, it really got me thinking. A lot of people need websites up, but most of the web developers aren’t necessarily storytellers. There is a demand to create quality content unique to each person and company’s website. But I realise now, lots of people and companies building their online

Brand Storytelling
This is What Storytelling is About

Yesterday I was in a meeting with friends to discuss website content plans for the year. At one point in the discussion I gave them an idea, “you know in your business, especially in this market, you need to educate people on what you do, so that they appreciate its value.” I decided to take

Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
Drunken Dilemma

Neema was startled by the sound of a bottle breaking, she didn’t see where it came from, she just saw it land and shatter right before her. She jumped and bolted into a sprint, she heard a deep voice chuckle. The chuckle was quickly disrupted by a violent belch. She turned to see the clown

Kenya , Pondering , Reflections
The Blind Agenda and the Foolhardy Minions

For six weeks my only source of entertainment was Netflix. It was peaceful, I would get occasional news from friends’ comments on Facebook and Whatsapp, which was easy to dismiss. I also didn’t commute that much and never paid much attention to the newspapers. I built my bubble. I liked my bubble; I could afford

Culture , Inspiration , Kenya , Music
Bridging Hearts with Daraja Band

This year I purposed to engage myself more in cultural events. I have never really been the concert going person, but there are tonnes of other things to attend, it was all about finding them. I had a conversation with my friend Kirit about this and we started talking about a band he is in

Drama , Flash Fiction , Mkate Nusu
A Rude Welcome

There he was in the big city in the sun spinning round and round in the middle of the street. Buses were hooting and matatus swerving and causing pile-ups by the side. “Fala wewe!” some drivers shouted while flipping ‘the bird’ at him. His arms were spread out and he was soaking up the city



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