Babithoughts

  • Brother Man !

    So this day we were lining up in the mess, and by virtue of where we come from, some of the norms and terms were news to us. “Minced meat ni nini?”, innocently as you would imagine, CK asked the cashier. I still remember that delicious moment when the cashier’s face washed blank with confusion,…

  • TRUE LOVE THEOREM

    It is the greatest commandment, says the Lord, the love of Him and secondly the love of the neighbor.  The hurricane of love is undoubtedly the most sought after fulfillment in mother earth. Immeasurable, invisible and weightless, billions have historically got lost in it. It is a beautiful thing, many have confessed.  Some at first…

  • DON’T JUDGE ME, CHURCH ME!

    My glossy mahogany-eyes are soaked with tears, sniffling ceaselessly as I navigate the flight of spiral stairways up the top floor. I exposed my vulnerability to them and now my walls have collapsed, brick by brick they tore me apart. The devils I met were not goat-like beasts with scary horns. They were in fact…

  • DEAR CRUSH,

    To Mi alma, the girl of the Eden-mouth and the queen of the galaxy. Greetings from Hereland. To the beautiful you, not like the girls of magazine but the raw, natural and organic mortal that invaded my sense. To the lady, so glassy, in a world where people wear masks. You have given my world…

  • MR. PRESIDENT!

    PEACE AND SECURITY:FROM THE SPRING TO THE MOUTH.. Many people consider Africa as the poorest continent, never mind the riches and wealth that seats beneath us. Behind the scenes of poverty and unsubdued wealth lies over 1.246 billion people, 16% of the world population, who face a deep sense of uncertainty about their safety. Most…

  • “YOUR NAME BETRAYS YOU”

    Growing up in a country with over 43 tribes, speaking 68 unique languages, diversity is, with no doubt, a daily buffet in this side of the planet called Kenya. “You can never know where you are going, lest you know where you are coming from”, I can’t just forget the late Margaret Ogola words in…

This is how it all started…

I’ve always had a loud mind. Constantly shooting ideas, half-formed thoughts, questions I couldn’t ignore. Most of them didn’t need answers. They just needed somewhere to go.

For a long time, I carried them around. Let them pile up. That didn’t end well. Writing became the release. The pause button. A way to slow my thinking down enough to hear myself clearly. Not to impress. Not to perform. Just to empty the noise onto a page.

Babithoughts is personal. Unfiltered. Sometimes messy. Sometimes sharp. Often unfinished. It mirrors how my mind actually works, not how it’s supposed to sound.

I write here to make sense of things. Work. People. Ambition. Contradictions. Africa. Me.