L.J's red jumper chronicles.

‘We found each other I helped you out of a broken place You gave me comfort But falling for you was my mistake’             - Call out My Name by the Weeknd   This is the end. Maybe is the fact that Siba asked his friend if they could exchange girlfriends or that Kasanda forgot she was dating Siba when she let another guy flirt with her. It was the word unsaid that needed to be said, who was going to say it first?   Kasanda The news of her Uncle’s death devastated her, her mother’s brother. The news came just a few days after they had gone to see him at the hospital and he had looked so much better. Maybe that is the thing about death, it likes to creep in when least expected. A secrecy it dwells upon, only sometimes known to the one with whom it owes. Kasanda was placed in charge of designing and printing the funeral programs, and the graveyard flowers acquisition. It helped distract her from feeling the loss of his death. At each end of the day, Kasanda would chec

Breaking up is the easy part Just ending it and wishing the other person the best… Sounds easy right? Or say you are better off without me… Easy right? Yes, l do say yes!   So what is the hardest part? The gear-shift drift This is just after the break-up For a few weeks or months you loath the breakup and delete all signs of the person in your life Next, you miss the person and search for a few photos of the person with you in a group photo I only leave group photos  Even for a split second, you think of checking in on them on social media   The stop-over drift  You look back into the relationship… The good…the bad…the toxic And justify breaking up, and now you no longer miss the person  You love and enjoy meeting other people  And maybe even reach out to the one that got away   The 360-degree drift This is the curveball Your ex reaches out saying they miss you You now have a decision to make, to turn back to them or choose to stay on y

‘ What is love? Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me No more.’ Oh how we all wish love was simple, faultless and pure but this is never always the case. Haddaway said it better in the song ‘what is love.’   Siba met Kasanda over for coffee at their favourite spot in Nairobi. Kasanda had just texted him ‘something is missing’ and he asked her to meet him up for coffee.    Choosing a table for two by the far corner, they sat down.   Siba: Hi Kasanda, you look good! Kasanda: Am just wearing jeans and a sweater top.  Siba: You still look good. I know you don’t like compliments!{smirking} Kasanda:{smiling shyly} You look official, are you from court? Siba: Yea...l had case at milimani law courts. One of my firm’s client was arrested for being drunk and disorderly with violence  as he had attacked one of the police officers saying, ‘do you know who l am, you stupid Empty officer!’ The judge was ruthless and fined the guy way more for his release. Kasanda: Am sure it was because the g

  I took a deep dive today Into your mind I came to understand or to be honest tried to ´This is the only choice l have, I don’t like it right now They would be better off without me.’ Do you know how selfish these words are ´...better off’ you say, think about it  If a situation is hard as it, why leave us  To face it alone with an additional baggage of your death ´It will be simple, the other side is better than this’ Ever heard of jumping from a frying pan to fire Leaving a situation of the known to the unknown  I don’t know if you believe in Big G or not but l do Am sure Big G won’t be happy to see you before time Or are your sure where you are going would be better? Can it help to stick to the situation that you know of ? ´It is too hard, there are no other options  What l can l do that would help me recover? I have done everything  I can’t handle it anymore  Am done!’ Tic Tac Toe Iife is a game sometimes...winning is the goal  But at the same time there are levels You can be stuc

  Yikes 2! So, my acne treatment from my mwitu Doctor seemed to be working but l unfortunately didn’t notice something until it was too late. To understand how this happened, l may have to tell you about my routine during that time. It was more of work, sleep, remember to eat and repeat. To be honest l used to be consumed with my work that I forgot to eat at times, i had a job that consumed me and l liked it. I was a workaholic and worked till odd hours and more often than not, ended up consuming one meal a day or just a snack. Funnily enough l always remembered to sleep or it was more of my body giving in to its physiological need. I lost 10kg within a month!   ‘My child you haven’t been eating!’   These were among the first words my mum said to me when l went to visit them at home. Dad’s reaction was more of, ‘He! Kwani there was no food in Nairobi?’ Mum then told me to ask my boss to work from outside Nairobi so l can regain a healthy weight. After talking to my boss on

 'Yikes what happened?' I liked the people who asked me directly to my face rather than whispering to my back. This is actually a funny story...so just be prepared to laugh..or not...some people are definitely hard rocks to cracks. Take my elder sister Lauren for example...you would tell her the most funny joke that made everyone in the office laugh their ribs off but she wouldn't even crack a smile and you are left explaining your joke that is cracking you up to the point it stops being funny. The only time she would really laugh happens in situations where most people wouldn't e.g. looking like a hippie in an outfit/ having angry bird eyebrows/ mispronouncing english words. These and so many more that are considered embarrassing to the next human being cracks her up. One just needs to say these magic words, 'Nakaa aje? (How do l look?) or ‘What do you think?' and be ready. If all is ok she won't laugh but if by any chance you always look like a hippie (li

  F**k...sht...f*k!!! Photo by Camila Quintero Franco on Unsplash I said it all. Like what the f*k!!! I can’t stop cussing. Everything was going to sh*t...am literally living from another's’ pocket, a dollar a day...why the f*k did l quit my job!   F**k! I can’t sleep! I either study late in the night or worry myself out of sleep. Dark eyed circled monster walking....give way...or don’t..l won’t make it outside in daylight. The night is my day!   F**k! The sun hasn’t touched my face in weeks, as l only leave my room with the sunset to buy food. No one to see this dark eyed circle monster walking!   F**k! What am doing here! This sh*t is so fucking hard! I want to quit but l can’t. I promised myself never to quit again!   F**k! I do have a problem! Let me call my friend Jolly l talk it out! Plus l need sleep medication...this fking meditation ain’t helping. Them sport shoes are arriving tomorrow...so am f*king gonna start jogging with sunrise from tomorrow. He m