“Wakasa, Nocha Mwirobi Okhayiya sa na bikhana ta.’’ “Wakasa, when you go to Nairobi, study, don’t just focus on making the rounds with women.” That’s what Wakasa’s grandmother told him before he moved to Nairobi five years ago. Right now I am seated next to him, patiently waiting for him to stop crying. I amContinue reading “THAT MORIO”