Yoh peeps. 

This is for those of us who love nature.

There is beauty in growth. Adjust your focus.
Being different is good. But being different and beautiful is even better.
Can you die when surrounded with life? Yes you can! Trust God alone with your life

Know where your strength comes from. Then follow.

Bless up.


The Game

Hellooooo beautiful people….

 I usually love playing around with light and of course peoples minds.😜 Its fun making illusions then see people try very hard to get what you have.

Today I want us to play a game. Not ‘kalongolongo’ of course. Its a mature game. I promiseπŸ˜‚. 

Its a game of art and light. Interesting. Is it not? 

Then. Let’s play.

Image one
Can you decipher what the reflecting surface is in the above image? Drop your thought and we see who wins. *I await the comments on thisπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚*

Image two
And yet another one. What is the reflecting surface? Specify.πŸ˜‡

Image three
Then this oneπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ What is this?πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

June, 1984

The month is June. The year, 1984. Two hundred and seventeen miles West of Kenya’s capital, twenty two miles South of Eldoret town, a people are gathered. All smiling to a new beginning. A beginning that ensures them of a lifetime’s national and international recognition. Its a day that will forever be inscribed in their hearts. A day when the light finally got to shine in this dark part of the world. A day when history is being written. You know history has an interesting way of favouring people. You either become history or you become part of history. The latter is closely tied to education and that is why a multitude had graced this occasion.

The first official opening day of Moi University.

The Vice Chancellor has just arrived and is headed to his first office.

 Ladies and gentlemen, meet Moi University’s first administration block .

Haha… Easy. Its not a movie. Just history


The Banker

1700 Hrs GMT. At Berean or is it Beren Towers? The top most room, a very serious meeting is happening. An investors meeting to be specific. These are the people who run the economy you know. Everyone is busy trying to strike a deal with a fellow investor having a property of their interest. 

Some are in low tones while others are talking as if they are holding a mega crusade in the times of Jesus. Everyone is busy except this particular one that has approached no one and no one seems to approach him. Nelson. A very arrogant but cunning one. And just in case you are wondering why, the guy is broke. He has been smiling at the lady in black for like forever but she is acting as if Nelson is an oxygen molecule. Okay, That’s mean. Very. I am very glad for not choosing to be an investor. Yeah, I am not one.

And now you are wondering what I am doing there. Who am I anyway? Kindly pardon my manners and allow me to introduce myself.

*mild cough*

I am The Banker.

 *sips coffee*

And yes, you now know. We are playing MONOPOLY. Man, this game makes you think you’ve made it in life. Like you just have to take your future father-in-law’s number from your girlfriend’s phone, call that man and tell him you want to buy him a jet and a house, sorry, a mansion in Sugoi.

That aside, I, the banker, decides to chase a fly with my eyes and guess where my eyes land. The window. This is what I see? 

The sunset.

I rush to the rooftop at a ‘neck-breaking speed'(Remember the composition phrases we used to have back in the days? Man I miss themπŸ˜‚). Away from that. I press the shutter…

Not good

Press it again…


For the third time…

Good but not yet.

And finally…

He gave me the million dollar shot. Thank you.

I am now a very happy man. I am smiling as I join the investorsin the boardroom and for my generosity, I decide to loan Nelson 1500 euros. The others grumble but yeah. I am the banker.

Below is an image of a happy Nelson.

Model: Shaddie Emachar

Thank you for passing by. Feel free to leave me a comment. 

God bless.


First Day HereΒ 

Heeeeey people. Yoh! And another Yoh! And yet another Yoh!

So I have been thinking of telling y’all stories of what I come across in my day to day strolls around. And just a discalimer before we continue. I am not good with words so you going to bear with me as I plan to learn, maybe, but I won’t promise. Though, I am somewhere in matters to do with light.

And you are wondering what on God’s green earth does this champ mean. Yeah. Champ. Thats the name I use to refer to myself when I am having the routine one-man meetings. Where were we again? Oh yeah. Light. I meant to say…


Yeah. I love light. Big time. So for the next like 80 years, literally, I’ll be telling stories using my lenses. I look forward to corrections, compliments, big ups, referrals and practically everything that will help me tell you stories better.

So help me God.

And ooh before I leave, here’s a teaser of my experience with a gay sky and a ‘straight’ one.πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

This is the gay one.

This is the straight one


I am usually okay people. No need to worryπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚.

This is where I sign off.

Yours, Njema.

Au revoir! (I hope I said it right)