Nairobi is a city of constant hustle. It sells a big dream and the hustle is the hidden cost. If you are desperate for success, Nairobi is not the place to front your ambitions. It has a rule book full of contradictions. One has to learn to accept Nairobi despite its contradictions, to be able to relive it with a fresh set of eyes.
The boy child is caught in a privilege trap. He is told he should do better because he is a man. Yet the only brand of manliness he is exposed to is associated with oppression.
I secretly hope he is not one of those single malt snobs about to fill my head with distracting whisky drinking rituals, insisting that I master the intricacies in order to fully appreciate the colour, flavours, aroma in 4 elaborate steps.