Author Rupi Gill

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In a Fable at Naibor

Male hormones have turned the ostrich’s legs red. He flaps his great black plumes exposing white wing tips against the variation of hills and space. Two…

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Rising from the Sea Bed

Urchins live upside down. Their bottoms bright orange and googly as if watching us as we swim past trying to find a spot for the camera.…

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Through an Arch

Out on the ocean, in the golden light of late afternoon, bob the boats that will take you deep sea fishing which Watamu is famous for.…

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The Rough with the Smooth

Through the groovy cool interior there’s a bar to my left and on the right tucked away in a cubby is a treasure trove of Penny…

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Safari Cuisine

If anything is illustrated by Top Gear ex-presenter – Jeremy Clarkson, getting unbecomingly angry over not getting his steak at the end of a long day,…

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Samburu at Sasaab

The tinkling of bells wafts up in a hot current, cutting a stream of consciousness through my nap. I have a cold shower, looking out over…

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Motorogi’s Mahali Mzuri

The river sweeps seemingly upwards, flowing away from us round a bend to the whap whap calls of Egyptian Geese – Mtorogi in Maa, the language…

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Karibu

Sometimes I’m in a place and I have to ask myself am I really here? And then I tell myself how lucky I am. I hope…

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Karibu

This is one of our most soul searching editions. We dare to tread into those areas of our minds where the difficult questions about our environment…

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