Author Rupi Gill

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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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Staying Sane in Brief

Everyone has a few things they believe they need for their sanity. Some people travel with a cherished charm, talisman or favourite fetish for luck. It…

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Letilet’s Tales

Susie Allan & Letilet Ole Yenko’s coffee table book captivates the vanishing world of the little known Il Torobo or Ndorobo. Mary Ann Fitzgerald in her…

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Manyara By Night

The car grumbles beneath me and its rocking motion is making me drowsy, I’m desperately tired. I’ve been whizzed about by air and road in a…

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Simbas Around SERIAN

A gang of grown ups hitting middle age climbs onto two Airkenya caravans early Friday morning. We are setting off for a party in the bush.…

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