Paula Akugizibwe

Feb 15, 2024 | debunk.media | Easter Mbithe |Kiprop Kimutai |Paul Goldsmith |Paula Akugizibwe

Your basket is currently empty! The first time I watched Nairobi Half Life I promised myself to never suffer the same fate as Mwas, the film’s main protagonist. Driven by the urge to seek greener pastures in Nairobi, Mwas moves from the village and gets consumed by the allure of the city’s hustle, barely making it out alive. Like Mwas, I was a village girl with aspirations of making it big in the city, but I was certain my life’s trajectory wouldn’t follow Mwas’s.

Feb 15, 2024 | debunk.media | Easter Mbithe |Kiprop Kimutai |Paul Goldsmith |Paula Akugizibwe

The last time I tried to kill myself I was twenty-five years old. I stood on a ledge nine floors from the ground, staring into the abyss that was my life. It called to me as it always did, taunting me with memories of all the things I should have, could have or would have done better. Powerless to do much else, I stood there, taking it all in, letting shame and regret weigh me down. Maybe if I stood there long enough the weight would be weighty enoughtto send me over the edge.

Feb 15, 2024 | debunk.media | Easter Mbithe |Kiprop Kimutai |Paul Goldsmith |Paula Akugizibwe

Your basket is currently empty!I grew up with the Bible and the Quran, as I’m sure many people have, the former because I was raised Catholic and the later because my brother, busy at the time with madrassa, was to continue his father’s family legacy. Mine was never a home of books. They did not exist. It was Shi Huangdi’s China. It was a house of music. Brother’s father a guitarist, a bass player, and a pianist. I was in awe. Music still escapes me, that big library of the soul.

Feb 13, 2024 | debunk.media | Easter Mbithe |Kiprop Kimutai |Paul Goldsmith |Paula Akugizibwe

Your basket is currently empty!I was a scrawny eight-year-old with a coily afro when I first heard a Bob Marley song. It was 1996, and I was visiting my father and his new family. “This is my long lost twin,” Baba remarked as he popped a cassette tape into his am/fm player before pressing play, showing me a photograph of a dreadlocked man holding his chin in a pensive nod, the resemblance undeniable. “You are the child who looks most like me, so you are Bob Marley’s daughter.” I laughed.

Feb 13, 2024 | debunk.media | Easter Mbithe |Kiprop Kimutai |Paul Goldsmith |Paula Akugizibwe

Your basket is currently empty!1In my first year of primary school, the day of the week I most looked forward to was Tuesday. Lessons began with my one true indulgence, swimming in the baby pool, the happy realm of my early aquatic adventures. For this class, I wore a teeny tot’s blue swimsuit and orange armbands, all included in my uniform starter set from School Outfitters.