The Soul Journal

A City of Heartbreaks: Love and Loss

Imagine taking a look at love through a bunch of tiny windows. That's what this piece does. It shows us different faces of love, different ways relationships play out in different places. It contrasts people who are after love for what they canget out of it, with those who are just swept up in that innocent, youthful feeling. But it's not all roses, is it? It reminds us that love, in any form, can be really complicated and, honestly, sometimes heartbreaking.

A Stolen Moment: Nairobi Encounter

Summary A Stolen Moment: A Nairobi Encounter sets the scene in a vibrant, post-pandemic Nairobi hotel where the narrator experiences a chance encounter. The story unfolds as the narrator, Zaki, observes and initiates a conversation with an alluring woman enjoying a solitary drink. Their brief but engaging interaction is filled with playful banter and mutual intrigue, hinting at a deeper connection. The central conflict emerges when the woman's fiancé arrives, disrupting the stolen moment and leaving Zaki to ponder what could have been before his own date arrives

Galaxies of Emptiness: Living for Likes

This podcast episode explores our culture of constantly seeking validation and likes on social media, and how this lifestyle can often leave us feeling empty inside. The episode shares struggles with comparing life to perfectly curated images on platforms like Instagram and feeling anxious about relationships or career milestones. It discusses how we mask inner turmoil by portraying a flawless image to the online world, and how this façade becomes exhausting to maintain.

Dear Future Husband

Dear future husband, Idon’t know you yet, and maybe we haven’t met, but I wonder if you know how long I have been waiting for you. I’d like to tell you that I waited for you, but I cannot pretend and say that I haven’t loved a few times too. I have loved and felt everything that was there to feel about love. I have been suffocated and hurt a few times too. I have been hit by the reality of forevers that could never be and disappointed by expectations and promises that left me soaked in tears in my bed. But it’s now obvious that forever wasn’t scripted in any of those for me. It is obvious that it’s only for you that I was meant to be. I can’t wait to have the best days of my life with you. I can’t wait to tell you of my dreams and aspiration to be a great designer and to own my cloth line too. I can’t wait to share with you my obsession with chocolates and ice creams; and how I would have them for breakfast, lunch, dinner and all-day through. I know this may be much for you, but you have to know that if you want that special love from me then you have to treat me right boo.