Biography
Levi Cheruo Cheptora was born on 2 February 1989 in Mount Elgon (Western Kenya) in a tiny village called Bondeni, around Kongit area. Not long after his birth, his parents walked their separate ways after a not-so-happy marriage that he would come to learn many years later was characterized by violence, drunkenness and negligence. He attended Machewa Primary School between 1995 and 2003 after which he later joined Nakuru High National School in 2004 and sat for the KCSE Examinations four years later in 2007. After four tempestuous years of juggling with mathematics in Chiromo Campus, University of Nairobi, as a BSc. Math Major Student, Levi graduated on 23rd August 2013, and after working as a Loan Officer with Credit Platinum for a year, he eventually enrolled for yet another degree (this time a Bachelor's degree in Mass Communication) in late 2014 at the Jomo Kenyatta University of Agriculture and Technology. Levi is a passionate writer, a gifted poet, an accomplished lyricist, a recorded singer, and above all a freelance journalist based in Nairobi, Kenya. So far, he has penned down close to eight titles, which are readily available and accessible online. These titles include The Bitter Pills, Songs from my Soul, When they Only Love your Body and Others, A Million ways to make Money Online for Writers, A Sure Date with the Icy and Ugly Fangs of Fate: Failed Promises, The Greatest Thieves of Kenya, There is no Country Called Kenya, and two upcoming titles: [1] A Swahili Riwaya titled 'Yajapo Yapokee' [2] An English Novella titled 'Married to my Shadow'
Samples
The Midnight Whispers When it was midnight, I woke up and decided to write a song, A wonderful gift to my future wife… I gazed at the massive sheet of cobweb, That idly relaxed on the roof, I felt the cold, an embrace of quietness, Heard the throb of my heart, Its silent echo from a distance, As I fought hard to remember, The icy yesteryears, The lifeless touch of Ann, That disturbingly became vivid, That dull taste she would leave me with, Oh yes! All these envious years, And I couldn’t remember a thing more, And I realized I was madly in love with silence! Then I remembered the pen in my hand, And the patient exercise book, So, I began writing the song: But then, I couldn’t find the slightest valour, I held my head high, Felt sorry for my poor self, And promised my real self, That the day after the next, I will try being a good boy, And do some justice to my future wife!
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