Victor Mwanga refers to the expanse of bamboo crops in his compound as fruits of a love story. To him, the trees represent the love he shares with his wife, and how that love spurred them to venture into the unknown world of bamboo-farming, despite the cloud of hopelessness that hang over them when he quit employment five years ago.
Before he handed in his resignation letter, he was in turmoil. The thrill he once had when he started out as a logistician at an international company, fresh from Eldoret National Polytechnic, was fading.