Strings of the soul

Joel sat outside his corrugated iron home in Kibera, plucking the strings of an old, battered guitar. Music was his escape, his dream. But in a world where survival came first, dreams were a luxury.

He played every evening, teaching himself, pouring his soul into melodies that no one seemed to hear—until one night, a stranger stopped to listen. “Play that again,” the man said. Joel played, and the man recorded.A few weeks later, the video went viral. A music producer reached out, offering him a chance to record. The same guitar that once seemed like a dead-end now opened a door. His journey had just begun, proving that hope sings even when the world is silent.