Kenyan 4 Real

Sweet Grandma

So grandma is in town.Hwow!That so means a lot of things,especially in our culture.You have to treat her like a princess,and she cannot sleep in our house according to custom.Well,I don't know what might happen if she does,but..that's the way it is.She is a born 1969..how many years are those now?mmmm...I'll do the Math later.Well,my aunt,her daughter, is suffering from Tuberculosis and she's been admitted to hospital for close to two weeks now.So you understand why grandma is around.

The only challenge I get when she is around is how to communicate to her.She isn't so conversant with Swahili.She's typically Luo,and you know,growing in the city did not do me much justice in helping me master the language of my tribe,even though I can speak it like a foreign tongue. Just today I was going to pick her at the bus stop after she had come home from hospital to see my aunt with dad,and she was wondering how cars in Nairobi town are never really in a hurry in contrast to the Mombasa Road highway where vehicles literally fly...and I was unable to find the right vocabulary to explain to her that we were crossing a highway,and vehicles behave that way.So I just smiled off. Of course she couldn't know what was going through my mind.

Nevertheless,I love her company.We cooked some chapatis this morning for her breakfast.It just feels good to cater for her like she catered for dad when he was a small thing...:)

Mum and dad are doing better.They stopped fighting. That's good for us. Am supposed to be going back to school yet I have no idea where dad is gonna get my fees from. I haven't even completed last semester's fees. Anyway, I leave it to God.Let's just have a good time and have faith.

Catch me at the Hilton on Sato.Poetry!

3pm to 7pm.Charges 20
bob!

Cold But Hot!!!

The Rose Gate Academy Sports Day was a show stopper.It was the first event of its kind for the school,and I tell you, it was a great success.The many months of preparation may have drained us,but in the end,we were happy that it was worth the trouble.The turn up was great.In fact,the chairs ended up being less.Money hadn't enough money to hire chairs,and the parents did not mind sitting on the puplis' chairs.There was dancing,racing,tug of war,and it got juicier when the parents asked for an encore of the Lingala tune that the students danced to.Teachers,parents and students joined in it(see picture).Absolutely wonderful.In case you're wondering when that was,then Friday July 15th, 2011 would be the best answer for you.Yes,and Naomi showed up.The video is almost out.Can't wait!!!

We had some moments of poetry in the house before she finally left at around 7pm.Those last minutes ended up suggestive but well,we are just friends,and while I could have been hoping that something would start up,maybe it would be best if I hold on to my cards and let time decide stuff.

This week I am in campus sitting for the papers I missed in my previous semester due to lack of fees.The sponsorship company hasn't yet communicated,but am hopeful that I will be in school when that time comes.So much stuff has been happening at home.Mum and dad haven't been in the best of terms recently because of the running of the school.It hurts me when they argue but there's nothing I can do about it.I try to ignore..but it's so hard.

Pray that I have a good week.You too.

A Weekend Of All Sorts

Nairobi, Kenya was a cold spot.My goodness,it still is.We would be walking in blankets and probably eating ice food.How do they feel in Europe?We haven't seen snow yet and we are freezing this much.But the day was worth the stay in the chill.I was at the Kenyan Poets Lounge meeting.We have a big following on Facebook,though a good number did turn up.It was the first ever big meeting.The previous ones have comprised of never more than three people.But we met.It was my first time to meet Stella and Nelas.Both of them my close net associates.I would die for another of that day.The Central Park served us right...but it was cold...damn cold.So those were my fellow poets.Now we are on the trail of beginning to bond and work on how we could publish our work.Poetry does not really sell in Kenya because of the poor reading culture in the country,yet we have so much talent out here.

Home is a bit of a mess.Mum and dad had a bitter row on Saturday night.I would really wish to forget it.But all I can say is that I hate the male ego.I don't know if marriage has anything to do with it.Am scared.My dose of drugs got over last night,but am still feeling sick.I think I'll visit the school clinic.I am insured throughout the year.They could give me better drugs.The financial crisis at home...I have no idea how best to describe it.But we are hanging on.

I really pray that I will qualify for the scholarship I applied.They said they would get back to me at the end of this month.Meanwhile.let me hope that things will get better at home as I pray for the sun to try hard to smile hard on our land....;)

Am here!!!

Life has ups and downs.Yes,I know,it's been a long time.My former girlfriend is back to her mother's house.Call it a divorce.I don't have any better word to use.Well,even the manner in which she got married was just queer..or hilarious..and in that same manner has she come back,but with three children on her back.Education is important.I just know that.She was in our house yesterday,apologizing for all the hurt she caused me.You know..love has issues.I realize.She still loves me,like she says,and it's true.The look in her eyes cannot go contrary to that.But now,we can't take back the hand of time and make things right.We just can't be.It's been five good years now,and all she's got is a broken marriage and a burden to carry.She has nowhere to go,doesn't have any college education and....I just don't know what's going to be next.I feel sorry for her.

Her mother is not that easy going.She forced her into that marriage.Now,she's only got herself to blame for wasting her daughter's time,energy and youth.I tell you,I hate some of the traditions we have in Africa.Some things ought to be done away with.

Anyway,I have been okay.Fell sick the past week from malaria.Actually everyone succumbed to it.It's normal when we are just from up country.I should be backing to campus next month.But first I have to register for special exams since I missed my end of semester last time.And dad hasn't yet completed my fees.Am hoping to get the scholarship I applied for.I have to go to school.I will be a great man tomorrow.

Speaking of tomorrow...the Kenyan Poets Lounge members will be having a get together for the first time.Oh, yes,am so excited about it.I'll write down a poem or two to possibly perform there.Mum and dad are not in very good terms concerning the running of the school.Men,it's so hard to keep a marriage.I have seen.But am still hopeful that I'll make it when my time comes.

My love life is going around circles.Am taking one day at a time.Really need to be careful this time coz heart break is not happening again.I won't allow it.So whoever I settle for must really be someone serious about moving forward.

Well,am till recovering from malaria.Not doing so good.But I'll be fine.

Night out

Dad got sacked from work today.It wasn't sad news for us..coz we didn't want it to be emotional.He's back to hustling.Am looking for a job too.Now am not sure about going back to campus in August. Am not sure if mum is going to make it on her own.We leave it all to God.

It's been a good day.Joyce has lost her dad.We shall be heading to their home tomorrow night to show her our support and to pass our condolences.

11:27pm

Ugali.Typically African.And I cooked it.

My siz n frndz(kalongolongo version 60)

Manchester GO DOWN!!

It was just bound to happen anyway,but last night we witnessed total brilliance.All the goals scored in the match were masterpieces.So Phelix had to hurt.They should have expected this.

You know,I was so excited last night I felt like kissing somebody(honestly,Eve was on my mind)...I spoke to Eve just before retiring.We were both on Barca's side.Man,I slept happy.Now Eileen and Chebet are on my neck.Hmmm,am tryna be a man here.

Grandpa is coming(mum's dad)together with some other uncles from both sides.I have a heap of laundry to wash,and I tell you,I don't even know where to start.Am in the kitchen right now cooking tea.Lucy ent to see her sister and Sally isn't around either,so Phelix and I had tn wake up to do the house cleaning and the dishes.Mum has just gone to buy food for the family coming.I can reckon,it's gonna be a busy day.

10:10am.

End Of A Silent Week

Not much drama happened,but am getting myself into positions not good for me at all.Purity wanted to meet me today.I waited for her for 45 minutes and she never showed up,still insisting that she was coming.It got me pissed off.I don't even want to meet her again.After all,I was still going to tell her that we can't be.I have my reasons,first,she lied to me about her age.She is 5 years older than me but cited to be 20.That was a big lie.She texted me last night that she's desparate.Now that can never make a good partner for me.I don't even have feelings for her in the first place.

Faith Wairimu.To be honest,this is a clande.We chatted on phone last night for the first time.I met her on 2go and we are meeting soon for some show down.Yes,this is me.

Eve Wairimu.This is the girl I would wish to make my girlfriend.Last Friday I was with her in town before she came home for the Saturday date,which just went splendid.I like her,but I dnn't know if she has any idea.We text all day everyday.We were even to meet today only that she was going for a dinner at her boss'.....yes.That made me feel something.I won't tell you what.

So,in simple terms,I am not myself.I don't understand just why and how am so obsessed with sex.Are these the years or what.I don't have a girlfriend.I think that's why it's easy for me to be this loose.Heaven help me.

Am still searching for a job.This idleness is also contributing to all this shit.And Carol called today,for her first time.I lied to her that am sick and was admitted to hospital yesternight.She should not know that this blog even exists.She would lynch me,but I scored.I wanted to grab her attention.Who is the king now?Am just one very bad boy...now why did God give me such a head?

Phelix should be in town now.He had been travelling from Kisumu.Damn,I've missed the bugger!Mum should be in the next matatu.Yes,am heading home.We are now on Mombasa Road.Check the Google map on your right to figure out where that is(if you're not Kenyan),and Mlolongo is my home.

Ohw,it has been quite a week so to say. I wonder how silent that really was.I should be winding up on this.Wish me a good night...:D

Sick at home.

I woke up feeling crazy yesterday.I slept during the day.Flu has caught up with me,and I ain't like it even a single bit.I've been at home,even for today.This unwellness is something am fighting.

It rained this afternoon.Dad got back home yesterday.Am getting lazy to apply for that scholarship and time is running out.So Eve is a deep writer too.I just can't get enough of wanting to keep knowing her.

Nothing much is lined up for the rest of the evening,but am looking for a job...yeah.

Sunday Lounge

Yeah.I was extreemly inactive today.Phelix and Victor woke up for a journey to Kisumu...to see their girlfriends.

I listened to music for the whole day,while chatting with Eve...yes Eve.I woke feeling hangoverish...she made me drunk?Not with all the expensive mockery I received from my cousins last night.Yesterday was just a fabulous day.

Am with Oliver in the living room listening to music as we have a cup of tea.Am tired.

11:25pm.

She Came...

Yeah.I still can't figure out where she got the heart to come and spend time with me.Well,my music didn't work,but we had one great time.She was there,open,easy,cool and lovely.You would have thought we have known each other for such a long time while it was actually our firs meeting.I had fun.We laughed ourselves out.She was great company.I wish I could have everyday of today.The moment was so excellent....I want it again...

I never wanted it to end.Am tired now,just waiting for supper.

It's a chilly morning..2 hours before Eve shows up.Phelix and Victor have gone to Athiriver and am here with siz and Sally.Am nervous.I don't know if the money I have is enough to make me accomplish my goals today,but am really hoping that things will work out.Some guy wants us to believe that the world ends today...ofcourse,maybe his world...but that still gives me a reality check.I am far from God.I must do something.If lets say it was really true,and I didn't know,and it really happens,am sure I'd be doomed...with the kind of stuff am going through right now..ha!God knows.

Eve was telling we yesterday that she doesn't go to church,but she believes in God,and she prays...I am a bit away from that even now.I mostly only pray when am about to have a meal.Thank God am now the secretary of a new ministry formed yesterday in Pumwani.I hope I'll get the help I need.I love my God and I feel like am letting him down.

So,right now,am just listening to some music.I want to fetch some water as my heart pumps faster.Just a few hours to go...(then she calls to say she ain't coming).

Super Day Out!

The day is coming to a close.It's been a day and a half,full of events that rocked me.Kenya is still mourning the demise of Samuel Wanjiru.Dying is so easy.

Today I was at my high school reunion for the opening of a new hostel,borehole and the new bus.I met comrades.I tell you it was fun and fun.We pretty had a fab time.

And then I met Eve in town.We have this little thing going on.Some chemistry perhaps.Am not sure if she liked what she saw.I have no idea why I am this nervous.I feel like I may not be her type of guy.I really don't know.We are having a date at my home tomorrow.Only time will tell.Let's wait for tomorrow.

Fallen Icon.Hard Week

I have been so lazy since summing up my semester.Am just so reluctant in doing important stuff.

So much drama happening.Samuel Wanjiru,our talented athlete just plunged into his death like a fairy tale.Just a mirage like incident in his Nyahururu home robbed us of a man we fell in love for the pride he brought to us,Kenyans.It's a pity that he wasn't that clean of a family man,not with all those women out there claiming to be his wives.And on the night of his death,infidelity was in play.Who should we really blame?

Must there be someone to blame?

Tomorrow am heading to Pumwani Secondary School,where I sat for my Form Four.

Am just from taking a shower,tired and half sleep.P.,

Once upon a tym,thea waz th little me.

Married to my game.

Closing My Semester

It's been a wonderful first semester at my dream university.Four months have gone and now it's time to wrap it up.Today's my last day and am waiting for the bus in this chilly morning.It rained all night and it's still showering.

I spent the whole of yesterday in town.Was at the cyber downloading some music.I don't know whether to say love is getting its way into my heart.That has been a long journey full of so many mistakes.But am giving it time.It could turn out to be another thing I didn't expect.

Mum runs a daycare in our home and there's this cute baby,Brian, I have just fallen in love with.The one in the picture.We just became friends from the first time we met.He follows me everywhere in the house and never wants to take his eyes off me.I didn't give him anything,but I just love him.He's cute.I've left him crying for me because I was leaving.Aaawww,I really had to go ..:-(

Mothers' Day Special

Stella made my day yesterday.She invited me to Pumwani Maternity Hospital for some voluntary work for Mothers' Day.I Went with my cousin,Victor,and we participated in cleaning up the hospital.Apparently that is where I was born.I was so proud of myself.

We headed to town to meet John Mark,our pal.His dad bought us lunch before we parted at the bus terminus.I was racing to catch up with the Stoke Vs Arsenal match.I was 21 minutes late,and we ended up losing 3-1 to the host team.

Manchester United outclassed Chelsea in a very captivating match.Chicharito's goal was just a wonder...truly amazing.

Today I haven't headed to school.Am in Kitengela at the moment,queueing in this NHIF office to pay some money.I wonder why they don't work with M-PESA.Now I won't make it to town as I had earlier planned.Am not too far away but it's already 4:30pm and it's running late.My phone battery could go off anytime.

The Weekend Is Here

I never blogged yesterday.I was perhaps too busy...that's supposed to be an excuse.Am in a matatu heading to town to do some work on the net.It's cheaper,and they've got the resources I need.

I finally opened my political blog on wordpress.com.My address is www.kenyantimes.wordpress.com.All the Kenyan stuff in my words.Yesternight was big.I spent it chatting with someone I think am beginning to fall in love with....yes,I know.It's amazing how events could turn out.But am taking it one day at a time.Gosh!I've said this so many times with so many people...girls.I wonder how different this is going to be,but only time can tell.

I have to send Carol my playlist.There's the big match awaiting tomorrow.Manchester United Vs Chelsea.I can only wait to see what happens.I want Chelsea to either win or draw,but not be beaten.Ofcourse only a miracle from another planet can make Arsenal lift the premiership trophy,but it's still technically possible.

Tomorrow is Mothers' Day.I've been invited to Pumwani Maternity Hospital by a group of Nairobi University students.A T-shirt awaits,but I would like to meet that Stella first.She has been so kind with feedback.They're really serious with this initiative.No mothers should die from birth related complications.I think that's a noble cause.

Well,am in town,alighting in a few minutes.I have to go.Peace out.

End Of A Memorable Day

Thursday is dying.It was an important day for me.A day I spend reflecting on the happenings of 5th May 2005,a Friday which I was knocked down by a matatu in town on a hit and run and left for the dead.Six years on and am still going strong.It's still a miracle to me that I only came out with a little bruises,alive and without any bone fractures,yet,with the intensity at which I felt myself in the air for a few seconds after the hit,the only thing that rung in my mind was THE END!

But it wasn't...

I remember this day most importantly because it serves as a wake up call that I only have one life to live.I should live to fulfil my purpose and make the most of time to do good things.You never know when the end will be.That's how precious I take life after several encounters with death.I must say I am one blessed chap.

Am in the bus right now.Heading home after a great day in school.I've been a frequent blogger lately,with four blogs to manage.Tells you I have a vast world.A social network am expanding.These past few days have been quite interesting in my social calendar.

I am not sure what time I'll be retiring to bed tonight.Hopefully there won't be another snake to kill..:D

To Conquer Is To Face Your Fears.

Yeah.I just did that and am so feeling stronger.I was the only man awake,dad was asleep(and couldn't help had he been awake).Mum too.The house help was finishing on a few things before her eyes came across this small a quarter meter snake lounging on the backyard floor.She quickly brought me the news in a panicking voice.I was watching the Man U/Schalke 04 match.One thing,I dread snakes like shit.I've never killed one until today.I had to face my fears.It was the only way out.I had to do it!And I did!

I've been around home for the better part of today,save for that portion of time I was in town for some errands.It's a rainy season,and it fell pretty much last night.No major events have occurred.But there's this special someone am beginning to get close to.What can I reveal about her now?We are just good chat buddies.ehe?..ahem...yeah,that's all.
Today I figured out how to burn music from the net.At least the CD I created has 6 and a half tracks.

Am in bed right now.Tomorrow am off to school...and speaking of school....ehm...ziko.

OSAMA IS DEAD!!

First of all,Arsenal made my day yesterday.I wish they could play like that in all games of their lives.We beat United.Now that was sweet to watch.

On matters of the day,Osama has been gunned down in Pakistan by US forces.I quickly switched the T.V on and the news was all over.He was the mastermind of the 1998 US embassy bombings in Nairobi.My dad escaped death by a whisker on that day.

September 11,2001 came the terror on the twin towers.It felt like a movie.I was only 13 but those pictures are still fresh in my mind.

I've been at home for the whole of today.Will be heading back to campus tomorrow.I've just been tweeting and facebooking news of Bin Laden's death.It's a pity that Hamas mourn his death,terming him as a holy warrior.What has the world come to?The Kenyan government has said that this is a defining moment for those who lost their lives and loved ones in the 1998 Nairobi bombings
I am now glued to CNN.It's now 3:54pm East African Time(GMT +3)

Beautiful Yesterday

Alright.I had a fab day yesterday.I made it to the re-union with my Pumwani comrades.Damn,it was such a fine meeting.We met in a restaurant in town,took some tea and mandazi before talking to ourselves.Drama happened however when the management threw us out for holding a meeting in their workplace.haha.It was quite a scuffle.They wanted to charge us 400 Kenya Shillings for that.hahaha.But we argued our way out.In the meeting were 4 of my former high school's headboys then the other guy and I had served as senior prefects.Even my headboy,the one who's cabinet I was part of,was there.So we had to conclude our meeting from the street after being forced to get out of the restaurant.And we even did our last prayer while holding hands outside there.Wow!I just loved it.

2:30 PM,I hooked up with Nnu Lu Joel,a fellow poet and headed straight to the Hilton Hotel,the venue of the Poetry event that was going down.It's called the Bogof.Has a meaning I've forgotten.Damn,I had a great time.Guys performed their poetry pieces including some neo-soul and Hiphop songs.Ohw,it was off the hook.BlackSkillz killed it with his mad lines.I met Abby,my primary schoolmate.Blackskillz is also one,though we are campusmates now.Tight buddies.Then I also met Denet,the artist.He was my best friend when I was in Class 6,back in 2000.We were in the school football team and we were great team players.

Jay joined me at about 6pm.We hung around a bit as the event was heading for a close then I escorted her to take a bus back to campus.She's a poet too,a friend and everything.I came back home at 8:30pm.Found mum to have come back.I was so happy to see her.I slept at 11.It has been a slow day today.My team,Arsenal are hosting Manchester United at The Emirates in half an hour's time.I don't know what's gonna happen.Why don't I see you later...

Closing Down

My week has finally come to an end in campus.If I would have wanted I would have just been staying at home as there's nothing much to do.But being here makes me feel good.My friends sympathize that I've not been able to sit for exams.It's hard to be a man sometimes.But what to do?The sun will still rise and set.I will only die the day I die.

It has been a tough week.I am only imagining how things would have been had those thugs broken into our house this early morning.Hmmm..Tomorrow I'll be attending a poetry event in town.How I wish I was performing.But my time is coming.My boy Black Skillz will be representing.It will be at the Hilton from 3pm to 7pm.I've asked for some money from a friend and he has saved my skin by sending me the fare.Am happy now.Earlier tomorrow I shall be in a re-union of my former secondary school(Pumwani Secondary School),venue still in town.I heard they bought a new big bus.Havent' seen it yet.

Dad sent some money for up keep.At least there's a little sunshine in the house.I'll be sleeping late tonight.Gotta watch a movie or two.We watched 'Siren' the other day and it was such a horror.Today the weather was a bit cold and cloudy.Quite different from what we are used to here.It's been worse in town,I hear.

Let me close by saying that,am setting my goals right.I have to make it in life.See you.

Last Night

The Europa game between FC Porto and Villareal ended at about 0000 hrs .All the boys in the house watched it.I retired to bed at around 0100
hrs,tired,after checking my facebook account for any message.I was soon asleep obvilion of the world around me.Am normally a log when am in slumberland.


I woke up to the news that thugs tried to break into our house at around 4 am.I was pretty much dead by then.Were it not for my two cousins whose bedroom is near the backyard,we would probably be talking about another story right now.Thank God the back door was closed.They struggled to open it,I hear.Our back wall is not that safe as the owner of the land beside our house dug what is supposedly going to be his future toilet,and so the chunk of soil dug from the ground rests on our wall,raising the ground beside it,making it easy for anyone to climb over.I think it's just by grace that God protected us.


It just crossed my mind...what if we caught them?Would we have beaten them?Just early this week there had been some controversy over whether mob justice is justified after some four thugs were lynched by an angry mob for raping a woman in Nairobi.When it happens to you,you really feel like killing a thug!


I don't know what I would do,but beating someone to death is something I surely can't.Nevertheless,the sun is hiding above the moving clouds.Am in the bus right now for another long day in campus.

Having To Push On.

And that's just life.I've come to learn that experiences make you grow.No wonder we have to face problems in this world.But sometimes some problems just go overboard.Like what happened in Japan the other day was just another thing,Don't have the rightful words to describe.That was not just a problem.


So here I am.Am the first born in this family of three.But at the moment,my sister is staying at our aunty's.The state of our family at the moment is quite unpleasant.It's a period of economic depression.I spoke to dad over the phone last night.He is so sorry that he has not been able to pay my campus fees in full as to enable me to sit for my end of semester exams.But that's life.I had to assure him that I perfectly understand the situation.


I don't know how much our house help has got left.But days are just moving.I have to come to campus without lunch money and just make it to evening somehow.There's a poetry gig I want to attend on Saturday.I don't know where the hell am going to get the entry fee plus my fare.I just have the faith that everything will work out.My brother is soon going back to school.Am glad he is mature enough to persevere the situation.But somehow these challenges make me feel stronger.I talked to God more in depth this morning.I have missed that for a long time.


There is no room for giving up.Life has to take that from me.

In This Situation...

So my day is coming to an end.I have come to school but there's nothing I've learnt.You know why,the administration cannot allow me to sit for exams with this huge fee balance.My parents are not at home.They went to up country over the weekend.It's unfortunate that mum's phone got stolen by thugs as she was making a call in the bus terminus.Oh,Nairobi....Nairobbery?...I miss them.The money dad gave me to cater for the family for the time they would be away is long finished.Now,we are surviving on our house help's account.I don't know how much she has left.We rarely interact in such issues,but at least we don't sleep hungry.In the house,her child is with us,together with my three cousins and my brother.These are men...in their youth.:)They EAT!!I tell you.Right now,am surviving without lunch,as I don't have anyone to approach for that assistance.But the semester has been alright.I still am proud of my dad for making me come this far.I have an education and there's no looking back.Am going home in a short while,hungry as I always am.Tonight I will ask God to be with us.Indeed,that is why we are still pushing.

Dad's money hasn't come through yet,and he rarely relies on his employer for she pays him so late,sometimes even two weeks into the month.That's supposed to make him take care of his family.That's why I can't be a teacher in Kenya.At least not in some schools in this place.

All the same,am lucky to be alive.I can't complain much.Let me write some poems.Perhaps they would help me close this diary in a mirthy mood.Cheers.