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.