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
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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.