LESSONS FROM THE DEPUTY PRESIDENT'S SPEECH

The emotional speech by the deputy president William Ruto was one of its kind. With a well synthesized theme,it portrayed the expected face of the institution of presidency.

Appearing in an International Criminal Court of law for almost a decade is not a popcorn munch. Worse still, if wrongly accused (at least according to the deputy president). With a well orchestrated system of coached witnesses and a ruthless publicity,no one would have expected the second in power to be so composed in declaring forgiveness.

It was not only patriotic,nationalistic but also great character of the DP who ideally has the ability to manipulate state machinery at his disposal to get his way. To the surprise of the entire nation, he proved to have been a religious leader in his campus days before becoming a politician.

 Humility is a rare virtue that he showed as a 'national dad'
(The president was out of the country during the Friday declaration). It is a great source of motivation and lesson.

The 2007/8 bloodbath that saw more than 1000 Kenyans loss their lives due to political intolerance needed a very large dose of reconciliation. The utterances of the deputy president were oil to the wounds and the scars. His choice of words portrayed the desire to have a united nation. It's a move worth commendation and incorporation.

Cohesion as portrayed in the deputy president's campaign to unite the entire nation in the umbrella of one party is a prove that despite the divisive allegations against him,he is committed to join the nation. It is a step that even pundits have no doubt about.

As a nation we ought to borrow the lessons from the deputy head of state and hasten in uniting the nation beyond political and ethnic orientations.

LESSONS FROM THE DEPUTY PRESIDENT'S SPEECH

The emotional speech by the deputy president William Ruto was one of its kind. With a well synthesized theme,it portrayed the expected face of the institution of presidency.

Appearing in an International Criminal Court of law for almost a decade is not a popcorn munch. Worse still, if wrongly accused (at least according to the deputy president). With a well orchestrated system of coached witnesses and a ruthless publicity,no one would have expected the second in power to be so composed in declaring forgiveness.

It was not only patriotic,nationalistic but also great character of the DP who ideally has the ability to manipulate state machinery at his disposal to get his way. To the surprise of the entire nation, he proved to have been a religious leader in his campus days before becoming a politician.

 Humility is a rare virtue that he showed as a 'national dad'
(The president was out of the country during the Friday declaration). It is a great source of motivation and lesson.

The 2007/8 bloodbath that saw more than 1000 Kenyans loss their lives due to political intolerance needed a very large dose of reconciliation. The utterances of the deputy president were oil to the wounds and the scars. His choice of words portrayed the desire to have a united nation. It's a move worth commendation and incorporation.

Cohesion as portrayed in the deputy president's campaign to unite the entire nation in the umbrella of one party is a prove that despite the divisive allegations against him,he is committed to join the nation. It is a step that even pundits have no doubt about.

As a nation we ought to borrow the lessons from the deputy head of state and hasten in uniting the nation beyond political and ethnic orientations.

Forgive Me Mum

I have no intention,
To hurt you my dear mum,
But as the situation is,
Please forgive me.


I have a phobia,
A few aspects of fear,
Especially the past revelations,
I have no courage to wait...

My days were spent sniffing,
My hours knew no studies,
But lessons,
Lessons in gambling,
Lessons in powder market,
Lessons in new platforms!

Mum,
Please understand,
I miss what you expect,
Your loans and efforts,
I'm sorry for my zero return,
But I know you'll understand.

I lost a lot Mum,
Confidence and dignity,
Hope and determination,
And your deepest desire,
I pitied formal learning!

Mum,
I'm leaving today,
To a place where I know not,
I'm leaving today,
To keep off your wrath,
I'm leaving today,
For I can't stand to see your disappointment,
I'm leaving today,
To nurse my stupidity alone.

Forgive me Mum,
Examinations release,
Will shed light of my chant,
I have hope you'll understand.

Goodbye mum...

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Innocently Guilty

A mistake,
So unfortunate it occurred.

He,
The mole to the big office,
The trustee watch did it.

He drunk from the best cistern,
Had no sieve to break,
Impact so conspicuous,
The head girl's momma bumped in furiously!

Cornered,
Thinnest sweat over threats,
The mole and the high office had to oblige,
And the other crew smiled!

Justice at last,
Telling on paused,
And the face directed to the soil,
Probably mindful of the future!

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TALES FROM THE BUSH: SCHOOLING FUN! 1

Attending a day secondary school in Molo takes courage and sacrifice. This is especially a multiple weapons to the students who do not stay in the small town as their homes. Their origin is places at least five kilometres from the town commonly termed as 'Rugongo' literally meaning from the interior parts of the constituency.

A day starts by milking at around five in the morning. Preparation to school and yes, dropping the milk to the retailer.

The cold morning is a busy one for the students. Freezing and working. Rainy season is an excellent tragedy. Yet they concentrate and compete nationally!

The group that fears distance banks on rentals. Cubicles as they call them are joints in the slum-like parts of the town such as Moto,Kanyoni and Casino. The cubicles are affordable as the highest charges not more than Ksh. 350 per month.

Lifestyle in the dens is simplistic. Just a matter of surviving and hardening. Lighting is predominantly tin lamps. Kerosene is used economically,10 bob a day. Food is fairly cheap. Getting a sack of the basics from home. These students on a day that the assignments or the targets are set to be hit, they don't cook. Buying the rejected snacks popularly known as ngumus for half the normal price! This takes them for the entire evening and morning! The only top up is a cup of strong tea!
You can't even think of the neighborhood,all the types of social menace,the drunkards,idlers,alleged prostitutes and the good breed too! Yet they manage to meet the minimum required points to join the campuses!

To be continued....

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MEMORIES: GIVING BACK TO THE SOCIETY UNIQUELY

In the effort to counter joblessness, we came up with an idea. We were three. Victims of double intake,it was a super long holiday,nine months. Giving back to the society, in a small way though,we made it exciting. Motivation speaking to schools around our locality.

The thought began as a joke,followed by application for appointments. We prepared. We feared. We inspired ourselves. It took a fortnight to tour across the town and some parts of the bush. With coinless pockets, sometimes we had to walk. One of the days in particular, we bought sugarcane sticks and crisscrossed forest near the famous dusty Kibunja Road.

The real action was a great motivation in itself. The courage to give hope and strengthen the pupils and students was overwhelming. Most importantly, it inspired us to see that a lot of youngsters were banking on our words,taking us as pace setters. We could muse that the motivation we offered was helpful to us than the intended recipients. It made us realise how much potential we slept on, how much the little effort could impact and impart knowledge amongst the motivation thirsty students.
The financial returns we got were not as inspiring as the feeling that (a)soul(s) had been reignited,guided,shown the way and made believe in possibilities that even the informants were dreaming of.

Frustrations and jeers were not new. Some heads couldn't buy our idea. We all seemed too young to talk about 'successful stories'. The platform could be given to us on condition that we would be monitored by teachers just in case we deviated or 'drained content'.
Amazingly, we always over performed. We enjoyed the art of impressing humbly.

Our souls always got unique inner peace. Assured that our efforts were not in vain. We enjoyed services on our own terms. We were answerable to ourselves. We envied the vision, creating employment,impacting the society directly,positively.

Betty Omae, Charsely Mochoge, I will always remember your teamwork and commitment to our noble course. When are starting a company?

TALES FROM THE BUSH: ABSURDITY EDITION

Tales From The Bush:

Absurdity Edition

By Yours Truly.

Disclaimer: This is pure fiction. Any resemblance to real people is highly regretted.

It's in the driest season of the year. The lands are on contrary very wet. Pockets are inside out and the value of coins escalate. Basic knowledge of economics terms it scarcity and the principle of demand and supply works out perfectly. It's easy to understand what practical stuff work unlike the boring afternoon lectures on the same with a stomach full of Ugali Madodo.

James a shamba boy has been keen to save a large portion of his allowances. For the best part of the year,his "becoming a miser" approach to save is a headline. Tired of taking orders and overworked, his mind is clear ; save for three more months, soon you'll be a livestock owner. His hardwork is admired by many, his success is long awaited.

Mary and Jane. A duo crazy in quite a number of rejected ways. Who doesn't know how many abortions they've done and sponsored? How many boys and men are lured to tamper with the accepted moral code? To save for the best, James and his ilk are laughed at by the aforementioned. Stupid,gullible,miserable fellows who need enlightenment are the some of the terms they employ.

James is about to jump over. His mission is on the final lap. His dream is about to come true. Until the dynamic duo bumps into him. Treacherous. Money sniffers. Baffles James. And takes his entire savings account!

Issuing threats, James leaves the village. " Tell your daughters to bring my money,otherwise you'll look for me,I won't be reachable." The parents defend their daughters. They may be crooks but thieves...

One year on dot, James is remembered. Trying to find his whereabouts,to no avail. Medics can't identify the ailments of the two. Mary losses her sight. All she sees is fire. Jane can see but her stomach is on fire. Jane can't withstand any more she tells her mom goodbye,"I'd better leave than withstand the fireworks."

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After attending her funeral service, every one leaves in bowed heads,cursing evil that has befallen them. The blind girl is the one who admits what they did, desperately calling for help to restore her sight.

Campus Relationships: Brains, Money and Services

Excitement. Is the word that one dreams of on getting a scholar to date. Who hates a brilliant one for a wife or husband? Wait,so in the most moves,beginners dream of unending relationships. Lifetime! Unfortunately, it's not necessarily the case. A survey reveals a series of reasons cited for campus pairings.

James, a finalist in School of Business says that what he needed in any relationship was cost sharing.
" We have meagre allowances as students. Getting a patner doubles the share hence easy management." Confims James who also cites cuddling and spending the weekends together as other privileges. He laughs on any future banking on any relationship.

Jenison* a first year student pursuing Sociology is quick learner and embraces the system's mannerisms.

"Any guy who approaches me on matters relationship has a special attention on a given feature in me. The same principle is applied for my acceptance. He must satisfy my financial needs.It's that simple."

Shockingly, a good number of boys have an offer interest of financial boost in relationships.

" They rely on our efforts to secure them,listen to their unending whines, satiate their various desires to name but a few. All these requires motivation; money. "Says Jorge a second year student pursuing Statistics.

Winnie who studies psychology argues that for a relationship to exist,it must have a common interest for both parties. She says that humans been social beings,they need attention and company in their various activities. She affirms a common cliche, no man is an island.

In a rare unfolding, Yvonne says that she dates senior students within her course or extremely brilliant classmates whose input is simple, academics.

" I take no chances with my studies. One must be a course mate with the best knowledge I need. It's okay for us to be complementing information and learn from each other. No books, no relationship."

Yvonne's thoughts are echoed by four more students; three ladies and a gentleman.

Rarely,cases of marriage occur and happy ever after is heard. It requires special commitment and truthfulness.

Miriam* who studies Special Needs Education says that her boyfriend has been great and since they're finalising, marriage is inevitable.

" Faithful men are not easily found in this generation. I'm so lucky to have met him."

Among other people, the entire discussion on affairs to do with relationships. Having lost trust,made mothers and totally ignored by the irresponsible fathers.

Calen* warns first years to be cautious lest one fails on the traps of unplanned pregnancies that have far reaching consequences.

The conclusion of the interviews resonates with the title of the piece,relationships,are either based on money,needs or services offered. It's about what one gains. Love is hard to find.

GO....

Tracing The Roots: A Madness Anthology

#015

GO...

Add everything you need,
Pack all you admire,
I'm so into your departure,
It's the best for the entire goodness...

I became suspicious when she joined us,
The pretty daughter of ours,
My simple calculations had a large error,
But I had a million thoughts to concentrate on...

Rumours,
I dismissed,
Became numb,
Launched investigation,
And the results conspicuous,
You're one generous provider,
A special public plunge for all,
A married woman in my homily household.

Your tears are petty,
I'm so hurt to listen,
You're lucky to be leaving today unbeaten,
Get your mother to train you,
Find a better position to cheat,
Without my interference,
How many have you aborted?
It's unfair to have you as a wife,
Just go.

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Tales From The Bush: Mounting Business

By Yours Truly

 DISCLAIMERS:

*This is pure fiction,any resemblance is coincidental and highly regretted.
* The piece may be long
*Language use may be offensive.


Christmas in the bush,where I was brought up means a lot. It's the season when the families meet. Families are the ultra-extended;meaning connections that are crazier than any web. Everyone is a family and family is about ties,respect and a lorry of gifts from townsfolk. Especially for those who have deep pockets.Anyway, the day's topic is elsewhere, stories or simply gossip and creative segments.

It's a tricky business to get updated. Mkono mtupu ulambwe na nani?
"Burning the gum" gucina jeshi kini is the shortest way to get information. Luckily,it takes a few bucks to order mandazi chai na fegi for everyone to tune on the play mode. Versions. Varieties.

This year's (2015) edition was dubbed, Mounting Business. Be naughty and thoughtful,no one went to any hill nor Mt. Kenya. Mounting Business had three faces.

It all began with milk taste change in Munithi's herd.He improved feeds,water,no change. He consulted both modern and traditional veterinarians  to no avail. On one moonlit cold night,the riddle got solved.A cow's pant was abnormal,heightened. Kimenge, the big kihii was busy,killing the eel as he warmed the cow!

Kaganu was the actor of part two. His apetite for chang'aa led to an inability to provide for his vast herd of kids. A wife battering expert,his wife took a break leaving kids to the dog,their father. Wanjugu the first daughter; twelve years became the mother. The drunkard mounted on her consistently,mercilessly. Telling on her dad,he became the village drum,mounted on by all,mercifully!

Gender balance on check, Nyakahari made the epitome of the mounting business. A newlywed bride with the husband in Nyairofi. They say she's tasty and thirsty. Feast is her simple description! Generous to the local youth. Everyone talks of her spinning prowess. All is well until the coughing business is launched to the celebrants. Mounting Business ends by a series of mountains,graves.

A minor case of a pretty minor who allows a science to explore her anatomy is still in verification process to be entered to the Mounting Business. Ends.

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