YOUR ROLE!

It is late,the time is 12 minutes past 2am. I am not asleep,am seated in my dimly lit room,a radio playing soft music just above my head,the neighbor hood quiet,I can almost hear me breath.Now for me, this is the the time I sink into thought.

Today,it is politics,ODM,TNA,and all the others.Do not get me wrong,the other parties also do count but for some strange reason as Kenyans you either belong to ODM or TNA .There are young boys in my area code who are so "passionate" and are willing to kill for the same.They sit by shops discussing politics all day,hurling insults at people they have labeled their opponents.

I have been wondering how these young men make ends meet,to me they are very idle and sadly enough they belong to the most productive age group.I got an answer to that,some politician somewhere is paying you to push his agenda.Sadly enough you probably dont believe a single bit in the agenda you are pushing.

What happened o passion?Ask me not.
What happened to being independent minded?

Young people,history will judge you harshly,very harshly!!!!!!!!!!wake up and play your role,but remember it has to be peaceful.

SUN SETS

Gabriel do you remember that beautiful sunset,you probably do not,maybe you never even take time to look keenly at it.The holidays are long over,but I am lucky to have the opportunity to laze around at the beach.I ask myself why such an opportunity,why me,then again why not me.

Life has its way of molding our day to day lives.Today it hurts,tomorrow it hurts just a little less and after a couple of months it does not hurt at all.However as human beings we many a times what to hold on to the pain,we want to remember every last detail of it.I can still hear her voice saying those nasty things to me,six months down the line,she said,least bothered about who was listening. I have moved from house to house and home to home since my parents died because I just couldn't get along with all those families that took me in,he whispered this as we sat in a dimply lit room, to ensure I couldn't see those tear drops.I have been hurt really badly by people I cared for deeply,am just so tired of this life,she said as I gave a big hug warm of reassurance.

How many times do we choose to hang on to the pain.I am a culprit too, a big one at that.For me its all about being a tough cookie,never asking for help,always brushing aside rude comments,smiling in public and crying myself to sleep,yes there is many of us but its equally important to learn to live life like that beautiful sunset.The sun sets in the evening and rises in the morning how about we each learn to allow it to set beautifully with all the heart ache the day came with,allowing us to rise in the morning like a new sun.Yes and when it rises,the site is equally to die for,therefore a new day should be as bright and as appealing to look at and look forward to just like the sun rise.

I am happier,healthier,sweeter,and lets just say,more softer even during the day.My friends say,I have this innocent smile lately...........that is for you to judge,but my sun sets with the days aches and rises fresh a new each morning.

THOSE FINGERS!!!!!

The time now is 12:44 am,I am seated in the dark,there is pin drop silence,I can hear myself press the computer buttons and the sound of the fun above me does not help at all.Outside there is movement of tuk tuks and motor bikes,yes at 12:44am. Isn't this just the perfect time for me to write my thoughts down.

I recently watched a documentary on prostitution behind the veil.Yes the veil.It left me a taste of disgust.I know you are not sure what disgust tastes like.At the back of my mouth  I could taste bitter or should I say sour.That feeling you have when you eat a row mango,the one that has you picking your ears.Only that this time it was accompanied by nausea.

On Sunday night walking along Accra road at 8pm, I got to see beautiful women, parading themsleves on the street.I say to myself this must be desperation. What would have you sleep with several men in a night?Is there any pleasure from doing that, is there any sexual gratification.I can imagine how the women feel when the night is over.

The Sunday night encounter and the documentary on prostitution behind the veil in Iran had me shading tears.Women are usually pushed to the wall.In the documentary,one of the lady discusses how she enjoys using scented condoms with this naughty look on her face,but soon looks down at her feet as she says how bad its feels when the deed is all over.She wonders how many more men she has to sleep with to get a break through in her life.All she wants is her daughter's happiness,a difference for that little girl whose oblivious of the heroine her mother is smoking just to escape a few minutes of reality. 

I do not judge,I never and ever will.You know why,because you and I have sent this women to the streets to serve as commercial sex workers.When you have that incompetent secretary whose comes from your ethnic community,when as a teacher you keep reinforcing failure to a weak student, when as a doctor you let a mother who has just given birth bleed to death leaving the newborn to be brought up by a stranger,when you tear that page from a library book, when you grab land leaving others without shelter,when you rape a woman impregnating her,when in church you become God making Judgement  left,right and center.Yes you and I have those women out there every night,because we pay for the sex,ohhh I had to tell you that,we do pay for that sex as a society, Christians, Muslims , Indians and all other religions alike.Only we pay for it in secret,during the day each of us choosing to act all self righteous, a friend of mine would have said acting like you  competing Jesus in being holly,Interesting choice of words.......

I do not judge,because my three fingers are pointing at me,only one is pointing at them.  

I will try posting the documentary,its about 30 minutes long.

Episode 1 of The Friday Night Knitting Club

That day, I sat in that bus, a heavy feeling in my heart, deep in thought. But before I go on and on about me, let me tell you a little something about my sit mate .A young man, in his late twenties or very early thirties, with him was his adorable son, just less of two years, his name was Ivan. A charming boy. Ivan you worn my heart over. The young boy kept stealing glances at the tired me. I must admit he was handsome too, even at that young age and the tired grumpy me who wanted to get drowned in my Von Clause Wits, Concept of War just had to cheer up and smile back, struggling to join in his game of glances stealing as his father watched us closely hoping his son was not being a bother. He wasn’t at all, if anything he helped me loose count of time.

I loosened my sit belt just to get comfortable, occasionally listening in on the other passengers conversations. Mostly they discussed politics, I subject that made me sick to the stomach. ”You know serikal is so going to win, a young man seated on seat 28 said, enyewe , his seat mate said as if to agree with him, going on and on. I wish they would discuss peace, the economy, the state of the roads in Kenya. For instance driving along the Mau Escarpment is scary, annoying and well ,equally breath taking. We were just past that beautiful and scary piece of art, maybe a discussion like that would lead to politics discussed objectively. All in all ,that is just me being a pain in the a….

Several hours passed ,the bus had gone quiet, most of the passengers asleep. I was wide awake deep in thought, occasionally making faces and sneering at those who were snoring. I wished I could sleep too, but it had been a long tough year and I needed to give it deep thought, trying to hold back my tears, each time swallowing saliva that would gather  in my mouth from the thought of how much I hated them .Don’t worry, it is not you. I am even afraid I might have been having a monologue ,with everyone thinking I was losing my sanity, well maybe, I had and was losing it. Be the judge :D  Suddenly I heard the screeching of breaks, the bus moving from side to side so fast that I almost threw up. The next time I could tell what had just happened, I was soaking wet, standing in the rain, beside a bus that had overturned.

You probably are wondering how the Friday Night Knitting Club has any relations to this, hold on, I will tell in just a bit how much comfort I have found in that club and how many mugs of coffee I have taken with those women from the knitting club after my scary ordeal.

Hey, Lillian, I just had to mention you here, you too are part of that knitting club, I am not sure you would even buy wool to begin with but I know how many times we have knit together ………………smiles. Infact, we just have our own kind of knitting club, that started way in the year 2002.Remember!!!!!!!

COME BACK

I have been away for a while,maybe for all the good reasons and maybe for all the bad reasons.But I am back,refreshed and ready to write,hey I have pictures too,watch out'you may find yourself on my blog.
Watch this space

To Love

YOU CAME TO LOVE NOT BY FINDING THE PERFECT PERSON BUT BY SEEING THE IMPERFECT PERSON PERFECTLY

Do you know about the 80-20 rule?Your thought on the same will be inorder..
To be honest,I have loved not ones and I have equally lost.The question I am trying to ask,is just how much love is enough.Is it ever enough.How much effort should we put into it,does it grow,when does it mature,when does it hurt,does it ever stop hurting.The questions in my mind now are just too many.

Whoever finds a wife finds a good thing, and obtains favor of the LORD

You have probably read and had this line over and over again and it is now 'cliche'.However have you had time to think about its weight.
The other day I was given an opportunity to discuss family values with the Meru GK prison staff and I realized that this was a topic often least considered when planning for a social forum.We as a society are too busy chasing money, good jobs, the promotion at work,the nice expensive dress you that just got imported by that stall in Jamia mall,that nice handsome man who you truly know is married,that woman who you suspect has a dis functional marriage,that girl who everyone discusses her abilities in bed,that prostitute who got you screaming the first you ever tried having sex with one. We are always chasing and when each of you gets their immediate reward for the chase we tend to find something new to chase.
Yes you also chased your wife,I don't mean away, I mean you worked really hard to ensure she was with you only, and in the long run she married you and has now bore beautiful children for you.so when did you realize that there was more to chase?or when did you discover you had settled for less?
A wife is truly a gift from God.Compare your wife with that gift/talent God gave you.Some of you can sing,others can dance,others are good with instruments, others just find mathematics a walk over,some are just damn right wealthy.All of these are gifts from God and we often tend to ensure that they are well taken care of.Infact schools today are talking about nurturing gift/talents identified among the students.My question is,so why not take care of that talent the good Lord gave to you as a favour "your wife"
A wife is carefully chosen gift from God.Out of all the women in the world God in his divine mercy identified a woman who will live with you for life,and then you decide to make her life a living hell,compare this to doing the same to the Lord.
If that does not make you guilty,the you are as good as a body with no spirit.



Proverbs 19:14
Houses and wealth are inherited from parents, but a prudent wife is from the LORD

Genesis 2:18-24

The LORD God said, "It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him." Now the LORD God had formed out of the ground all the beasts of the field and all the birds of the air. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them; and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name. So the man gave names to all the livestock, the birds of the air and all the beasts of the field. But for Adam no suitable helper was found. So the LORD God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man's ribs and closed up the place with flesh. Then the LORD God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.

The man said, "This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called 'woman,' for she was taken out of man."
For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.

Deuteronomy 24:5

If a man has recently married, he must not be sent to war or have any other duty laid on him. For one year he is to be free to stay at home and bring happiness to the wife he has married.

Matthew 19:4-6

Haven't you read," he replied, "that at the beginning the Creator 'made them male and female,' and said, 'For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh'? So they are no longer two, but one. Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate."

1 Corinthians 7: 1-16

Now for the matters you wrote about: It is good for a man not to marry. But since there is so much immorality, each man should have his own wife, and each woman her own husband. The husband should fulfill his marital duty to his wife, and likewise the wife to her husband. The wife's body does not belong to her alone but also to her husband. In the same way, the husband's body does not belong to him alone but also to his wife. Do not deprive each other except by mutual consent and for a time, so that you may devote yourselves to prayer. Then come together again so that Satan will not tempt you because of your lack of self-control. I say this as a concession, not as a command. I wish that all men were as I am. But each man has his own gift from God; one has this gift, another has that.

But if the unbeliever leaves, let him do so. A believing man or woman is not bound in such circumstances; God has called us to live in peace. How do you know, wife, whether you will save your husband? Or, how do you know, husband, whether you will save your wife?

Ephesians 5:22-33

Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. After all, no one ever hated his own body, but he feeds and cares for it, just as Christ does the church- for we are members of his body. "For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh." This is a profound mystery-but I am talking about Christ and the church. However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband.

Colossians 3:18,19

Wives, submit to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord. Husbands, love your wives and do not be harsh with them.

Hebrews 13:4-7

Marriage should be honored by all, and the marriage bed kept pure, for God will judge the adulterer and all the sexually immoral. Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,

"Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you." So we say with confidence, "The Lord is my helper; I will not be afraid. What can man do to me?"
Remember your leaders, who spoke the word of God to you. Consider the outcome of their way of life and imitate their faith.

Mark 10:6-9

"But at the beginning of creation God 'made them male and female.'' For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.' So they are no longer two, but one. Therefore what God has joined together, let man not separate."

Love

Romans 12: 9-21

Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality. Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited.

Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord. On the contrary:
"If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head."
Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil .