Archive | September 2013

This and That #TGIF

Hasn’t this one been one long week full of anxiousness, uncertainty and unanswered questions with regards to the events that unfolded in our beloved country? So much loss in different places. Though the one that came close home was the Westgate attack, because for a moment there I put myself in that situation. It could have been me or you, because at one time or another, we find ourselves there, either for meetings, shopping or fun times. Today at the office, we had a moment of prayer and one of the pastors (yes we have a couple of pastors in the office) made us *okay, me* understand that in all these tragedies, something is born that enables us to rise above the tragedies and we’re blessed. That we should thank God in everything even those things that make us grief and let Gods will be.

Thank God It's Friday

Source – Mutua Matheka: Thank God It’s Friday

I finished reading “Half of a Yellow Sun” – Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Boy, is she a story-teller even in writing. Got to hear her story in one of the TED talks and from the way she was speaking, I was like, “I need to read something she’s written.” In short, it was one book that I had trouble putting down. And when I did, somewhere at the back of my mind, I was thinking about it. She narrates the war so vividly, she puts life in the characters. In my head, I must’ve been reading with their voices and accents. When I finished, I couldn’t believe I’m done. I wanted to know what happened next, what happened to Olanna’s twin sister Kainene? I didn’t want to finish it, but I did.

If I had any hopes of writing, this book here brought me back to reality…lol. Not that I don’t believe in myself. Maybe I don’t, but yikes! If that’s one literary text to compare my *attempt to* writing to, I’ve got a long way to go. The grammar, the flow, the telling of the story … maybe I’ve over-blown her horn but she damn good. Can’t wait to get my hands on her other books. Purple Hibiscus or Americana maybe.  They’ll all be read either way. Says me who was never into literature in high school. I wish I had the same interest when I was reading my Chinua Achebe et al. Ever realized that when you’re forced to do something it’s not as fun as when you’re doing it because you’ve voluntarily pushed yourself towards it? Education should have been like that.

Safari Sevens

Safari 7’s last weekend was lots of fun. The boyfriend and I were lucky to get complementaries from KQ and Wrigleys thanks to ah-so-mazing friends and we totally had a good time. Until my friend started working for Wrigleys, I always considered it a very foreign company. For some reason I even thought they imported all the chewing gum and sold it here, SMH! That was just plain ignorance on my part though. They are aggressive in marketing their products and have them available everywhere, like literally. Tell me someone who doesn’t know orbit. If you don’t, I owe you a pack. So can we comfortably say this is my first give-away he he.

Then listen to this jam by Elani – Jana Usiku! Kenyan music gets better and better, that’s been on replay this week. “Me nataka paree pareee! Sahau shida kaa umesota, leo tupige makele corner to corner tukiimba…” Don’t you just want to do that sometimes. Let the good times roll even when broke *woop woop*

Super Friday to y’all. May you have a blessed one and keep safe. While at it, a little more laughing, living and loving.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

What’s Your Story?

Everyone has a story to tell. It could be the most lame story to you, but to someone else it could be life-changing, the epiphany they very much-needed. It could be what helps them be able to tackle a situation they’re in. In most cases, there are similarities in situations or stories. You may not have the same feelings, same reactions, same solutions, but there is some comfort in knowing that you’re not ALONE. You’re not the only one going through something. There’s someone else going through the same thing you’re going through, whether you’re rich or poor, black or white, Christian or Muslim. If not the same, maybe to lesser or greater degree that one can relate to.

What's Your Story, Experience, Life

Have you ever met with a stranger and when you strike a conversation they go ahead and ask you, “WHAT’S YOUR STORY?” That question used to get to my nerves at some point in my life. I always thought they want to find out about my relationship status or my age. It’s the kind of question when asked all you want to respond with is an astounding blank stare with popping eyes screaming silently “How dare you!” Because you have so much to say and this question is nothing but ‘so vague’. It doesn’t point you to any direction. Like, what exactly do you want to know, is it about my childhood, school, relationships, family, friends, work, or just me? Is this an interview? The question brings you a whole set of new challenges that rack your brain for a couple of seconds.

Well that’s what I’m kind of trying to do here. Rack your brain just-a-wee-bit. Take you back to any of your experiences that you think are worth jotting down and sharing with a friend or more here. You know when you write your experience it kind of sinks in a little more and it’s quite some therapy, at least for me. It reminds you more vividly of that moment you were in. It even helps you deal with yourself, because at that moment you’re thinking of yourself (one of the few times ‘it’s all about you’), what you were thinking, what you were feeling, how you reacted, what was the lesson you took from it. In good times and in bad times, all of them hold a story worth being told.

It’s something that’s been in my mind for far too long but I have been lazy to implement it because I didn’t know where to start. I had the idea but execution, you know how that goes. Currently being fuelled by a spark of the moment, hence the courage and psyche to start this category, which will be featured in the tabs up there. Basically, I’ll need you (my readers and fellow bloggers) to come into play. To tell your story, not necessarily your “relationship status or age” like I was once thought the question insinuated, but an experience that you feel compelled to share; to inspire, influence or impact someone else’s life.

Inspire, Impact, Influence

Looking forward to bugging you and hearing from you. So, What’s Your Story? Will be coming to a blog near you sooner than later. Stay blessed and keep safe.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

You Learn NOT Lose

“You win some, you lose some,” that’s the game of life as purported. To cushion the reason why you would lose in the first place. I mean you can’t always be winning or else it’ll get into you head. That’s how it comes off. Don’t we always celebrate, acknowledge and make merry when we make wins? You are almost untouchable, the world is yours to conquer. T-shirt ripping, chest beating, double fist pumping, if you could you would. Then when you lose, you want the earth to open up and swallow you whole. It’s a shame, it’s embarrassing, you are afraid of facing the world. You wonder what they’ll think of you, a loser that’s good for nothing perhaps. We think far and beyond what they are thinking of us and maybe you’re the last person they are thinking of. That’s how we’ve taken it to be. Wins are to be celebrated, loses are to be shamed. It happens to me too, though I feel it shouldn’t be that way.

Wins and loses are usually attributed to situations that have you placed under a microscope. In our different spheres of life, it’s like we are always sitting in an exam room. Not the typical exam room where you’ve been given time to prepare for it, material and hints of what you’ll be examined and on the d-day you’re given a question paper and answer sheet to pour out all what you’ve been reading. If you thought that was difficult, now imagine one you’re unprepared for. No material, no hints, just you and what you think you should do in that situation. These are situations you’re unaware of. Unaware of its essence or even when, where or how it will present itself.  Life does that to you, it gives you choices of which your decisions could either result into a win or lose. But when you lose, it gets you to learn what you should or shouldn’t have done in the first place. If you’re lucky, you get another chance to play it down again and now you can make a wise and calculated decision given the choices presented to you. It could be because if you don’t lose some, it would get into you head and you won’t want to learn some. It’s in the loses or failures that you get to learn. The wins are like a reward for your learning.

I had actually done this post a while ago, and it was just sitting in the drafts, you know just chilling. Thinking that there’s something that I could add on to it, but then, nothing really came to mind. It is just what it is.

It’s about winning and learning, NOT losing. The moment we feel like we’ve lost, is the moment that we stop living, we become too hopeless to salvage the situation.

Despite the circumstances we’re faced with especially those that make you feel like you’ve lost in one way or another; Some life-taking, others life-threatening; some feeling of helplessness and hopelessness and others of insignificance, whatever it is, learning from it is what sets you apart as a human being. It’s what gives life more meaning, because, the reality that is, is sometimes it does lose its meaning. But never give up. That’s why you’re a hero in your own story, and heroes, they never give up, regardless.

You Win Some, You Learn Some NOT Lose.

You Win Some, You Learn Some NOT Lose Some

On that note, my heartfelt condolences to all those who’s loved ones lost their lives in the cowardly and beastly Westgate attack. Quick recovery and healing to those who were directly afflicted and inflicted. It’s unthinkable and unbelievable because anyone could have been there instead of them, it could have been me or you. For those of us that live to tell the tale, let it be a story of winning and learning and not one of losing. Let’s not give the enemies an upper hand, because you’re braver than you believe and stronger than you seem. Keep up that Kenyan spirit. The oneness, the bravery and strength of our people, the positive messages all over, the selfless acts, because that there, that’s God working through us.

Have a blessed and safe week lovelies.

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

Chasing the Blues: Monday Musings

I’m just kicking it back and not saying what I’m really up to, but *waves* I’m still here. Ever had this feeling that you want to attach value to things. You want to see some tangible value from the things that you invest your time and mind in. Like I want to write a post and just when I’m thinking about its content, I ask myself, of what value will it be. And then I think maybe not, this is a strange blogging phase.

My ideas come mostly when I’m asleep, when I’m watching a good movie, when I’m busy concocting recipes for my simple delish meals, when I’m in a bus going home or when I’m busy doing housework. And just when I think I’ve hit the thought jack pot, I postpone putting it down and after a few minutes I can only remember bits and pieces of my though. Either that, which in most cases doesn’t help recover the full thought or it just evaporates, not to be thought until later. So I got a journal, to put down thoughts. Not lengthy, just enough to give me a hint. It sucks when great ideas slip away.

Thank God It's Friday

Monday Musing


As usual lots of movies and series,

Hit the Floor (Series), this one is definitely a must watch. Drama and dance entangled. It’s about cheer leaders and the players of a team called ‘The Devils’ how they rehearse, their lives. It kept me glued, almost cried when I finished Ssn 1 in disbelief. Can’t wait for Ssn 2.

Zero Hour (Series), about a strange breed of staunch Christians so to say who are looking for the origin of the cross and are using  clues to find it. The clues are in the form of clocks that were given to the 12 apostles. They create an interesting twist in between of kidnapping, family drama and all to make it intriguing.

Adore (movie), Complicated. These two women who grow up together and both bear children (boys), then once their children grow into men, they both fall in love with each others kids (see what I mean). It’s disgusting. Especially where they get their own families but they continue seeing each other mothers (i.e grandmothers). Ah weird.

Big Wedding (movie), It had amazing actors, that’s why I got it. When I watched it at first, I felt a bit wasted, then the 2nd time, I actually found it funny. It’s about this couple that’s getting married and the dude’s (who’s adopted) parents have to act as if they’re still together to please the real mum. But in the end it all falls apart because the father is dating another woman. Twisted but comical.

Graceland (series), Undercover FBI, they are young, interesting and smart. They pretend to be part of gangs to get the pedlars.

Viva Riva (movie), it was recommended as a classic. About the hoarding of fuel in DRC, the corruption that went on to make sure that the fuel was sold and a battle of the fuel hoards.

10 Rules for Sleeping around (movie), a couple that has 10 rules for having an open and healthy relationship. They never work, in the end someone catches a feeling.

World War Z (movie) – About the world getting attacked by some disease that turns people into some ghastly creatures or zombies and the secret agents are fighting them and trying to save the world. I was so tired I slept, judge me now. Will re-watch and give my verdict but from the first bit and the trailer, it kept me on toes wondering what will happen next.

Yet to watch: Peoples, Breaking the girls, any recommendations?


The weather, isn’t it lovely? Clear blue skies, some traces of clouds, that’s the good life. Now if I was in some cruise … sun bathing, cocktails, cool waters, fantasies are real.


On replay is Emeli Sande, John Legend and Ed Sheeran.


Half of a Yellow Sun – Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, I know I’m late to the party, but I’m here now. I’m just wondering why I hadn’t started earlier. It’s better than watching a Nigerian movie, since you’re making up the cast in your head the quality & effect is also definitely way better.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun


Quite an assortment of meals … a moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips, now we know where all this is going *cringe*

Food, Chicken, Ugali, Greens, Home Fries, Rice

Some delish meals, either served in the office or cooked at home


Some positive feedback and taking up diverse opportunities. Believing in myself more, that I am capable of doing great things without a doubt and no fear while at it. A push in the right direction.


I should remove this section, if I wrote the list you’d start a campaign for “Kenyans for Kawi”. There’s a wish list somewhere.


Or rather hoping for a road trip with a couple of friends soon, they’re so much fun to hung out with. If it’s not all laughter, it’s all learning lessons. They might be young but with a wealth of knowledge and experience, it’s amazing.


Keeping your word, where you say it and you do it. It’s just a matter of principle. I have a bad habit of forgetting to do what I have said I will do or just letting it pass, you know just because. But I’ve been working on reversing that and making it an obligation that I must do what I said I will do, despite the challenges. If I make a pledge or I RSVP. It goes a long way. You get more satisfaction knowing that you’ve kept your word than when you don’t and it keeps lingering. It also says quite a lot about you as a person and makes you learn when to say YES & NO.

Let this week be nothing short of blissful as we close in Monday and chase those blues away, to yellows!

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*

If You Want To Feel Rich

You know the interesting thing about life? I also don’t. Ha ha kidding, I do. It’s that at the end of the day it’s about your endless dreams and how you can make them happen. It’s about those people you care about and how you want to see them happy. It’s about you and how you can achieve your happiest state. You work to achieve something, something that will make you feel complete, an absolute of sorts. The other day someone asked what can’t money buy? That’s a difficult question seeing as some of us haven’t experienced extreme richness to know what exactly it can’t buy. But with the much I have, I can say those things I am pretty sure it wouldn’t buy me.

You know those things that whether you have money or not, you can still experience them. It’s not money that determines whether you can or cannot get them. Digress, I remember in the course of my first job, I was confident enough that I deserved a raise and off I walked to my ex-bosses office to request for one. With full justification as to why I deserved an increase, we chat away. He’s the kind that could talk you out of what you want and convince you otherwise. So to say the least, I was fully armed. His office, the battle field. Everyone knew that. By all means I deserved a pay rise, so I was going to fight for it. As we chat, he goes like, “Mercy, you know if I decided to start paying you a million every month today you would go crazy”. Ha ha, joke right and I say, “I would be happy with that. Maybe we can try.” Then being the smart man,  he of course tells me the story of how he started out and how he got to where he is.  You learn to manage the little that you have as it’s added in progression, not just pap! Otherwise you won’t get a hold of yourself. I see he was doing my parents a favour, parenting me at work.

Oh boy, I was just seeing my plea go down the drain, somehow disappearing in the horizon as he went on and on. The he goes, “I will add for you this *small amount* first then we see how you do, and you can come back *after this duration of time* for a review”. Not what I had initially asked for, but at least it was something to get me going then. This always gets me looking back and thinking how it is I survived with that money, somehow I did, comfortably. Now back to those things, those ones that make you feel rich even when you’re not money rich, those ones that money cannot buy;

Happy Relationships

With God, with your family, with your spouse. You can’t buy their love or affection towards you and vice versa. Their willingness to do things for you and with you when you need them to, when you don’t need them to or when you least expect them to. The respect that you hold for each other. It’s a world of competition out there, so having this people cheer lead for you and be your front runners. That at the end of the day, you have people who can be held accountable for you and you for them, this is a blessing, not a purchase.

Good Health

It’s by the Grace of God that you’re healthy. That you can do things that other people only wish they could or that you have features that others wish they had, even if just for a day. They may look simple and easy for us, but it’s a blessing that we shouldn’t take for granted. Walking, eating, talking, sleeping, pooping, thinking, hearing, seeing among other things. That you’re not sick and bed ridden. You could have the money to go to the best doctors in the world, but not necessarily get healed. So thank your almighty for good health and long life.

Time … A Really Good Time

Money can enable you to go to the most beautiful and tranquil of places and do things that you’ve only dreamt of. But chances are that you might not even have a good time while at it. It happens. You think this place could give you absolute happiness even if for a moment, then it doesn’t. It probably even stresses you when you think how much you’re spending and what you’re going back to or it could be the company, not withstanding the luxury provided. It gets you whining to no end.

It’s all about having a good time, a great experience, a genuine smile on your face and hearty laughter, the kind that stems from your tummy. Ain’t it? You can have a good time wherever you choose to go or be, not necessarily in the islands or desserts or five star hotels whose décor and furnishings are out of this world. If you can’t afford that right now, you can afford a walk in the park … it’s free. I know I’m pushing it *because I want to go to those islands, desserts and five start hotels*, but a really good time knows no place and no amounts of money. You make it, with what you have.

True friends

There’s the family that’s given to you by virtue of being born into this world, and then there are those you personally choose, your true friends. Money can’t buy you these ones and if it does, the ‘true’ in the ‘true friends’ fizzles out. The love, trust and commitment you accord this ones with and vice versa is miraculous.

The brain and mind

Oh your mind. That there is one powerful object, in case you were searching for super powers. Very powerful, I’m even thinking when people say it’s the heart ‘a bullet to the heart‘, I think they mean the mind. The heart just pumps blood and enables the brain to get blood and oxygen for you to remain sane. It’s the mind that thinks, hurts, feels, cooks things up, makes assumptions, loves and so on. The mind leads you to believing what you want to believe and helps you make your choices, good or bad, whether you have money or not. It’s the source of great ideas and innovations that eventually lead you to making that money.

Money can’t buy you brains, but it can help you make up your mind, when you have them. So the brains came before the money, unless you’re a trust fund baby, lucky bustards … lol


There’s no better way to look at it. This will give you so much peace especially in your mind and help you put some things into perspective. Sometimes we get so drained trying to get rich, that we die trying. Because we see riches as just having money and lots of it, but riches do come in other forms too. What are some of those things you have that money cannot buy?

Signing Off ~~~ *Kawi*