Zooed up!

Am fever high, neee......d a cul down,

Wel got a rude welcome here, i promise next time am going platinum, Kwaja was the place and you can imagine i spent the next morning where in the toi........ and it wasnt fun, my behind was on fire and damn it didnt matter wat the hell i had been eating it just wasnt fun in the bathroom. U know, that i know anywhere i go art is in my heart, this was loving after some nice drink up, forgive me but the company rejected to have other photos here so well they int here, its called annonymous, and i rspect your privacy......

Aishwarya Rai

Hindustan.........Mysore

Hey........sorry for kicking my sory ass out of Kenya and into hindustan as i found out, my salute goes to the Kenyan students in Mysore, big up, you guys ave been some good sport!

Ok am just about to as always post my big time pics been off the internet not for lack of a connection but i think my days are getting shorter and my head assbn sleepin alot! Am cul,
Hang my feet up and if you know Lobos you know me! Niko ndani ya nyungu inaitwa Hindustan, and they, my hosts had stories to tell, but now i have my own to tell first hand, before i do my rounds and visulas, my hi5....goes to Bella, Blackmzee, na kadhalika.........all the way from Bangalore mpaka Mysore.........my respect guys.
Kenya vipi.......men i miss seeing some nice, gud black faces, damn dont i love me..........got to run kidogo still trying to buy as card reader before i can get my pics online kinda forgot my digicam cord so am bilaz...............ows chill out enjoy the matatu ride, coz am enjoying my Rickshaw....or as we call it back home Tuk Tuk ride

Too fast Too sweet.....

Excuse me , I call Achie Bella my sister and she would always go on the phone" (yellow!!!)" and I hope her greetings aren't contagious to me, but am starting to like her "hey yellow" more than my straight and fanky, "talk!" If its at all funkie!!!?
I find it to be the problem of growing too much in the village, or its the village growing into me.......... conforming, adjusting, trasnforming becomes almost relatives of the villager in the city, but am catching up, world am cetchin ep!
Am all worn out tonight, my new friend from Lesotho with our commong agenda, tone down the hips, am trying to, am trying too, they say fish is white meat, but around my hips seem to have a problem there. Last week I got myself into the maize weighing rack and got the numbers down, today am 0.7kgs bigger, and all because of that kickboxing aerobics! Am in the village for ancestors sake, cant nature tone down a woman! Anyway fish has been scarce, they say cholera has been at it, and the public health officials are having a field day just reminds me of the Narobi kanjo, sometimes they wake up and they call it a field day for towing cars, here, you buy fish...ka ndani, the lake is under surveillance, ukishika samaki, tunashika wewe!
Tonight is a rough night for me, I have good bum and some size 8 hips to boost, love them cant complain, but I have a new dress that am trying to fit into, before the day comes, and it looks like i shouldnt be investing in those aerobics tape, but i want a man on my man to boost, who wants to attend a two some midnight bash alone! I have a bit of the city in me too, make a little city in the village too!

It was the right thing to do!

I hope all guns are withdrawn from me, Cynthia is out and it was the right thing to do! Next , please judges get us talent, get us a good thing out there, get us riding on till the end...........surely there is some talent out there!
I keep it plain simple, all this publicity reality shows just go about recruitment the way government offices would do it, only i classify it as the private sector hullabaloo, when small time on stage plays go big, you just wonder how the hell did they choose that cast, there is nothing Kenyan about it, except like a woman who has overdone her make up, alot of artificiality comes on the surface. It happened in BigBother Africa1, Kenyan representative, a sham if you ask me, you wonder which side of town do they come from, all fried and grilled and the chicken having an expensive name than it really is, ask Galileos, they know your type exists, that is why they are in business!
Kenya has to seek for an identityof its own, and ask me another question I know its out there, only the Kenya look-a-like think its not worth it, if you want a Kenyan that I know, Jua Kali cuts the bill, he is Kenyan! Forgive me for my narrow mindedness, i know what diversity means, its rich, but wierd is not diversity!

Crazy Idol

Am sad about alot of things. I love been patriotic, and I have to include this in paying me respect to the late Minister Kipkalya Kones and Ms. Lorna Laboso, may they sleep, and rise on the sides of River Jordan.
However on the same note and quite sadly on this same post I have to mention, that we cannot afford to stretch our patriotism to advance what is not true. Am quite saddened with the affairs of Tusker project fame, and the big question when it comes to an end will be do we have a talent somewhere!
My mourning is more to the so called Cynthia, in the idols. She makes it tough for people like me to be patriotic, I love this country, and I agree with Mheshimiwa Wetangula that we dont have a spare Kenya, but in the ancestors name, good talent we can find in plenty! I admire Kenyans voting and voting for who stays on, and I admire the women who are standing up for her, but give me a break, if singing is anywhere near that girl, then we Kenyans have a lot to make up for. Its pathetic, and improvement is an understatement when used in the same sentence with her!
I apologise for my feminist attitudes for those who know me, but handing out my support doesnt come in the name of seeing wasted opportunities thrown to the dog in the name of persons who are in the right place at the wrong time!
I love art, I love theatre, but this whole idol thing is turning out to be entertainment on the long tether of corporate sponsorship. The more controversial it is, perhaps the more viewing , and the more ratings, but it sound like a love affair too short, so sweet, that ends on a very sour note!

Omondi Tony Rest in Peace

I couldnt and cant believe it yet, Tony jo Suba no heri, Nya Suba be oheri, to Nyasaye noheri moloyowa wate(Tony the People of Suba loved you, The girl from Suba also loved you, but God loved you the best. )
I had the grand opportunity to dance to Tony's music this February, and in my presence was Fredros' who couldnt stand the all night dancing, too much scientism in him, also in the house was D. Oulo, unajijua tafadhali, hope this has met you with shock , and hope you are doing fine, and last but not list Nyar o Rabuon, Wamuyu, in Zanze, rest in Peace Tony, all of us know "we bury in turns"

On my way to Ifakara

Whats this place, can't remember it well? Any ideas?

Party-Phobic!!

I aint one!

I sure hope you went patriotic this weekend, a long one if you ask me, and if you dont understand finances it could as well have left you high and dry at the beginning of the month,
As usual the fishermen here always hit it big! I could heear music all weekend, dont ask why i didnt attend, I had a date with the local crafts man, I saw this beautiful chairs that I just got to have...... but the old guy says ameenda msibani, so tough luck, cant get it
Am still thinking of a rendeveous in Mfangano, it could be a good idea, but my whetther this is home or not, boat rides don't turn me on, I dont need to be Jonah to know the lake is not land, neither I wouldnt try that Peter stunt on Jesus, to say I can walk on water, so its still up my sleev, am trying to gather enough entourage to do this with but am keeping it cool, down and low, and the wild spirit in me says, I can afford to be phobic in anyway, it aint in my blood, it aint in Aunt Nera, and it sure aint in Africa.

Kenya Art -TZ beauty

I miss TZ just as much as I love it here, been sometime, but the lovely mountains in Bongo country will keep my memories alive,

So here I am again, back in the village doing what I love most living. Have been trying to get some local chicken to feast on...no...no there is no celebration......its just the other day I find out that those little village hotels don cook, them original chicken, for ancestors sake.... I thought I was out of the damn city where its obligatory to eat some form of chemical everyday, like been religious i guess, anyway it took me a long time to unearth this big conspiracy because they dont grill them chicken in some rolling rod, they deep them in water, make some soup and what you get at the end of everything is, dissolved chems! So am on a rampage, looking for an original ingoho! The aliens are invading the villages now, coming here in the name of sustainability, for the sake of my greatgrandfathers, leave the villages out of your agendas, a r eal ingoho was not gold, back then, and it cant afford to be one now...............................!

Mukumi Park

KIMEA HALISI..........

Most of the swahili, iliniwahi tu, and the naomba thing, came back here tried it n some folk last weeknd at the village market, only for the fellow to insist that I dont have to omba anything, I just ask and it shall be don, infacthe insisted I dont have to ask, he will just do it, becase it is is jb!Thn I relased some formlas dont work out in every math....... trust me most of the TZ ungwana, as good as it sounds, and as admirable as it is....... chose where you use it,,,,or else be prepared for Kenyan Rug language!!!

Big and beautiful, But fierce

just loved it, every bit of, i got to give mysellf a hick-pat, had a beautiful and awesome time, Tanzania is a beauty standing and sleeping on its laurels

Am donkey tired

The least I could do jana night was to dance to the tunes and music lyrics of Onyi Papa J. He tried, but this is the village and the music system was so bogus, I give the guy a 10. It was a rough night because et midnight that confused place in the name of Breeze point, casually anounced that alcholic drinks are out of stock!

Since when did beer ever get sold out?

Well am dosing off as i try to put my effort into, this post, gotta go, atleast a woman is tryng here, am leaving or I will sleep on the keyboard...c ya

Kenyan, Congolese, Tanzania men...?

I must have met my match, psycho in time management, but I got to be real here, it is not debatable, women are always late!

Just like Kenyan men are so lousy in recognition of Valentines day! You want to get a woman on time? give her one hour pro or after, or else, kudos you are probably a very patient guy.

Nothing is ever on time, including the baby on the way..... honey we are PG! my foot even in the village we have the moon, kom nyuol!!!

Anyways, am letting the ladys off the hook, coz am venus too, my attention is turned too the men now, BE HAPPY, but i aint, I met went out with my friend in the city under the sun, and this guy who has been focusing on my g-friend just walks over introduces himself, doesnt Hi me, talk the whole way nicely trust me, then asks for a date, which the whole story ends up, the g-friends says No. Not bad, but gosh, isnt there something called P.R. You see to girls together be well assured, one is the one you want, the other is your recommender! if they whine about you, they do it to the recommender, if they say how much you lkove them, they do it to the recommender, DONT FORGET THAT! But that was in Kenya, I sure had some taste of Tanzania walis, and ubabwas, but the best of the journey was....a taste of Ujamaa men there, dont rush your brains, it aint what your dirty min' is thi..n..king, it was a touch of winning the woman, and my dont they make that kiswahili saying of kumtoa nyoka pangoni make sense?

I know kenyan men will say , those guys are too slow, I say they are slow but sure, just as much as those Congolese are fast and they too make their kill!

KILOMBERO

I know, i know, I left without so much as a kwaheri, but don blem it on a woman.........

Women are always late, if not late, they are on it early, i not that, they just planly forgt! Ouch! But Aunt Nra agrees...

Was on a roller costa....i Love it when i drop them english slang, like its hot! Your right got thet one from that....i think he is snoopy something.

Anyways if you notice I had to pay a visit to them distant distant, blue blood of mine....... and its been great . only internet don come easy here....no way......

"Naomba, mkaribie kufuatilia safari yangu ya Tanganyika

Kiswahili was a little bit tough there, but I survived, i sure did!

Kikoi is Kenyan.....I believe it is?

http://www.nationmedia.com/dailynation/nmgcontententry.asp?category_id=1&newsid=120393

Lets face it, ?

Husband for Breakfast Rerun

If you missed out on this one, Alliance or should I say Ber , has another rerun coming up from the 10th to 13th April make a date, if somehow, you never got there!

courtesy of Alliance Francaise Programme Activities

Hammer!

Ok guys I got to give it out just the way it is, I never made it to Alliance auditorium, not becoz a gal did wanna do it, a gal wanted to go it, but things came up.... and its this thing you just cant pass. There I was with a single booking for the last play of the day, hell I love that Marangi guy...., but the booking was single because some guy jumped me for the saturday schedule, and the villager in me always reschedule depending on the heirachy they have in me surrounding.

I kind of thought that 500 bob pay has to do with that Marangi guy, gosh if its so, whoever made it to that play, please give us a justification, am a little bit bitter, I go understand expansion but those guys have to remember us, the small guys who supported them, when no body had an idea who they were, now........they are up there, they should give us life time high price exmpetion for atleast been there, when they were down here.....am whining now, !! But am an African a brotha got to remember where his umblical cord is buried only then he respect the soil he come from!

Back to why I didnt make, I met a g-friend and one of those good friends, and 500bob is not something you afford everyday, so I didnt tell, I had plans to go to theatre, nor did I think I go afford an invitation, so I go shut my big mdomo and let it pass, we munched that money and had a good laugh, and I woke up today and said, sometimes you just go to go with the flow.

So maybe I should have a one on one with Ber, soon as feasible, I guess.......

This weekend it all worked against me, I sure hope.....you made it to that play, I expect reviews!!!

Make a date with Caught Red-Handed! Some memories there, or what!

mmmh .....some breakfast to die 4!

Ok, That Peter Marangi guy will be sure something to watch out for........ got a limited time around here before i go hit the country road back to village, and if I will be in this big bugger city, u sure you can get a glimpse of this one, because am gone try my very bestest to be on the theatre stands!!

Make a date, and c u there, if it cant happen, just know its going down soon, and for the guys in the club, probably you have ideas how husbands get eaten for breakfast not sure, if it gets sumptous but am sure the outcome depends on what the wife had for Dinner!!!
Doesnt it?
Guys outside the club, like me , well doesnt mean my eyes not darting, but am sure gone learn somethings, or its just some exciting vibe!!
Aunt Nera says, the secret to catch a mans' eyes is not thru his stomach, that Aga is jumping thegun Oh! Moving forwed head of urself, its thru his mouth. That is where first test goes thru, then I ask Aunt Nera, did they ever do it...u know...mouth to mouth, city mongers calls it smoo...och, city hens peck it, city players...french kiss....she laughs........ then leaves. Hope Pa never hears i go ask that question. But Pa and Ma, and me we ave all grown bit to bits, they give me space now......say the city has blossomed me, a sure glad, i talk no village english no more, can drop some lingua like its hot!

Did they ever do mouth to mouth..iiiish...its too ugly to think of,,

Momentos

Ok I realise have been off and out of touch, but blame, the internet service providers.......... i shoved , pushed , whined, and thank my ancestors....... they are not funeral parlours, otherwise I would be stuck with a body in my possesion!

Its crazy how we dont like talking about death, bodies and stuff...iiiih....keep off that topic, wish i could dear, wish i could but i cant .........I made an aquintance with a gentleman who work in the morgue, aha, thought those guys were bonkers! You got to have made visits to city mortury to believe that I wouldnt have figured out why anyone would want to work in there,....ok.... probably the last time you were inamorgue, was when you had a very close person gone.....just like you i was compelled to ask alot of questions like, are you scared, do you get nightmares, you plan on keeping the job for a lifetime, but I thought...gosh somebody has got do the job!!! So I ended up shutting up, and accepted the fact that its a job just like any other and we should get it out of our african blood to respect the call and the comitment of the chosen few who have the last chance to accord us the last respect in this world. Not unlike most of us who wait with dark glasses on our faces, waiting for the beautiful you that once was, to come out with all make up done and the white dress or black suit on, and the white casket ready for the trip down stairs!!!

I found out behind the efforts and the works of people like gravemen, morgue attendants, hangmen, those job that make you go....ish!.......... I commend them especially in the african system for doing for people who have myths and strange catrations surrounding the lives of this persons, I salute them for doing what most of us cant, and wouldnt want, ..............kudos!!!

Doing the walk? Am already loosing weight!

Muthurwa

Thought I could post some picture of the new Nairobi with the latest addition a bus park at Muthurwa but.........something must be wrong here, two days and nothing happening, I give it a rest

Face Off

Quite some work, if you remember the old face of Nairobi museum, well guess for most of us, it always reminds us of the special trips to the museum with the whole seniour or juniour classes tagging along, I never quite knew the museum that well till i started giving my self individually planned trip to the museum. Take the neighbours kids, if you dont have your own its the perfect excuse, however its such a hard place to meet a potential ...mmmmhhh, ........

Come to think of it, am yet to meet a cuople who made their first debut in the museum, all the same, its apst time, makes you a good contributor to local tourism figures, you dont want to be found out that you aint patriotic! Anyhow like I said, its hard to meet a guy in this kind of place, but its not impossible, am sure whats running in your mind is ...why in the ancestors' name is she talking about meeting someone here, c'mon, most outing should be targetted at socialising, it might not be the ONE, but it can be friends who last you a life time.... i kind of go to the museum to wash off my sorrows from a broken "pot" its quite, you dont have to take the guarded tour, and you dont as hell have to talk to anyone, just like those exhibitions that dont offer cocktails...you end up gazing till you call it a day!!!

Masai Mara Hills

This was the beautiful sight in the Mara Vicinity.

I was planning to put up, another picture, however some angelic thoughts crossed my mind today, the same one that did the last time I took this pictures. This time it wasnt the amazing sight of what nature induces in us emotionally. This time the angel was in form of a gentleman. He wasnt tall, hansome, hotly amd smartly dressed sought after guy. He was an angel in the form of the bus conductor. I boarded a matatu, and just as it was leaving the busstop as usual I wanted to have my fare in my hand, only to realise all i had with me was an empty hankie. I hurriedly asked him to let me alight , and he said I have to pay for that sit, in which I said, I want to alight simply because I have no money to pay you, then he asked where are you going, and I answered and he said, well you can pay me double next time! There was a bus full of people and none of them offered help

I saw an angel today..... the only thing I did was to thank him and take the plate number which was KAS 903l, Kenyans are beautiful people both at heart and outside, even after the most ugly happenings after elections, we are on our way to healing this nation, it was just confirmed to me, that no man is an Island, that angel did not share a tribe with me , he shared a country with me, he is Kenyan.

Daraja Mbili

Well Kisii is just the same Kisii I had known but on this day , Daraja Mbili was quite empty. The usual grean bananas, not so visible, then I went like, gosh they wiped out this guys or wat?

Then it downed on me....halllo.... you are on Comiited Seventh Adventist Territory!

I should have chosen to take my trip, on Friday, saturday, boring day to be in this town, no people! Well atleast I could afford to take a not very crowded picture of Daraja Mbili. Am just in love with the name, why Daraja Mbili?

Roadtrip

Am leaving tomorrow morning, not by boat, am afraid i was never much of a "water" child. The free spirit in me wants to hit the road, so am still scanning my mind o see who i leave with my precious delicacy. Ok, its nothing to do with....hell she cant let somebody eat it, the type of delicacy am talking about is teh bitter herbs, dont fry them.... that is what brings too much cholestrol............. just boil...but the secret lies in......adding some milk on top over time....wish you knew what i was talking about, its the kind of delicacy that doesnt go into the hands of every visitor, it requires special visitors to be eaten; the minimum period for fermenting the herbs is...two weeks, two weeks then you get the taste of a life time
There seems to b only one person I can entrust with that alot......well the biggest advatange is i can bet she aint gone eat it, my other bet, he probably wont like it.....so its safer with her than with someone who will discover just how precious that delicacy is
Well have to go throw in a few items in my bag.....lets see Kenya, they told me Kisumu was in ashes, sometimes Africans we are so good in exxageration, ........... timing has never been our art, that is why we have African time!

Oush! Finally Annan has made some sense!!!

Am yet to get pictures that would catch the best moments of what happened today, from a far cries of joy and ululations reached my eyes, just to remind you i dont own a tv or radio, crazy of me, i mean its the year 2008, well i took some initiatives and asked for the price of one...... that GLD type, 14 inch and it was about 120 dollars, and that is just way above me right now, I barely missed the sale of maize from the farm, its cheaper half a dollar and that could push me some weeks....
Anyway....... the market place became a ceremonial ground......and it was just one of those days when damn i couldnt get a picture, but i promise that we finally get to the big bash, you aint missing that, not if i will be here. almost every village kin that i meet, is saying christmas can finally be celebrated.
I agree..........maybe we should maybe ourlives should go on....however a closure was needed, we are here now, I have to thank Koffi annan, and his whole team, its been a long night, the sun has been waiting to rise, maybe a new hope, new lining....but for all those people who stood by Kenya during this times......... in encouragement, hope, prayers, love..........its thank you! God Bless the World, God Bless Africa, God bless Kenya!

Dog tired

All I can say, is am really tired, cant keep my eyes open, too tired to take a bath, too tired to eat, am worn out my eytes aint no better, and all because i had to spend my preciouys time at the local welder.......... i thought i could turn some old sits that i found into antiques, this is either way above me, or the welder is just way below himself!

End time..... i got to sleep, the sun didnt help matter it was alll out with its whole family.......dont ask me another question you might not like my answer...lets talk tomoorow.

Okay.....No mass action

Are you mad?

No mass action? No mass action my foot...well jus before you go on, let me justify why this mass action thing should not be an option not now. As it already is have been eating fish since i got here. Good for me I guess since am so uptight about it, an trying to trim my waistline might as well say the truth.....what I dont want to see for a little while longer, is fish!

Have eaten boiled fish, fried fish, grilled fish, ish without tomatoes..... have done all the round for it, the chfs can holler and just say wha it is that i havent used just to cook that fish with. My favourite is fish and chapatis, then fish with rice, them fish with ugali, then ....well chaatis is teh things my people dont undertsand that part, but a little accomodation and someone might change the camp. Now no mass action becoz, like i said before this plae i damn interior, the las mass acion everything went up by 100%. That is a lnguge that an average fellow n Suba cannot cough out, so we ont farm......we fish.......

but no mass action ..........find anoter way of dealing with this issue. If diplomacy is not working then its too late to teach some manner, unleash the wrath, but not through th people, we gave ourselves up for the move, and i accept that no revolution goes without blood shed, hungry people dont fight wars......and a handful of people cannot bring a state down, there comes a time when a nation i more important than an individual........... those individuals should not hold this country to ransom, say no to the sacrifices of the mothers and fathers who lost ther sons, or daiughter, for their sakes, we have to find a good option of still declaring that Kenya is a sovereign state!

Rough Monday

Met alot of the village folk with bad tempers today, i guess it has something to do what the west guys call Bad Mondays. what did we used to call it, bad moon days!
That brings something to mind, maybe down memory lane, if you ever went to one of those upcountry Senior high schools well mooning had a different meaning, ask around, its a girly thing and i pledged not to let the cat of the bag. Pinch me! It wont work
Well got to run, I want to make an early morning, not because i want to catch the worm....nada, the fishermen, I hope to land some big catch of the fishermen, and to get a remarkable price for it. Life is becoming a little more expensive, here, but a woman got to try, made up my mind for now, got to pay the bills. Am getting good proposals....guess which ones...but i will keep them on my top drawer, am considering the guy who will land my old folks some 24 cows!!!
Hey is the first lady yet to pay the guy she slapped goats, heard that is what the village elders decided as apology fee before any punishment. The first lady is not above village laws!!!

Nocturnal

I have become the creature of the night, dont ask me how the evolution came about, but am starting o reign in the night. There is no joy in sitting n ths throne, but i think i should take it more seriously, titles like the Queen of the night dont knock frequently.
How is Nai? Guys please holler.
Am in the dark here, the latest know is well, we migh have a new team of men in blue, and well the rumour goes that if the orange gets spoil again..........well your gues s my guess.
I got to be hnest, huku ni Ocha, the other day I bougt a newspaper, and over lunch hour a friend arrives with another one from the Big City, of the same day, and walla! They looked different, the village in me thought, technoloy has beated drums with smoke, C'mon, I want to read the same exactpaper that guys in Nairbi are reading, the real thing!
Guess am a whiner, maybe more to that a perfectionist...... I like complete things.....that s why am waiting to exhale....when we finally get the political gears on track. I almost swore i aint gone comment on poilitika..well am redressing my decision on that.

Rusinga...

Well am really tired, its been a long day, spent in public transport, and most of it on foot, am just finished...kaput!

The night was fulkl of rain with lightening over the lake, I just had to wake up and do some situps, trying to make my belly go gala...gala...flat! Amazingly no matter how much it rains here, the sun would always be around the corner just waiting to shine on, so maybe as long as am back home, no heavyDs.

Am really worn out probably I will only boil some fish for dinner, had some dried Linyo brought over its like beating an egg for breakfast.

Am yet to get down to doing my village rounds, you know , get to know who has been born, who left, not really who left but why? Since the AIDS epidemic hit the lake shore, its common, after greetings to comment about the state of affairs of each other's body, you know get a scan of it...see if they are going down the scale.

Am not sure how my goals to get my weight down will be taken, but i pray there is a difference between naturally losing weight and health related loss of weight. In the city it did not matter just what happens to you, or with whom, here we keep a watchful eye! Its a small country, its the village!!

Here it is?

Well I know I was supposed to get a picture of this goats sitting on the road, couldnt do much better than this, I told ya, they are wierd alright, I mean there is a whole Lake out there, and the best the can do is drink from the tap then the next thing they hope into the bush once another sign of civilisation shows up!

You need to be here to get the equation right.

That aside, am sure glad one of my short term but a very dear buddy of mine called to ask after me, came as a suprise, well I always have it in mind friends made in the city always remain to be so, you know, those people who come into your life, not to stay but to make things happens then they move on........or you do.....

Well I was sure glad when that big Bosch fon of mine, went grrrrring on the three legged stool, atleast the village folk should be aware that I made some frinds in the city, and friends who are good enough to stock on their credit and call me all the way in the village. Am not going to victimize the rest of 'em who are silent, they should understand how long it takes to see credit cards for fon here, book in advance, bekam a favourite of the shop owner and Vualla! You go it.

Am happier

I dont have to go through that survivor reality stuff to entre the happiness zone. Gosh I miss the city, then I started thinking....what exactly do I miss about that place. To be true, less than what am getting here. Like to day in the morning, Jokaode, promised to take me to the lake shore , early in the morning that is the time.... to get fresh and giggling fish. I might as well say those people in the circumference of city life, they eat dead fish........

As soon as the fishermen dropped the anchor, the fish was there, for sale, well i picked 8 for the price of 1 dollar, and that is a whole weeks, supply, too much protein? doubt it!

This is a true Island, the goats are not used to seeing vehicles , so the last time one came around, it was total laughter on my side, seeing them hop and jump, and mee...e....eehing all the way into the bush. I promise am going to get a picture of the goats sitting right in the middle of the road, they rest and sleep there, unless a car comes around. The most amazing thing is not the goats its the owners, you leave your goats outside, they fend for themselves, they come home if they wish, and all you have to do is count the kids following their mothers, same to the cows too...... they know home, and they can come over when they wish!

Am going to leave it at that , until I get a picture of the goats lying on the road! Its amazing how a place like this can almost be oblivious to the political situation in Kenya, but that is the misaappropiations of a government that feels the gatherers should be left to gather, herders to herd, and nomads to nomadate, maybe an upper hand in been in a remote and underdeveloped area!

Still at it

Am still on the courseway, hoping to talk less and act more in the near future. Am still trying to acclimatize with been back here in the village, life aint that first and I just had my first dinner of bitter herbs! what is it that all those city women do, trying to trim their waists down, you need a life out here to know, damn......... you got money to throw around. I have changed my diet drastically, am on bitter herbs, boiled fish, and ......well the rest dont matter, i dont think i want to see beef either, now that....trimming it down is a lesson i can teach.
The other day my friend nina, who is stuck in the country, not really stuck she is enjoying all the quiteness in this island, so i took her to the market, and everyone couldnt help asking, How is Obama? Do you get to see him?
Lousy questions, but dont say that, all my village kinsmen, think that the possibility that any western person has seen Obama is so high, i think the Americans should make history , something they are known for give that son of the soil the big job!

Change of Address!

Made my journey, am probably glad due to all this skirmishes have just gone back in the village. My new address is the

Lake Side Town.

Breeze Point

Kajwang Gate

# HA HA

I hope all those Nairobians have fun, because I will be, full time. If you need any help like with sending money to your folks here, dont worry sign me a line, if you need info about anything but politics, because am not venturing into that no more, its enough that am about of the city dont get me thrown out of the country too!

Survey-Kenya

Am definately on the road, trying to do a personal survey of burnt down houses and ghost villages and town, any time soon I should be able to say just how much the damage was, though am not into financial valuation, nada.... I deal with collateral damage, ghost towns, trumatised and physholically defeated persona


C u then

Enjoy your Sato

I hope you are having a better one than mine because town, its all traffic, I guess its end month!!! You know.

PantsDown or Political-Kenya MP

Who doesnt want the truth? I should have seen hands up now...........

but the old sayings goes that sometimes , just sometimes the truth is a bitter pill to swallow. The facts that point to the truth surrounding the killing of Ainamoi MP could be right, and again they could be wrong, but we have to accept another fact, that whetever the case, politically its significant that he is dead!!

His death if we go by the statistics gives the current PNU and coalition party a majority in parliament(103) , with the other party ODM having had their number reduced from 104 to 102. That is fact too. I just hat politics.

But hate it or love it, politics defines the scope under which alot of things may succeed or fail. It finally gets to us, whether we like it or not. Doesnt anyone just feel like they want all this to end. To be honest I would even think politics have disrupted our lives so much that it has find its way to our sexual lives. C'mon I might be wrong here, dont tell me your libido is still that high! Surely all this mayhem must be having a toil on us. We are so disrupted that to imagine a brother, in a district which had seen the most and worst impact of post election violence, who had the time to sooth his emotional wounds and succumb to the devils act of shooting to death his so said girlfriend and suspected lover, amazes me, where do people find the time! Isnt it so untimely?

Well this are marital issue and I am far from been an expert in them, however I really thought, our current situation apart from denying us some peaceful sleep will surely make us frigid, but again it might be because of where Aunt Nera come from, when you world is so narrow, your think becomes shortsighted, my opinion could be underated..........well if its a love traingle, the world should expect alot of shooting in the near time to come, ask the experts they will tell you what is the ratio of women to men....in this country, and this is Africa,

Ainamoi MP DEAD!-KENYA

News just in, which am yet to confirm........ Another MP has fallen! I cant comment on this till I can confirm with wananchi sources however, am crossing my fingers that when I write my next post I will be so wrong,

The circumstance surrounding his demise, love triangle gone bad are yet to be confirmed but the majority MP from the house are been reduced in number, if its true , then one side in parliament is just down to two.



Is the world watching?

Killed......Murdered...Died.. Melitus Mugabe Were

I dont know the name you give to what happened to the MP for Embakasi......... but one thing I dont agree with, is for ancestors' sake you can never call it, NORMAL. But normal is what the men in blue call it, and to add into all the mediocre things they can come up with, they add that investigations will be done, to ensure that the perpetrators are brought to book, why would they want to do that, if its so normal. The only thing they fell short of doing was to say it was computer generated!!! I applaud them for having some sense this time.

I am more inclined to blame our past governments for the mistakes and strategies which were meant to protect them, but finally they are coming to haunt us now. The same song we are singing now, should come to pass, we need a change in our constitution, this constitution was made for one person, and to protect one person. It has too many loopholes, that we are yet to be covered. Am so lay, not to undertsand what the whole constitution talks about but just like Aunt Nera, I know whatever they call the constitution is a double talk that ends up protecting the wrong people, for sky's sake which law says you can be remanded in prison for two years, and dont tell me you dont know that,- happens here.

In my own low opinion, I think Mr. Mugabe's demise can be attributed to just what he was, his character was the biggest contributor to his death,



[Humble. Principled. Focused. Reserved. Quiet. Humane

Mr Were’s seat was crucial for ODM over its fight with PNU for the control of the city politics.

"He was principled and once he believed in something, he stood by it,” Mr Wathika said. " {Nation excerpt}]



If this is what the defination of "normal" is in Kenya, then I fear for myself and the rest of Kenyans. For once as Africans can we call a spade a spade, or are we so far from the truth or are we such cowards that we accept to die too many deaths before our time. We have inherited the the art of whispering, that we let the walls talk?

MP for Embakasi-Kenya, SHOT dead.

Rest IN Peace

Just as I have mourned the rest of them, so do I mourn you.

As the world watches we mourn,
As the world watches we cry
As the world watches,
Its still watching,.........

If they cant do anything now........... should we expect them to do anything in the future, Koffi Annan talk to us! Tell us are you making progress, or are we still in trouble



A Post of Silence, I hate doing this......., having a post of silence, .......

Not Yet Uhuru-Kenya

I feel lazy today, call it lack of motivation, but coming from the other side of town its hard to pin me down with strategically planned activities, and motivation is what the other people, who I brand developed do. When you have small dreams, motivation is greek! How the days end, I leave that to the Big guy Upstairs, my job is to ensure that I make it thru the day. That is why when one asks why, the poor from the slums should be the ones making the mot noise about what is going on in our country, I have to sit back and think about it more.

While some are dying of hunger and faced with the prospects of dying of starvation, the other side of town...life goes on...pizza makes the rounds, and beer still flow, should i shame on them...not really, the poor shall always die of and for,......things we will never understand, but if you were a man with nothing to live for, it doesnt matter how you die, eitherway you will still die! But the poor just do things we cant understand or so they say......... I wonder...still wondering.......all our high platforms and our efforts to try and understand the behaviour of any economic class is a waste of time, as far as our problems are concerned, we cant change the fact that the poor because of there econimc position will always be miused and abused in any sytem, lets point the guns to what can we do to stop the violence because its still coming down to.....the poor, hurt the most even though the RICH also cry!

My second take for today, is I just wish the media would decide to put off the biasness they have in their report. When those butchery guys from Dagorreti protested over the economic impact the political crisis has caused......it was all mum! Then ...mmmmmh we do, Aunt Nera and I, that in Nyahururu things were not so fine...... maybe we dont have coverage there? We thought we knew who tried to stab his Big Daddy? We thought we knew who got the thumping from the Men in Black after getting a slap from Beijing?

My last take, I have great respect for western people, and polished people too....just wondering why in the ancestors name shouldnt we have Koffi Annan's schedule public, atleast we would be grateful to know..........how the program run, to be honest I fear, if he were to leave!!

GhostRailway Line

Are our country resources dying out, or largely becoming redundant like us. The largets percentage of youth in the country, high unemplyment rates, and we are all broke, probably not all, what happened to that Youth fund, any youth groups who got it, please holler, I need let the rest know, atleast the Youth Fund, got to finally do it job!!

Just on another note, Koffi Annan, I hope against hopes that you dont get to spend most of your time in Statehouse...... its a Kenyan, excuse me African likely move, but am hoping Koffi is above most of our African brethen, am hoping he will sit on the fence,and try all his skills in getting our county up and moving. Somebody is resonsible for getting us to this point us Kenyans. The political crisis, got us here, and that political crisis has now given birth...to an ethnic crisis. Lets us not dip our heads in sand, get to the root of the problem...we still have what it takes to build a new Kenya.

May God see to it, that Justice is indeed our shield!

Bus preacher

Prospects of Peace are Here.

Today, has been such a good day, and I speak this as a residence of the city, town looked the way it did before 27th of December. I had missed the beautiful women of Nairobi, and they didnt dissapoint me, they came out looking like they had been on vacation. The hardworking gentlemen of Nairobi, most of them smart, if not handsome. Nairobians they just never dissapoint, they always live it up......and am sure the recent crisis was a turn off.

But we are placing our hope in Koffi Annan coming out strong for us, to help us solve this crisis.

However I would still ask, dont go to excesses....Nairobi might be fine, but remember the brethen in areas with clashes, chip in with charity contributions....be a nationalist in your own way. While you lay down to sleep, kuna wasee, hata namna hawana, kwa hivyo kwa sasa....dont indulge, live on a shoe string budget, till we get sorted out. Also enjoy the sun, the past few weeks forced house arrests, on us, kwa hivyo release the torture, and I hope you were not traumatised. Maybe on a light moment for those who hate exercise, kama ulikimbia...keep it fit, lakini uwanjani.

And please lets put politics aside, just for a moment............its dissapointing that as Kenyans we are all raring to go, to build this nation..... what we lack is proper steerng drivers.....hata hivyo, keep at it!!

TRUST: Not the Condom!!!

As Koffi Annan arrives in the country, have been thinking about the peace message efforts made by the entertainers. With a production of a song by several artists, to put across a strong message of plea for peace in Kenya. For starters, I concede that its noble, and a good move to have staged it up. My sincere gratitude. It brings me to my lazy thoughts for today. Trust
I beg to blame our past and recent governments in their endeavors to destroy the trust and the confidence, the public has in institutions. Even though the last office tried to layer in artificially of course, public involvement in the transparency in running some institutions, and I cannot forget the endless exhibitions I attended, either hosted to educate the public about certain arms of gava I still think, those were scripted performances. To be honest I still wonder why customer care desks are found in some areas. The corporate world endorsed the beauty of customer care, but I think its yet to sink in. We are good fabricators, good at giving the much needed public opinion and keeping private opinions to ourselves, which I find pathetic. That is how we become good at setting up commission of inquiries at every turn, how good we become in remanding suspects for two years and beyond, how good we become at releasing death row prisoners yet denying freedom to petty offenders. That is how, even in times like this…… the much needed TRUST in public institutions cannot come to our rescue. We no longer trust the ECK. We no longer TRUST the courts. We QUESTION the Media’s hold of timely and unbiased information.
We derailed our own support systems, that can bring us together us KENYANS, we have worked to kill what Kenya is supposed to be. If music was to bring us together, we have pirated most of the artists original work, that for them to produce, and even fund charity courses is an extra effort, we have fought in recent time, against our own national football teams, sport would have brought us together, we never even recognize most of our athletic teams, never receive them back home with shouts and parties, hence even now their victory out there cannot be a distraction in our current political situation. I love this country, I love it so much, that every travel that I have made, I always want to show the people out here, that there is something good and wonderful that Kenya has to offer…and good people too. The good places that Kenya has, will not change. However the ugly truth, is as Kenyans, our number one lesson is one rotten fish can spoil the whole package. We need to solve our political problem without leaving a bad taste in our mouth.
Lastly democratically, our East African neighbours still have so much to learn from us , how we emerge in this turmoil, like I have always insisted……. Will just determine how high or low our country will be flying soon. It might be the birth of a democratic baby, that will go so fast before our neighbours democratic seeds get to be watered!

Got to Live!

Let the People Speak: Kenyan Voice

I love art, and even in times of war, I cant help it, even if its just for a glance,,,,however today I wanted to check out Maich, just wanted to be sure he is fine, the last time I heard from him, he was taking route 11 to D. It wasnt that akward when I met him...i guess the first thing he asked of me, jokingly was...wewe bado unaishi?

And that beautiful smile of mine couldnt help it, but to hug him, and sit on the stone. Hell..... why lie..... he asked me how Kibich was I told him I dont know, I had a booked space at Jamhuri grounds...on a light note...that isnt true...but it was all in a light moment.

Then I asked myself, which part of Maich other than the him that I saw last year, is ethnic. Am i ethnic......am still me..Tomax. Nothing less nothing more. But I know that many of us will argue on the point of , sometimes when big issues come into play, small people have to pull up there socks..... and live up to it. My life is small, its scopes are limited, and I tend to put in mind, seriously....that the most basic thing for me is to eke out a living, make the most out of today, and tomorrow will still get me here trying.......

All those displaced person been asked to vacate the temporary camps could be the Otieno you know, the Kalonzo wa Duka, the Macharia wa Makaa, Mama Mboga, Roba wa Kinyozi, Jackie wa Salon ya Best woman..... it could just be your next neighbour...and after all this has been said, and presumably all this violence end, love it or hate, we will be forced to nurse the wounds and most certainly live with the scars! A rebirth of ethnicity, and it will follow us for a long time to come..... just last year we were on the road to freedom, now the achievements of five years have melted into selfishness, and the greed of a few individuals, the top cream of the political class.

The people have a voice, and the voice is the vote, when that voice is stolen, dont expect diplomatic relations to bring it back. Whoever stole that voice owes us an apology, but because we are still involved with establishing who is the thief...cant the top cream give the people the voice back. Lets head back to the ballot, if we decided then, we can decide again, so that we guard with honour the right, the ONLY RIGHT, that Maich, Kalonzo, Oti, Shiko, Chepkwony, Kemunto, Omanga, Emukole, Mwende, Amadi, Awuor, Okembo, let those who think they have anything to solve......if anyone of them is a true son of this Nation...lets give the voice back to the people, let the people decide, because if we dont 5 years will be a little longer....and too late in the day to correct the current situation.

Credible Unreasonable Mediation Talks?

Doubt that!

Lets face it again and again...........my poetic talents cannot capture the irony that we are yet to witness in our political arena, and that is where my brethen dont fail me. Now who in his most sound mind would put the V.P in a team to handle mediation talks, the V.P was a presidential candidate in the contentious election results, does he have a stake in the talks, what role will he be playing...... in this talks! For heavens sake , we all know we ask for money to build roads when we keep returning that money to treasury at the end of a financial year, because it didnt work out. You tell me, why would money be sitting around somewhere waiting to be returned, I would be smart enough to use it, let it build me some profit then just before the financial year ends, Walla! I return the money. Am lay remember...so dont ask for proof, but my Aunt Nera runs a fishmongering business she wouldnt sit even on anyone small change, for an evening why would I expect the big shots to sit on millions, I would be mad to think so.
The appointment of the mediation team by the so called government is dissappointing, and it undermines the seriousness that this talks hold. This is not a fight to host the African Cup of Nations, or like the team they had to go view how the City council abroad works out there...that made me laugh, when the minds dont change, no amount of educational trips will develope this country and the highest form of hyprocrisy is what they are demonstrating right now. Well if it pleases the E.U, and the rest of the guys out there, to see them co operating probably they are not using the same Bible as I do! Democracy has taken root, it should be growing now, and whichever way the coin falls will, as I always insist determine our direction....forward or backwards.
If it will help the country let us support both the supposed government and the opposition to set our country on a path to democratic freedom and growth.
As we pray for the fallen brethen....today in Kisumu......... let us also pray for the rich and the comfortable, the ones who didnt and havent seen the need to fight for democracy in Kenya, lets pray also for those who have offices to go to..and those who dont....have anything for a livelihood, because somehow.......titanic didnt sink on one part alone finally it went down the whole of it!