Call it as you see it!

Jenny was my former schoolmate 10 years ago.The last time i saw her,ten years ago, she was just a cute ambitious teenage girl.She came from a well up family and everybody in the school wished to be in her shoes. When i met her outside a Perfume shop last week,she seemed to have changed a lot;i could barely recognize her:How fast 10 years can change a lady! She was wearing a sleeve LESS dress,looking great in her petite figure.As we were catching up about life,i realised that she complained alot;how education had become value LESS even after having been to the most prestigious Universities,she was still job LESS .Just then she received a call and i noticed that she had an Iphone,a wire LESS phone.On phone was her sister who wanted to know what to buy for supper.She told her to get a pizza from the supermarket and some Del Monte pineapples for dessert,that way she said,they would just need to put the pizza in the microwave and have their diner.When she was done,she continued with her

As long as Nature lives,Wangari Maathai will live too;because Nature was Wangari and Wangari was Nature. When girls her age were obedient enough to fetch firewood & water to contribute to their families' well being,Wangari was obedient enough to a more worthy cause; to conserve what she was supposed to be destroying:Nature.I do not want to imagine the implications of such an attitude amongst a community that believed that a woman's rightful place was in the kitchen.I don't even want to imagine the pain as she fought to preserve Karura Forest;i do not want to think of the length she went while serving her country,her constituents,her family,and the world in general.I do not want to imagine her battle with Ovarian Cancer that she succumbed to on the 25th day of September 2011. If there is one patron of sustainable development,peace and human security alongside  Bishop Desmond Tutu,it is none other than this Daughter of Africa.She founded the Green Belt Movement 30 ye

Lately i have been having loads of energy;despite the fact that i stick to my routine jogging and occasional travel,i still feel a need to maximize that energy.When i was growing up,reading & writing were my great hobbies,but somewhere along the way,i abandoned them.As i grow older(and perhaps wiser)i have realized that i can ran away from the truth but not for long! So here I am,with my unfinished businesses,of writing &reading!  I hope you will enjoy reading my blog and giving me more ideas & above all,MOTIVATION. Wanja wa kAMAU

Somebody once said that the world belongs to those who rise early;they get to enjoy life's great treasures such as sunrise besides being on time for their various activities.Recently i got a chance to enjoy this rare  opportunity of Sunrise reflection on Paris La Seine River.I never would dispute when they say Paris is the City of Love(Lights)or whatever people think it is,but such breathtaking scenarios are worth an eye. One would be tempted to think that with such a beautiful start of the day,Parisians are one happy people;for the 3 years that i have been here,i have adopted part of the Unique French culture.I love cheese,especially goat cheese and i now take coffee after every meal.I have also taken to the culture of faking smiles,even when am sulking at being walked on.I have also learnt to keep mum in the subway & underground in the morning.I have learnt to not even sneeze or cough;i have learnt not to attract attention of any kind;because i cannot keep up with raging in

I am one curious soul especially when it comes to words and their meanings.Words acquire meaning depending on the way we use them and how we interpret them.  Some words have historical meanings but just as  the human race,they do evolve and yes they have EVOLVED!.Take the  word SHIT for example; One story has it that Shit was an acronym during the agrarian revolution.Animal waste was used for fertilizer and was transported in the dry state by ship. If the waste got wet it would start to produce methane gas and could cause an explosion which would sink the ship. Because of its nature the waste was often shipped in bottom of the ship. To avoid the waste being placed in the bottom of the ship orders(manuals) were given to  sailors. Ship High In Transit or S.H.I.T. was printed on the containers of waste so that sailors would stow it high off the bottom decks to avoid contact with water!!! I know you had a different opinion! On this blog,its my wish to put it down,name it,call it,sing