Wednesday 26 November 2014

Such is life...

Right now, am on that We Major bitter sweet symphony; that smooth Kanye flow, the kind of stuff that takes your mind to a lyrical island where truth is served with Beethoven on the background, oh well but that’s before Jaguar’s one centimeter booms from the jav…aaaargh!! Such is life. Why can’t bliss just last forever? Just when you think you have found happiness the universe in its infinite wisdom has a way of snatching that cup from you just like the donkey is always after the elusive carrot.         
                  
Everything is a rat race, vanity! Misery is one of the number one causes of death; I guess the universe figures that if we stay happy for long enough we might just decide to stay for the long haul. Everything we have ever wanted is on the other side of fear but mustering that courage ultimately is our ONLY stumbling block, our Achilles’ heel to a life of happiness. From those qualifications we think wecan’t acquire, to that oomph! That one missus who gets you… #sigh! To that investment we shy from because our balls aren’t big enough 24/7. Such is life!

My mind on its travels thought and mused that if the sun came up for just 30 mins at around midnight on that pay day members furahi… #cough #cough, am guessingyou know what am trying to say there, most of us would take for the hills?  Shouldn’t happy be able to be experienced at all times without any fear of anything? Maybe it’s just me trying to wallow in my sadness and trying to make it look like I have a following by making it seem that everyone is like me, hiding behind everything under the ‘such is life’ umbrella? Maybe... or just maybe not!

Such is life, cruel! Everything can blow up all at once, boom! And there you start to think, the hell, couldn’t you give me a month or better yet a week before bombarding me with shitty news? But I guess that’s the beauty of everything, having to look back later and remembering your regrets, failures, joys, and triumphs and trying to change what’s still within your reach. Such is life though, if you ask me…but who’s asking anyway?

*Heads to sleep* - stick around this page, this is a nostalgic post, but happy and funny is ahead…such is life!!!

Saturday 12 July 2014

SLAYER OF DREAMS


Comfortable, contented, satisfied are three words that have constantly been etched in my daily routine for the last couple of weeks, I could blame it on the slow, sweaty and humid conditions at the coast, better yet I could pin it on the blanket of laziness that seems to keep this coastal city warm all year round. Complacency has caused the death of many dreams; I think its synonym should be more like ‘slayer of dreams’. 

“The arrogance of success is to think that what we did yesterday is good enough for tomorrow.”

I am worried though that such a simple word as ‘complacency’ could take claim to thousands of dreams that have died over the years. Sigh, couldn’t have they chosen a better word, more befitting of the status and reputation that the word has come to be known with.
I shuffle back a couple of years back, backpack slung on my shoulders full of dreams, ambition, a flame for the finer things of life, naivety of a teenager and the energy of the revitalized opposition leader (One must command immense influence to declare a public holiday with no basis and a big chunk of the country actually listens) ----> story for another day though! Fast forward  a couple of years later, and the backpack is still slung on the shoulder but its contents have changed, its beat down and filled with doubt, disappointments, anger but most importantly ‘complacency’ and all its synonyms that come along with it ....#sigh.  





I fear that this script is cliche’ to many of us earthlings, we get into the routine, daily norms and the well too familiar chartered paths of our predecessors knowing full well of the outcome but choosing to ignore that since we are complacent and in tandem with conventional thinking practices. We finish school and most of us just want that big corporate job, but after a year we realize that we need to supplement our income especially for dudes once these statements become all too familiar (Oh I need to go to the salon…bla bla bla), and then we all dip our heads into the conventional side hustles, mpesa shop, rearing chicken, movie & game parlors nini nini …you know how it is!
So am guessing now you we can agree that ‘complacency’ and ‘conventional thinking’ should both take equal responsibility for such mass murder of dreams. 

But isn’t conventional thinking really made up of what we decide it to be, if we all decided to have dinner for breakfast each day, wouldn’t that be considered as the new norm? But we are afraid, because whereas you might decide to have dinner for breakfast, the rest might not and then you will have to change because we are afraid to stand out, walk alone, turn right when all are going left. This inability is inherent in all of us, and so don’t beat down yourself when you find your current state to be in tandem with this way of life, but each day we can strive to be different, to stand out but tag a friend along so that what you fathom will one day be conventional thinking, if you get the right numbers to subscribe to your school of thought. 

“Nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future”

Tuesday 27 May 2014

ABOUT TIME

When the year started I set out to write two posts a month. Well am not fairing so well taking into account that its been ninety days since my last post but whose counting? Anyway for sure my lack of writing cannot be pinned on the proverbial writers block whose defence all writers use when their creativity waivers, first because I am not a writer and second, well we shall come to that later.

It’s been a while since I last posted on this page, heck I haven’t done any writing of sorts for a while. Its fair to say that I have been away longer from this blog than the US based Kenyan opposition leader christened ‘baba’ has been away from Kenya. It’s five in the a.m as I punch away from the third floor of a tiny hotel room in Voi. Voi? Yes, this is the town where women have been going to the government in droves to complain about the denial of their basic human rights from their better (best) halves. Some may say that I am here (Voi) to redeem the reputation of men folk, while others may just think that I am a traveler whose bus broke down on his way to Nairobi last night.

Life has moved on, memories have been made, friendships borne; lessons learnt, enemies made, bridges burnt and money spent. <<-This here is basically sums up what has happened to me over the last couple of month that I have been away.

First step is always the toughest though, think back fellas; first bike ride, first drive by, first kiss… okay, you get the point! I am past the first step now and guess we can confidently ask, Guess who’s back? Back again?
                                                                          

                                                                       

Tuesday 21 January 2014

JUST IN CASE...


                                                                   
                                                                    



Even the best laid plans could come tumbling leaving one to think, how did it happen? Maybe that’s what played through the mind of J.P. Morgan (owner of the White Star Line) on a cold night in April 14th to 15th in 1912 when news reached him that the unsinkable ship had actually slowly but surely descended and found a new home at the bottom of the cold Atlantic ocean. It’s documented that the Titanic was designed to stay afloat even in the harshest conditions known to man at the time. It took three years to design and build the titanic yet it only took a meager three hours for it to sink to the bottom. A paltry three hours is all it took for three years efforts to be dwarfed and thwarted. Many of us have watched the movie but the real intentions of the script writer were lost in the love story of Emilio Portalupi and Madeleine Talmage Astor. I bet it was supposed to come in as a sideshow, but sadly it’s what captured most of our imaginations. That love story is a constant reminder that the best things are enjoyed only for a short period at best. I bet J.P. Morgan (owner of the White Star Line) turned in his grave when Titanic premiered for he knew no one really took a pause, calmed their emotions and just wondered how things could go wrong so fast. The Titanic was designed so meticulously with attention to detail that rivals very many future inventions that have come to pass but the fact that it sunk proves to us that even the best laid plans and designs fail, not because of our inability to forecast  potential scenarios of destruction but it’s due to our inherent inability to know the future with certainty (the sonar was invented immediately after the Titanic sank to ensure future accidents of that nature do not occur again). That’s why I believe that a 'just in case' clause should be inserted at the end of all plans we make, best laid out or not!


Funny enough, most of us go through life believing that our plans are foolproof, never wanting to believe that stuff may not work out due to things we couldn’t imagine or let downs by people we thought we could trust or systems we believed would not fail. You’re probably wondering that some of my plans might have really gone wrong for me too rant and focus on just three words ‘just in case’. Well I can’t say thats entirely wrong but the holidays were a real eye opener for me. Drinking down the hot humid days at the coast and chatting away the afternoons did not all go to waste. Listening to my old folks and uncles reminiscing glory days long gone, faded memories was somewhat interesting. Though inhibitions were lost with each passing sip and caution was thrown to the wind, lessons always prevailed…you know how old folks are. Women were one of the topics that remained afloat throughout the entire conversations. Be skeptical with all your plans even with relationships my sons they went on and on. Stories of how too much trust is for fools and those naive to the ways of the world. Stories of men who planned for till 'deaths do us' part but failed to pay attention to details and succumbed to their inadequacies. Left their wives to be driven by their neighbors to work each day with no second thoughts to the idea. Surely she will not be asked about how her kids and husband are doing every day or of men whose wives give massages for a living and their clients tell you that they do a really good job! So pay attention to detail and leave nothing to chance and constantly think about what if, for just in case it happens you will not be caught unawares and resort to finding hope at the bottom of that bottle.


                                                                     
                                                          


Wake up!!! We’ve all heard of all the big corporations that were untouchable but came tumbling down in the snap of a finger, like the snapping of a twig when you’re sneaking in home after a late night that alerts the dogs to start barking and wake up the whole damn neighborhood. The examples are endless from Kodak who shelved the digital camera idea and stuck with their old operations not knowing how it would all come to blow up in their faces or Motorola-remember them, they were at the peak of the mobile food chain but their failure to capitalize on smart phones eventually led to their inevitable fall. These are some of the few corporations that thought their strategic plans were foolproof. Some may quickly jump to the conclusion that they failed to anticipate the future, they were not innovative enough, I think it’s just an element of poor planning. Big corporations are headed by humans too, so we have to cut them some slack when things go haywire, they are all out there just trying to get their organizations to the top and build their legacies not forgetting making their salaries and allowances bigger. Am afraid and try to constantly keep away from the constant complainer, you know the guy who sees all the wrong and the negative side of things like they get a prize for negative energy that they inject and all the ideas and efforts of their colleagues they shoot down. Employees are always complaining our organizations are planning to fail, management is slow and their decisions too. We have to fight for what we believe in whether we are wrong and though it may ultimately cost us our jobs or even relationships as long as we know it’s right and it’s what we stand for, nevertheless we should also know when to let go regardless for that’s the true mark of progressive person. We cannot all be in top management but we can influence plans and decisions that seem doomed to fail. Raise your suggestions constantly, fight for them if you think that’s the direction they should take for someone will eventually listen. They said John the Baptist was mad, but they did eventually listen. So we are all human and therefore we plan (even the drunkard plans to wake up in the morning to go and drink) from the father, mother, pastor, manager, cleaner so let’s listen to those with different views and perspectives when they hear of our plans, just in case they are right.

We constantly need to ask ourselves the questions for tomorrow for we are in a constantly changing world. The future cannot be predicted using past results, we can only forecast. And that my friends is the beauty of life. The inability to know what would happen in the future is impetus for our constant need to plan. There is a saying that goes 'even the best laid plans of mice and men often go astray'. The golden sixties is what they were called back then , when our economy was growing at the pace of modern day giants, we have nothing to show of it though and that we can put sole blame on our inability to plan. Our leaders seem to have lost the plot; formulating short term polices expecting long term solutions. I am currently reading I think, what we should call the 'The Financial Bible'. It’s called The Richest Man in Babylon. I think everyone should get a copy of this book for I believe it could curtail your life to a whole new level, it could be the difference. Am savoring every chapter like it’s the last slice of that pepperoni pizza. I don't want to say much about it, heck I am not going to say anything about it for I fear my words will not do the book justice. But for ya'll who want to plan financially...read this-----> The Richest Man in Babylon





                                                              
            
Bad things happen to good people too, that’s why am always skeptical about life, am not saying am a good person nor am I endorsing the fact that I am a bad person either. I am just saying that I try! I know that trying is not good enough but that’s what it is right now, but that’s not how I plan on letting things be for long, so watch this space. The way our creator meant was for us to live in a world that planning was going to be the only way we survive. A time to be born, and a time to die - A time to plant, and a time to pluck what is planted - A time to keep silence, and a time to speak - A time to love, and a time to hate…and so on and on. Regardless I am saddened that many people do not put in provisions for plans that don’t turn out so great, deal with it…its life, no one said it was going to be walk in the park.  This doesn’t mean that we shouldn't plan and aim for the stars but let’s put in mind that sometimes we may not even land on the moon, let alone leave the ground. As Wale Akiyemi puts it, the fruits of our failures could be the seeds for our success. So don’t stick too much to the failing plan, just in case it isn’t the one.