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I
actually have no idea what to scribe about. My mind has been on a vacation for
the last couple of days thinking and deliberating. I got my first slightly
improved salary this week. And when it came, the shocking thing was that it was
a deficit of what I had expected. Haisulu! Adan
said and I keep repeating this sentence every other time that, "Hii pesa si ya
mamako."
Yours
truly also started school again. Strathmore University it is. One day, I will
write about Strathmore. When I have explored the institution and turned it
upside down in a way that is parochial and less academic. I had always
harboured a dream of schooling in this institution even though I was not fully
aware of what reason curtailed my ambition. Now that I am there, Yes its worth
it to be in Strathmore.
The
church. How can I muster the courage to go to church. Each and every time, I
have been postponing the maiden step, this year of going to church. You see,
going to church in a way helps in reconnecting with the Almighty. It is a place
revered and you also get a chance to be solemn and reflect about life. If
possible, you give that ten percent and wait to see if you are going to
actually reap from giving it because some of the rich people say they never did
mind giving it out and planning for it and that is the reason why they continue
minting more money.
I
also tried reconnecting with the female folk. There is this chic I have been
calling and we have been spending almost an hour on the phone, never mind that
I have been taking her for granted while she also does not give a dam about me.
She is the sly type. Calculating her moves and never letting the cat out of the
bag. I will call her soon, just to hear the voice of a lady because I need to
speak to someone.
Work,
the bosses being a family and running the company as a couple collided
and now the woman of the house is bedridden (self imposed). She is actually
reeling from the after effects of being the punching bag when the company is
not making sales. We usually console ourselves that time will come when we
shall be making sales that are rivaling Safaricom or Apple (Remember Lu pita's
'Your dreams are valid'). Our dreams are surely valid. Rome was not build
in one day.
My
reading has also gone to the dogs. The blogs, especially gossip ones like
Mpasho, Ghafla, and creative writing blogs have been kind of buried under the
wraps in the meantime. Sadly, our office which heavily relies on internet was
forced to hibernate and engage in offline activities because the servive provider
which happens to be Orange was quite shaky and pathetic. Which reminds me that
we are working in an industrial area that is far from civility because Zuku has
not penetrated this sides.
Talking
of Zuku, I understand the love hate relationship we have had. Zuku has really
helped me in various facets. The fast internet has relieved me from the
exorbitant prices charged by Safaricom which I must appreciate also because if
it were not for it, I would not have been having those amounts that have kept
me calling the said chic. I hate playing chics though. (Pssst. Nilidhani
nikipata pesa ntachezea madem, wapi. Kama haiko kwa damu haiko.)
If
it were not for the message that pops on my phone reminding me to use the
credit I am availed, chances are I would not have been calling this chic. The
problem is that I usually think I am wasting my time or she is not just what we
we say in swahili "mgumu." My loose vibes are not going anywhere and
the way I hate looking for ladies. It sickens me so bad that I just relent
altogether. Lets just say that I love a quick fix. When my heart says no, I
never pester it further. I just let it pass hoping that I will find another
chic in the event the current one acts a like a rock.
Schooling
is something I have never liked much these days. Guess I am aging. As a person,
I want things that will let me dig deeper and be on a quest and get it on my
own. Dr. Google will aid together with YouTube. Being in class and not being
able to answer fundamental and basic questions made me feel like a student who
is clueless. I did put myself in my students shoes and felt the pinch.
Moving
forward, things may not be looking up. But where there is a will there is
a way.
