STORIES FROM MY HEART

I live in Africa, Kenya, home to the most beautiful coastline in the world. Mombasa. Once in a while I take a break, go on holiday to the white sandy beaches of Mombasa, and usually, I pack my bikini’s, to enjoy the pleasures of sun, sand & sunscreen. The past week though, was slightly different. I went off to Mombasa without my swimsuit. Thursday morning, I missed my 6.30 am flight to Mombasa. Usually, when it comes to work, I am a stickler for time, and I don’t take anything less from my team. Sometimes though, it goes terribly wrong, Murphy’s Law, and this was one of those days. The SEACOM fiber optic cable was finally landing and a number of journalists were taken down to Mombasa to experience first hand, the joys of fast internet. And I missed my flight. Flattery gets you everywhere! Even though I had been told the next KQ 606 was full, I got a confirmation for the 10 o’clock flight, and when KTN’ s Larry Madowo joined me at the waiting Lounge, the anxiety I had took a quick...

It's Wildebeest migration season..I am not going this year..but here is my experience from last year's Migration: I had watched it on TV for eons, the millions of wildebeest crossing over to the Maasai Mara after depleting the magnificent Serengeti of all its green grass. The untouched pastures of the Maasai Mara lures the gnu’s into making the champagne colored plains in the heart of the African Bush one of the most spectacular wildlife locations in the world, this time of year, and I was one of the many who came from all over the world to witness this great migration, thanks to being the director for our tourism programme, Destination Kenya. The plane was scheduled to leave JKIA at 1100hrs, and we were uneasy, the airline had just received a big hit, a crush in Somalia, where Ali, an old friend of mine was co pilot also perished. So when we were told we had been placed into another plane, there was a collective sigh of relief. 1300hrs, we board the plane at Wilson Airport, th...

Back in the day when I was in a boarding primary school, at about ten years old, there were always children known for "begging". Many times they got shunned by the other kids. It was worse for those who were known for begging food. We coined a term called Nick Begging’s ,and no one would ask you for food if you said that before you started eating. With time, and continuous shunning, many of them stopped begging. That becomes the basis for my post today on the state of African Agriculture and the need for us to learn to be Proud. In the early 80's several African countries were fully sufficient in terms of food security, and even exporting to other countries. Kenya & Zimbabwe are countries that now, 2 decades later, are on the brink of a famished economy. Where did we go wrong? This afternoon I had an Interview with Dr Namamga Ngogi, the President of AGRA (Alliance for a green revolution) , snd it triggered my thoughts on why this continent with a rich and beautifu...

Just the other week I got an invite form the French Embassy to attend Bastille day (14th of July).I had no idea what that was, so, in true tech fashion, I googled it: here . I love the French, they have this accent that always gives me the giggles. That's not a problem. So when the Invite came, It was adressed to " Your's Truly and Partner". That's a problem. I had initially wanted to invite C.S two weeks ago when i got the invite call: but, can't, won't happen. That's problem Number 1. so Kent, my colleague, agreed to be my partner today. That's problem number 2. We left the office at 12.00 noon, and Kent refused to drive so I took it to drive my "partner" to this luncheon at the French Ambassador's residence in Kibera or Kabarnet road, whichever suits you better. Kent, in his "manly" traits, asked me to put the head lights on as we drove down 8 floors. That's Problem Number 3. Anyway, we had a safe drive through nutt...

This blog is inspired by Angela Angwenyi's Mohawk. I couldn't find a recent picture of her on the net, but if you saw her MCeeing at the Kalasha Awards, she was spotting a rare mohawk that only the brave can pull..and yes, I broke my recent promise that I would never go to Black Diamond ever again..Never Say Never aye? I Had a fab time last night with Lizz (my eternal partner in crime & life, and love) and K.A , who happens to be a good friend of Angela's at Black diamond. So, Lizz is back on Makutano Junction and was going back on set this morning, she wondered wether she should have had her hair done into a Mohawk, of whatever kind. I have tried it once myself...but lets just say, I wasnt convinced that it looked good enough on me. It looks great on Ms Angweni, and Grace Msalame also spots a killer one as well ( as seen on TV) at least I get to use that line..hehehhe) Anyway, Here's a fab Mohawk. That chit chat with Lizz over free (Karaoke) ...

If you have kept up with me here in my blog journey, you know this already: I have a very short attention span with things that are constant. I know that this can easily be confused with inconsistency especially in blogosphere where brand building is not just an option, but THE mantra. I love to see things from a different angle. I have changed the look and feel of this blog countless times, because I am looking for something I am yet to find. I get tired of status-quo, at home, at work, with my food, my look ...everything. I even get tired of seeing myself in the mirror; looking the same way, everyday. Being on leave (or off duty this past week) gave me lots of time to re think, re focus, realize my potential in every way I could think of. I even got contact lenses:-). Hazel ones; that gave me a new reason to stare at myself in the mirror, I am told that can be classified as vanity, but I am a woman, it is expected under the feminine dynamics pie chart.Oh..and i drank cappucino, even...

1. I can not fall asleep unless I talk to someone, and it’s got to be one that’s preferably not in my house. 2. My favorite place to be is in a quiet room alone, with soft music playing in the background. 3. I've never really wanted to be a town girl but if you cant beat em’, join em! 4. When I was a kid, I believed I was adopted because I over heard grown ups gossiping (justifying) my thumb sucking ;-( 5. My family is the biggest reality I will ever have, pure, un-pretentious and loving 6. When I was young I used to pray “ Dear God, when I grow up I want to be a mermaid, sometimes I still think I am still growing.:-) 7. I once tricked a tall boy called Macharia Kigotho in standard 4, he had made jokes about me, and I asked him to sit down for God knows why( he was so tall I couldn’t achieve my intentions), I slapped him hard across the cheek and ran off…he later tried to hire John Mungo to beat me, but my brother Ruto was a school bully, so John couldn’t do nadda!!! 8. I like to m...