If I were to squeeze
Just one to be at ease
I would just say hi
To keep my spirit high
Though distance intervene
Almost to bear pain
Closer to my heart
To ease the hurt
Mary, though on your heart heavy
Wana make it easy
Just anything
To ease the pain
Just say a word
Before its dark
To heal a wound
Out of your lack
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
The Return Of Street Families
The Return Of Street Families
On the morning of the NARC government days, Kenyans came to forget street children (chokoras) and families. They were gathered in social halls, taken care of, fed and others forced to go back to their homes. Roads and lanes that had been rendered impassible were once again open and passable with the exit of these families. One could walk freely around the towns and cities without the fearful presence of the threatening glue sniffing gangs.
Walk around today and like any other time in the past this picture looks more threatening and cruel. Every corner and lane boasts of a handful of them in oily and dirty clothing and more likely than not, sniffing on a can of glue. Tagging on their back is a sack only God knows what it carries. On city roundabouts like the Globe Cinema and down Racecourse Road that boasted of a changed face, what remains of the then picture of a clean and green city are only memories. In fact, the Globe Cinema roundabout has tunnels that are slowly being reclaimed as new homes for the street families. Getting in to the tunnel is another hair raising experience.
What one would ask is what become of the then beautiful project by the able Karisa Maitha? Is it that those who came after him did not share the vision he had. Another theory might be the African Slum Curse. Since so many NGOs and individuals gain from the mare existence of the slums, is this being replicated by the street families’ phenomenon?
As we work to plant trees, to clear drainage, to expand the roads, let not our efforts be diluted by the easy to solve and prevent occurrence of street families.
Julius Wango
Kiambu.
On the morning of the NARC government days, Kenyans came to forget street children (chokoras) and families. They were gathered in social halls, taken care of, fed and others forced to go back to their homes. Roads and lanes that had been rendered impassible were once again open and passable with the exit of these families. One could walk freely around the towns and cities without the fearful presence of the threatening glue sniffing gangs.
Walk around today and like any other time in the past this picture looks more threatening and cruel. Every corner and lane boasts of a handful of them in oily and dirty clothing and more likely than not, sniffing on a can of glue. Tagging on their back is a sack only God knows what it carries. On city roundabouts like the Globe Cinema and down Racecourse Road that boasted of a changed face, what remains of the then picture of a clean and green city are only memories. In fact, the Globe Cinema roundabout has tunnels that are slowly being reclaimed as new homes for the street families. Getting in to the tunnel is another hair raising experience.
What one would ask is what become of the then beautiful project by the able Karisa Maitha? Is it that those who came after him did not share the vision he had. Another theory might be the African Slum Curse. Since so many NGOs and individuals gain from the mare existence of the slums, is this being replicated by the street families’ phenomenon?
As we work to plant trees, to clear drainage, to expand the roads, let not our efforts be diluted by the easy to solve and prevent occurrence of street families.
Julius Wango
Kiambu.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Meet Her
She's lovely
She makes me Lovely
She smiles
She makes me smile
She is shy
I don't know why
She has dimples
In my heart are ripples
.... is her name
For my own i want to tame
She makes me Lovely
She smiles
She makes me smile
She is shy
I don't know why
She has dimples
In my heart are ripples
.... is her name
For my own i want to tame
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Its Choice!
Even as I post this I feel guilty that I have to do it during working hours. Today there was nothing much for me to do in the office. I had nothing planned for me.
However I have been facebooking all day.
I have written a story on humour so I will not beat myself too much for that. tomorrow I hope to do a great deal of work rather than spend all my time facebooking. It is a commitment I make to myself because my life is my choice. I have to be profitable every day of my life!
However I have been facebooking all day.
I have written a story on humour so I will not beat myself too much for that. tomorrow I hope to do a great deal of work rather than spend all my time facebooking. It is a commitment I make to myself because my life is my choice. I have to be profitable every day of my life!
Monday, May 3, 2010
Anger trigerred by other peoples anger
I was lining up at Stima Plaza to pay a bill when this man started a complain. I did not get what had angered him but within no time the complain turned in to a commotion that almost brought the place to still.
I was not on the line he was but of course while in the same hall I would be affected. Little had that been settled than the guy in front of me on the line raised a complain this time to me. "The lady serving us on this line is being too slow!", He said.
I never thought that was the case. The person who had come in at the same time as I on the other line, had the same number of people as I to go before being served. Then it hit me. This guy in front had his anger ignited by the previous commotion. The lady was in no way slower than the rest. That is my lesson today. Be ware of people with 'almost there' tendencies. They can be ignited any time.
I was not on the line he was but of course while in the same hall I would be affected. Little had that been settled than the guy in front of me on the line raised a complain this time to me. "The lady serving us on this line is being too slow!", He said.
I never thought that was the case. The person who had come in at the same time as I on the other line, had the same number of people as I to go before being served. Then it hit me. This guy in front had his anger ignited by the previous commotion. The lady was in no way slower than the rest. That is my lesson today. Be ware of people with 'almost there' tendencies. They can be ignited any time.
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