Rising Star

14th February, a day most men do not look forward to because 'women expect too much from men'. I have my questions concerning this day, for example, Do women deposit enough in to their sweethearts' love banks to warrant a withdrawal of the same on such a day? Why is it that it is expected so much of men to treat their women and not vice versa? Is this day really meant to show love to our mothers, fathers, sisters and all those who fall into the 'loved ones' bracket? Isn't it meant for men-women in a kind of erotic relationship? Anyway, since today is Valentines Day, i would like to share my thoughts about some of the issues concerning love. From the outset, let me say I am no expert in love and marriage. First,it is public knowledge that there is so much skepticism about love and the whole marriage institution. I have heard people say there is no longer 'love' in this world. We have heard of so many sad stories in the circles where love is/was sup...

I have always wanted to write about my life experiences during the not so many years I have lived on this earth. More specifically though, I have always wanted to write about one area of my life. I desire to write about this part of my life for two reasons: to let out the hurt, pain and bitterness and also so that others may read and learn from me. So, i chanced to listen to Bishop David Murithi of House of Grace (Nairobi) on Citizen T.V. His sermon had the heading: Facing Your Insecurity. This issue particularly affects my life. Even though I have outgrown some of the sensitive issues that threatened to cripple my life, I realize i still encounter effects of it in my daily activities. I will tell you about my self. I am an introvert. I am melancholic. It is said of this personality that they are reserved, keep to themselves, talk very little and mostly prefer to be at the background. Being in the limelight is not their forte. Well, I am all that and much more positives and negativ...

For the longest time I can remember, my life always seemed pretty boring and predictable. My personality was such that I preferred more quiet and uninvolving engagements compared to my siblings and friends. While in secondary school and at the university too, I was branded a no-nonsense and a too serious for life girl. It is no wonder that I always excelled in my academics since I put much more effort in school than any other activities. This personality, however, proved both a blessing and a curse. In as much as I did so well in school, it made me so unpopular with my college mates. So, it was no surprising that I had very few friends especially of the opposite sex. While my class mates were busy juggling between books and relationships, I solely concentrated on my school work. My hard work did pay off because I graduated top of my class with a job offer to boot. It was, indeed, a great crowning to my sweat when, for the first time in my life, I held a payslip. I thought of al...

For the longest time I can remember, my life always seemed pretty boring and predictable. My personality was such that I preferred more quiet and uninvolving engagements compared to my siblings and friends. While in secondary school and at the university too, I was branded a no-nonsense and a too serious for life girl. It is no wonder that I always excelled in my academics since I put much more effort in school than any other activities. This personality, however, proved both a blessing and a curse. In as much as I did so well in school, it made me so unpopular with my college mates. So, it was no surprising that I had very few friends especially of the opposite sex. While my class mates were busy juggling between books and relationships, I solely concentrated on my school work. My hard work did pay off because I graduated top of my class with a job offer to boot. It was, indeed, a great crowning to my sweat when, for the first time in my life, I held a payslip. I thought of al...

I have been reprimanding myself for not updating my blog more often. I do not like making resolutions aloud but I would like to try and write better and more this 2013. So, how was my 2012? Well, i remember starting the year with so much hope, promise, energy, vibrancy and all the positive nouns i can think of. I felt like i could take on the world and achieve any thing i wanted. Days, weeks and months down the year, i achieved some, failed some, got knocked down, picked myself up, got discouraged, encouraged myself to trudge on and finally finished the year. So, here goes: Spirituality One of my greatest achievement and by far the most important was that i deliberately grew more prayerful and worked on my relationship  with God. On reflection, i think this is one aspect that kept me going despite the fall backs and disappointments. Friends I decided that there are some people i am going to leave in 2012. Unfortunately, most of these people are of the male gender. They ...

Dear Diary, Today, i am reminded of a friend who used and still tells me how wrapped up I am in peoples opinion about me. He usually says "The problem with you Brendah is that you mind a lot about what people will say about what you that you risk your whole life being lived by them." May be, i did not understand it then. Lately, I have been thinking a lot  about that statement. How many times have I stopped myself from doing something i wanted to do so much because of the 'so called' people who, I assume, are looking at me to criticize me and point a finger at me and say "Surely, not you Brendah. We expect so much from you." While carrying out a profile interview about any person who has made it in life, the last question they are usually asked goes like this "If you were given another chance to live, would you have done things differently." If i was to be asked that question today, I would say 'Yes'. I would have done things differen...

Dear Diary, Since i started making sense of the world, i have noticed one neglected but very important thing in life. Call it influence from our African culture but i commend the Ugandan culture for, at least, trying to practice it publicly. Dear Diary, i am talking of  Public Display of Affection or PDA. It does not matter how macho or strong of character we are, it does not matter what the African culture has dictated to us, men and women need to be shown love and affection. While i was studying in Uganda, i was shocked to be told that hugging and sometimes a little peck is a common thing to them. Not so in Kenya! You can imagine my discomfort when every time i would meet my classmates, male or female, they would give me a bear hug. With time, i got used to it and even felt comfortable and liked it. It made me feel warm and appreciated. It affirmed my value as a human being. At least, through the hugs, i was being told, 'we know you', 'we know your value'. It gr...