My Dairy

Same day, different hours thirteen years ago when an Angel left us. The Cure of every illness. balm of every pain, assurance of every sorrow and relief of every anguish was taken away from me. A face that is always on my mind, a smile I have seen a million times, two eyes that would light up the sky at night and one last battle you just could not fight. "REALITY HAS NEVER BETRAYED ME"                                       Monsignor Luigi Giussani  The Juice was sweet, Your bed was wet, You were sweating, But I’d seen you walking, I knew it was ending, And hoped for your healing. My heart was not ready!   Everyday seemed like Christmas, Every hour was a chorus, Minutes were memories, The pictures in my galleries, I had you! Then your wings were ready. Reality was dawning, When your soul was weeping, The eyes were crying, And your...

The eyes sees no Flaw if the heart loves a heart.  Life like a mirror, A reflection of my Humor, And they say Sometimes can be horror, Gives me what I pour, But! Hey! mine is a Counter. If you want love give more love, My Ignorance, Breeds out my fear, I give out love, And hope for a have, Dead end!!!! It's just but a shove, The pain that I have, RECCURS. Why do I reflect a Counter? If you want kindness give more kindness, My dreams, Possibilities that never were, But then I ask why not? And I think of kindness, Priceless Painless Selfless, Sounds Stresless, My reward, Pain Anger.... Madness, And am broken, Again! Do I have to get the counter? I attract what I see, The reflection of my thoughts, Uncertainty in my dreams, And envision my doom, That Creates my Counter.

“Because I am female, I am expected to aspire to marriage, I am expected to live my life choices always keeping in mind that marriage is the most Important” Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie It’s been over six months since I last posted an article here, I might say I’ve been quite busy with school and work to balance a little bit but I could not let this moment in my Diary pass…… just like that. So, last night my mother dreams that she is in a ceremony which happens to be my wedding introduction with every member of my family present including Aunty Milly and Aunty Loe who have taken quite some time since they were last in the country. She goes ahead and describes my supposed fiancé who ‘Anafanana na Bill (my big sister Yvonne’s Husband) but ni Mrefu’ . I cannot control my laughter and she points out that ‘ kuna kitu unajua ndio maana unacheka hivo ama kuna mtu anakaa hivyo na hautuambi’.   We at times call her a seer whenever she tells us of her dreams 99% happens a perfect e...