Wimbo wa Taifa (The Kenya National Anthem)

This is my Prayer for Kenya at this trying time

Kishwahili Words
1. Ee Mungu nguvu yetu
Ilete baraka kwetu
Haki iwe ngao na mlinzi
Na tukae na undugu
Amani na uhuru
Raha tupate na ustawi

2. Amkeni ndugu zetu
Tufanye sote bidii
Nasi tujitoe kwa nguvu
Nchi yetu ya Kenya
Tunayoipenda
Tuwe tayari kuilinda

3. Na tujenge taifa letu
Ee ndiyo wajibu wetu
Kenya istahili heshima
Tuungane mikono
Pamoja kazini
Kila siku tuwe na shukrani


English Words

O God of all creation,
Bless this our land and nation.
Justice be our shield and defender,
May we dwell in unity,
Peace and liberty.
Plenty be found within our borders.

Let one and all arise
With hearts both strong and true.
Service be our earnest endeavour,
And our Homeland of Kenya,
Heritage of splendour,
Firm may we stand to defend.

Let all with one accord
In common bond united,
Build this our nation together,
And the glory of Kenya,
The fruit of our labour
Fill every heart with thanksgiving.

wHaT iT iS????

Politics has never been my plate of coookies...(i luv cookies)but this time round i need to be informed...i am among the millions of youth that the aspirants are trying to "wooo.." with promises that smelll of ROSES.... The key issue that has really captured my atttention is the issue of "MAJIMBO.." I took it upon myself to try and understand what exactly MaJiMBo means,why i should vote FOR or AGAINST IT...!!
So for starters i asked wht is MAJIMBO? The answer can be either of the below depending on which side of poltical divide U stand :-
1)Regionalism
2)Federalism
3)Ethnic Balkanization
After getting the three above answers i decided to interpret them deeper...
REGIONALISM:- Which is the theory or practice of regional rather than central systems of administration or economic, cultural, or political affiliation OR a peculiar to a particular region and not part of the standard language of a country.(as per my oxford dictonary) BuT on the political scene it simply means the pResiDent won't be enjoying CeNtralized powers he will be more like a PuPPet(this are the under tones that echo this political theory)
FEDERALISM:- Which simply means having or relating to a system of government in which several states form a unity but remain independent in internal affairs(as per my oxford dictonary).BuT on the Political scene again it simply means JiMbOs which the very people campainging for it Banished it in the early 1960.Why the DoUbLe stanDards now?
ETHNIC BALKANIZATION:- Which is the divide (a region or body) into smaller mutually HosTiLE states or groups.(once again as per my oxford dictonary)BuT on the Political Scene it is simply interpreted as Members from One TrIBe that don't have their RoOts on the PaRticUlar grounds theY are OccUping will siMply Have to vacate n Move BaCk to theIr Mother GrOund/oRiGins!!...(this are the undertones that are echoing this defination by aspiring politicans while on the podiums)
I am a CoSmOpOlitant YoUth n thounds of others...who shall be vOting this Year..why are we been draggged back to TriBalisM????My fellow YoUTh lets shun away from TriBaLisM n VoTe on grounds of MeRit... We are the HR maNaGers of the 10th PaRliaMent.. lets Look at the SkILLs and QuaLifiCations of all AsPiraNts and employ theM strictly on MeRiT.. ArE we in AgReeMent?

Radio Crap

Am a faithful Radio Frequency Modulation aka FM listener...I am the type who will switch from one FM station to another all in the quest of landing into an FM station that will kip me locked.I am also a very keen listener to fine details by this i mean i can comfortably pick the mood of the presenter as much as they may try to cover it all up..Yesterday i happened to tune to this FM Station and everything about this Station is just CRAPPY.The topic of discussion was a distressed Young Man who is 24yrs.Old Doing his last year in University.He applied for a Job,he was called up for a Job interview which he aced,the procedures that follow after are medical check up's so that you can be covered by the Company's Medical Insurance,Upon receiving his medical check up results it dawned on him that he is HIV +ve,He wanted the listners and Presenter to help him about how to go about breaking the news to his Girl Friend and parents.
The "SUPPOSED" media presenter "A ROLE MODEL" exclaims "I still have shivers when i think of HIV.if it were me i would buy a Gun and shot myself dead" said the presenter "Hey listeners help me to advise one of us for i don't know what to do"says the presenter againI was shocked beyond words.... well i hoped the listeners were a serious crowd but to my shock too they were NOT..A listener calls and advises the distressed young man to "Give his life to Christ aka Salviation and Chill out," "M i believing what i hear?"i asked myself....But after staying Locked to this FM Station i came to the conclusion that if the DAMN Presenter is not serious how the hell do U expect the listeners to be SERIOUS...The same presenter openly flirts with a caller who calls and says stuff like i Luv WHT YOUR MAMA GAVE U!!!!..The damn Presenter goes like "When do U want to have a closer look and touch it?" and the flirting goes on and on for almost 10mins..ON air by the way!!!!! Guess what the show runs between 7-10pm daily.So my poor Distressed Young man wasn't given any concrete advise...
Call me old fashioned BUT Frequency Modulation aka FM Etiquette has to be met for a RADIO STATION to Stand out from the REST...
Wht do U reckon??

HusTLer.....

I can't help but giggle when i remember how my entrepreneur skills were
honed at a very tender age...Here i go again down memory lane,I changed schools from a Day Scholar to a Boarder to a school somewhere along the Slopes of Mt.Kenya,That meant i had to acquire new survival skills calculating the distance between myself and my folks,and having been used to having everything i needed on a Silver Platter, for REAL the tables had turned...The school was composed of both Day scholars and Boarders like myself,which created the perfect scenario for entrepreneurship.I would send the day scholars Packets of sweets and cartons of biscuits.The packet of sweets would cost me ksh.40/= the packet contained 100 sweets,I sold each sweet at Kshs.1/=, The Carton of Biscuits would cost me Kshs.150/= and it contained 300 pieces of biscuits, I sold 1 piece of biscuit at Kshs.1/=,Am sure by now you have already done your math and seen how much profit i was CLOCKING,By around 9pm just after night prep the demand of biscuits and sweets would be high,Being the solo seller of this elusive commodities the price would be hiked to Kshs.2/= each for both products.I was happy with my huge turnover..In the business world it's normal to have bad and good days,so on this particular day,my goods were impounded by the teacher on duty,i had to think fast as tough questions were thrown my way."Why do U have 3 Cartons of Biscuits and 2 Packets of sweets?"the teacher barked...."are U one of those culprits who sell Biscuits and sweets?"NO Sir"i replied.."Sir it's my Birthday and my folks sent me this goodies sothat i can celebrate life with the rest of my classmates"i answered trying to pull an innocent face..Teacher"Why are U cheating me?"he barked again..."Sir Can i show U the Birthday card my folks sent me? "Teacher"Okay i believe U now go and share with your classmates and am i welcome for the Birthday Party?" "Sure Sir U are most welcome" i answered..In my head i was just calculating the loss I was about to incur, As a wise entrepreneur i shared out 1 carton of biscuits and a packet of sweets and the remaining Cartons of Biscuits and packet of sweets were sold at Kshs.2.50/= so as to recover my loss.I guess i should link up with DONALD TRUMP(jst a thought)m sure U also concur... Nwy that's how my hustler skills were honed.

Primary School MEMORIES....

It's over a decade now since my 'O'Level days,but i still find myself remembering them primary school days..Singing at the top of our voices the National Anthem and reciting The Loyalty Pledge(which m so sure many of us can't even remember, all we can remember is the last line "......mmmmh mmmmh PEACE LOVE and UNITY")
Should U NOT make it to be in school by the time the 8.00am morning bell is ringing U get subjected to some massive humiliation of collecting papers and them purple leaves from the jacaranda tree....which happened to shed leaves every 15mins due to their deciduous nature...the first lesson is Maths and as fate would have it,you hadn't finished your maths assignment,so U get kicked out of the classroom and humiliated once again to having to attend class through the window BABE.....(kwa dirisha BABE)
Tea breaktime checks in and U head straight to the canteen to buy that juicy hot dog U had been anticipating to chew away....but before U even savour your hot dog a HAWK decides to do that for U....what a damned morning U think to yourself...
The books the 'O' level system subjected the poor kids too just adds salt to the injury...A minimum of 3 different text book authors which you have to carry everyday and bear in mind you have eight subjects so do your maths...a minimum of 24 text books and accompanying exercise books for each subject...U ended up carrying a School bag as big as You until your shoulders stooped,But in the midst of all this hustle n bustle with the education system we never ceased to be just the kids we ought to be...playing in the rain,getting your clothes all dirty and affording a smile and hearty laughter...

Furahi Day

Come Friday and especially a Friday that falls during End Month...U don't need to be told the mood in the air....it's always fully charged...everyone is so excited no wonder Nameless and Nonini had to sing about "FURAHI DAY".
Friday checks in....The mood in the office is ecstatic,everyone looking at wall clock in the office wishing they could fast forward them hours..but before we know...it's time to call it a day...after a hard day's toil.The journey to City Center which normally takes 15-20mins at most,took us a whole 40mins..traffic jam...cars bumper to bumper,The Public Service Vehicles don't make the situation any better,they are crab driving from the last lane to the first lane on a 6(six)lane highway...one is left to wonder how they acquired their driving licenses.The dresscode in the streets is casual everyone vibing on the cell phone making plans on how they will club hop,By 7pm all clubs in town are fully packed,guys making merry and practically enjoying the Friday evening..By 3am it's only the designated sober drivers who are getting it down on the dance floor...5pm and the clubs are empty U can only spot a few jammaz n chicks who blacked out n were left behind by their buddies..
I came to the conclusion that if their people on planet earth who know how to have fun n have fun to the fullest are Kenyans..somebody proof me wrong...

HUMMER....But Do I say