The Musings of Kajuzi!

The other day I was chatting with a friend during a long bus drive to Mombasa. I love traveling, I always have. Since I discovered the secret to not gushing my intestines out every time I am in a vehicle, I have loved traveling. For as long as I can remember, I have dreaded traveling. I dreaded entering into a vehicle that was moving and was full of people. I always felt like I was suffocating, and then this suffocation would move to nausea, and nausea to a   flowing of all the contents of my intestines onto whatever and whoever was near me, that would leave me wrenching in pain and embarrassment. Mostly embarrassment.   I hated cars to say the least.   But I have come to learn how to deal with this menace. Growing up makes you wiser, after all. You avoid food six hours before the traveling moment Once in the vehicle, distract yourself from the stuffiness and the possibility that you might be dying slowly from suffocation as a result of the oth...

As the year came to a close last December, the whole question of being sexy occupied my time one way or the other! Now, like most girls my age, the age where the attention from men that you want to attract starts to worryingly dwindle, the whole issue of being sexy usually takes on a life of its own. So this past month i have spent quite a considerable amount of time trying to find out from my very able 'Cul-De-sac' , Google, glossy magazines,and other sources not worth mentioning what the being sexy means. You will be surprised the number of articles that have been written about this topic. And the different definitions given to this one word will make your head reel from exhaustion and confusion. So you want to know if you are sexy...here are some made up experiments the 'Cul-de-sac crew' came up with just to clear the confusion!!! Experiment 1 : So you are seated, with your girlfriends, at a car wash, open drive way with food and drinks. Smiling and look...

Lazy, Nyika (bush people), illiterate, ignorant and LAZY! I bet somewhere they have coined a riddle to this effect by now. If they haven't then here it is,  'What is lazy, illiterate and ignorant?!' Heheheh! First, i am tribal! Yes, I am indeed tribal. And i feel that as a Kenyan, i need not explain myself, because you get me, right? Yes, i know you do. Secondly, i never like being on the losing side. No, i like winning. It is like an addiction that drives me so insane that one way or another i have to go back and take that one last sniff.  Only that i definitely know that it will not be the last, just like any addiction. So you can imagine my deeply entrenched agony then to belong to the nine tribes of the Kenyan Coast! One way or another, in the course of my almost adult and adult life, i have always found myself defending the reputation, actions and mindset of my people. I have found myself coming up with explanations, rationalities and even excuses for what ...

Yes...i know, i am told we are evolutionary species, and we do change with time. That is what is expected, anyway. But is it possible, really, that these brothers of ours are catching up? Could there be a new version of men, walking among us? :-) I had a cherished visit from one of my log-book relatives from my dad's side yesterday, the very few who contact us anyway, and it was very interesting. Like any long lost 'relatives' we were updating each other on all the new development in our lives. It was a nice nostalgic experience we had, really. Among the many new things that had happened to this boy, is that he had gotten a girl pregnant, moved her in with him, is paying for her school and is now raising a two year old girl while the mama is in school in another county! Not surprised? Well, this boy, the one doing all these things, this boy, is just 22 years old!!! Pardon me for acting so surprised, i was actually more angry as he was telling me all these stories. ...

'Don’t mock the restless and the discontented. They change the world. The rest just accept and settle.' ~ Anonymous. It is official, I am a very restless and discontented human being! I hope you get what I mean. Its not that I am so ungrateful, no.   I am just not so good in ok situations and often very unhappy in uneventful environments. I like running up and down doing 'something'. And if I cant do that, then I bury myself in books, movies or run off to my safe place, my sanctuary, my head! Yesterday, I got to watch one of the greatest movies ever made in 2013. The Butler . And I wept my eyes out. So here is this old man, loyal and committed to the status quo no matter how much it hurt him. Served almost six American administrations in the white house. He knew his place and kept to it. Did the best he could. Outside, others were fighting for change. He survives it all. And gets to see the glorious end in 2008. But I went to bed wondering, what was his ro...

Murphy's law states simply that  " Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong ." The thing about life is that at any given moment, something might, and most likely will happen, that will knock the wind out of you and leave you wondering, starry eyed, what the hell just happened. If you are lucky, it will be one thing, if you are very lucky it will be all things. As it is said, when it rains, it pours . That is how 2013 has been for me, it has been pouring. I remember telling myself that this was going to be a year of change...a shift of some kind, what exactly, i was not sure. Well, i guess the shock is on me because CHANGE does not even begin to describe what this year has been like.  My wings were clipped, my foundation shattered, my walls crumbled and the roof...well am not sure whether it is still in place :-( There is literally no part of my life that was not touched...none at all. Well i guess the gods had it in for me this time. Looking back at it, i...

Have you ever felt like you want to poke life? Like you want to do something so stupid and amazing that life will go like waaat? Yes, lately i have been feeling that way. I feel like this life has been pulling pranks on me, and asking me react to what it gives me, and i feel like a puppet. An angry puppet for that matter!! So now, i have decided, i am going to have my own person, with a name, and a everything else, and get to know what it really means to own people! To control the strings. Exciting huh?! I know! And that's what makes it awesome ;-). I mean, if i can't have a say in my life, i might a well have a say in someone else's life...even if that someone is just a creation! I know you will think i am weird...i know you will. But humor me if you will and join me in this adventure of a girl, lets call her Nadima, yes Nadima. So this girl Nadima, is say 26 years old, confused and just has no idea what she wants from life. She is an intelligent girl, jus...