21 RANDOM THINGS AS I TURN 21
Its three days since I turned 21. I don’t know how it is supposed to be but it finally dawns on you that you have finally crossed the thin line between teenage hood and adulthood. I know I should be stuck here forever, forever 21 as they say but I won’t. I am embracing the idea of turning 21. I am already armed up for a quarter-life crisis that is if it exists. But if adolescent happened, then why not QLC?
21. Donald Trump Ripple Effects
There is a Donald Trump Arcade. In Kenya. Lies? No. The first time I saw this I thought it’s a joke too. You won’t find it on Google Maps. Eastleigh, next to Turkey Mall. If you don’t find it staring at your face come punch me in the stomach.
To be wrapping up school this year. Four years, it’s been a journey.
19. Letting Go
You should let things go. Simply, for the reason that they are heavy. They may be sweet, beautiful in the outside but ugly in the inside. They may be interesting. They may boost your ego but may have a heavier ego than yours. They may be committed to excellence. You should let them go. Not do your ego a favor, or appreciate beauty less. Not to lose taste of interesting things or underrate excellence, or spit dark saliva at success. Not to opt for some other kind of sweetness. Simply because they are heavy.
18. The best thing that has happened to me
Being a mum.
17. Best Book
Eat Pray Love by Liz Gilbert. Her work is pure magic. Best quote: none. Every word in that book moves my heart. But you can have this:
“I met an old lady once, almost a hundred years old, and she told me, ‘There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me? And who’s in charge?”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love
16. Best high school memory
Wednesday January 5, 2012. Extract from my journal. “Today games are compulsory. Our games master, Mr Kamotho is fierce than a wounded tiger and no one dares defy games rules. But I honestly don’t feel like going to the field today. I instead go to the house to sleep(ours were houses, not dorms). The games captain is instructed to come fish out the people who are hiding in the houses. I cannot let myself get caught. I enter into a clothes cabinet, small enough I don’t even know how I fit there. My fellow culprits run under the beds but their trick is outdated. They are caught and dragged out to the menacing games master. I stay locked in the closet for over one hour, chuckling and trembling, all at the same time. Phew!”
15. A place you should purpose to visit that will surprise you
Sewer. This is a waste dump of Kenyatta University, Kahawa Sukari, Brookside Dairy and surrounding environs sewerage water. But the place is a pleasant surprise. A small clean man-made lake stands in the place of dirty water, and it thrives with aquatic life; even crocs. Plus it is a perfect place to sit and watch the sun set, and ponder over life.
Directions. Drive up to Engen Petrol Station, Kahawa Sukari, Drive inside towards the estate up to where there is a fence separating the growing Mwihoko Estate and Kahawa Sukari, near Uhuru Primary School. Turn left onto a dusty footpath (you can drive though as if you are going to Brookside. Take the first turn on your right. It will take you around ten minutes to reach Sewer. Last time I checked it was not manned by anyone so you don’t have to worry about entrance charges.
14. The best place I have visited ever
Lord Egerton Castle, Njoro, Nakuru county
This is closely related to Lord Egerton Castle. My very first encounter with heartbreak was here. I was just 16, yet to discover what love is. The love story of Lord Egerton is a tragic one. As the guide took us on a tour of the house and narrated the history of the castle, I think I had enough heartbreak then. An atmosphere of a house deserted by a wife engulfed me, the kitchen desolate as if her spirit should have been here. Holy cow!, I could even feel Egerton play the giant piano in the ballroom for his “wife” with pain and what ifs. I could hear his heartbreak in the echos in the rooms as we excitedly toured the 54 roomed castle.
Apparently, Lord Egerton first built a four-roomed cottage in hope of impressing a young royal nubile he was supposed to marry, but she sparely spent time there, calling it a birds nest. Undaunted, he went ahead to build the magnificent castle for her, but to his surprise, she rejected the offer and referred it to as a dog’s kernel. She went ahead to marry one of the British Lords.
Tragic. Lord Maurice Egerton was very bitter with this and he put warnings everywhere that he should never spot a woman in the vicinity of his property. They risked having bullets raining on their bodies.
I have a thing with strangers, and I can’t write enough about them. But there is this one.
I think it is rude to snoop on people’s conversations, even in a matatu and you are seated next to them. This one, late last year one snoops on my very intimate conversation in and on our way he turns to me. He gives me three pieces of advice that I treasure to date:
• Whenever you love with your heart, make sure you put your mind to it. Cliché? NO
• Whenever you make a mistake, you have to move on from it. Improve yourself; grow yourself to be the best. Until you get to a place that you have so many choices and so many things racing you until you are spoilt for choice. And as such, you will only choose the best for yourself because you are the best.
• Have standards. Set your terms to everything, no matter how flimsy. And when someone asks for time against your standards, grant them. When that time comes, be sure to remind them and if they cannot honor that, they are not worth your time or effort. This way, people will learn to respect you.
11. Faith and Religion
At a point in your life, you will tend to wander away from the faith that your family and teachers instilled in you. You will walk away, far away from it and study it from a point of indifference. You will size it up from head to toe. In this moment, you will crush the beliefs that hold you down. Eventually, you will go back, never to leave again. The best thing about this is that you will know what you are going back to.
It may happen when you are 16, 23 or even forty, but it will happen. It may take an hour of doubt, a week of nonchalance, months of denial or even years of religion abstinence, but when it comes you will know. It is like Karma. You don’t have to be told what it is; but you recognize it, offer it a handshake or a warm hug and make space for it. Until it’s ready to leave. Or you are ready to kick it out, that is, IF YOU ARE THAT PERSON.
10. Things that I am failing to decipher
There is this funny man who often walks outside my window. He is a knife sharpener. Up to a couple of weeks back, I used to hear my own things, until someone explained to me what he says. I believed them until he passed by again, and all I could think was that he is crazy. Or I am the one who is crazy. Finally I had to take these videos of him and play them over and over again to be sure. I still hear the same lines, “Montigo, sharpening your knife (this is the only line I here correctly, and it’s after being told). Jok, jok jok. Montigo…” The last time I tried to strike up a conversation with him I was disappointed because I couldn’t keep up his pace. He walks faster than Cain in the dark.
Have you ever come across him? What do you here? Please let me know in the comments. I have to confirm that I am not running crazy.
Watch him here.
These booty shorts.
I could sit and negotiate with God, or wrestle Him, like Jacob of the Bible.
Before I go; Letters to Our Children About What Really Matters by Peter Kreeft
And Virtuous Leadership by Alexandre Harvard.
That everything is going to be alright, in the end. Note I didn’t say easy?
5. Listening to
Eric Wainainas, Ritwa Riaku. Beautiful Song it is.
4. The Way I look at you
We all look differently; at people and at things. Personally, I don’t know how else to do it other than peering intensely, deep into your soul and making sure I scorch all the lies you had planned to tell me. A friend of mine calls me a schemer. This is both a memo and a disclaimer, “The way I look at you doesn’t mean I need something more.” Okay?
One Fine Day. Don’t tell me it’s old. I am old enough too.
2. Worst Relationship
We fight, we punch. Sometimes we give each other silent treatment and an air of nonchalance. Other times we are inseparable and you will find us snuggling on the couch, oblivious of the world around us.
Sorry, it’s not about a boy. Food it is. I have had this affair with food since I was small. I loved food. And then, at some point in life, there was a disconnect. Those who were with me in high school can swear I am bulimic. But am not. I think I am just a gourmet who prefers some tastes to others. Someone even suggested that my sour affair with food is psychological. I am yet to know. It is serious up to an extent that my best friend had to include “Fatten Up” in the birthday wishes she wishes to see come true this year. Shiku, I am trying. Mum and Dad, I am trying. Trust me, I am.
A big shout out to my readers. My blog collaborators too. The guys who occasionally write when I have block and ensure this space doesn’t grow cobwebs. Thank you for being here. Thank you for the encouragement, for laughing with me during the good times. For crying with me through the rocky and rough patches. Without you, this blog would mean nothing to me. Let’s toast to a 21st healthy year. Looking forward to more writing, reading from some of you too, and higher levels of interaction
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