Tuesday 18 August 2015

Spare time for your parents...



Time elapses pretty first...

Just the other day I was a kid and with the pleasure of enjoying and playing with my parents around. I loved them dearly, I still do.

Time spent with parents cannot be compared to anything else. It’s valuable and satisfying.
The time they spank you for doing something wrong, or swing you around for doing something soo nice is irreplaceable. They punish you for wrong doing because they love you. They applaud you and cheer you on because of the love they have for you. What is surprising is that sometimes we forget to appreciate this few times we are with our parents. 

I know there were days when you wished to grow up so that you move out and be independent. Now that you’re all grown up, all you wanna do is go back to being a baby and enjoy the security that comes with staying with your parents. Many a times we take for granted the advice given. We wonder why they should interferer in our life when still a child and still when you are a fully grown adults. It’s because they want the best for you.

I always urge people around me to constantly check on their parents. Take their grand children to visit and learn a few things from their grandparents. But unfortunately what we do is alienate our children from their grandparents.

Time will come when you wish you had spent a little more time with your parents. You had taken a little more care of the. The loneliness that comes with being without a parent is groundbreaking. You reach out to your phone and dial their number only to receive a resounding and annoying sound of someone telling you “mteja hapatikani kwa sasa”.

You wish you had taken time to understand their needs and worries.

You have a lot of time to spend with your friends at nyama dens whilst your parents have nothing to eat or have everything to eat but all they want from you is just an afternoon to sit and talk.

A parent doesn’t require much, just a little attention, love and presence. They only want to know that their baby is doing fine. Why do you deny them that? You talk to your friends’ hours on but you can’t even spare 5mins to call your parents.

Go back and such yourself. Get that mentality that your parents are a bother from your freaking head and visit them. Get a blessing.

Remember them in prayers. Appreciate the little things they did for you like seeing you through school, paying your dowry, supporting you when your account had nothing and even the silent prayers they said for you. A parent’s prayer is worth soo much.

#chroniclesadvice: we are soo busy growing up we forget that our parents are also growing old.

Monday 10 August 2015



Keep trying, never relent...

If you can’t fly run, if you can’t run walk, if you can’t walk crawl but for whatever it takes you gonna keep moving…. A great quote from the legendary Martin Luther King Jnr.

Don’t Quit
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow–
You may succeed with another blow,
Success is failure turned inside out–
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit–
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

~ Edgar A. Guest

This two quotes have motivated me today and I felt it worth sharing...

Wednesday 5 August 2015

It could have been worse…



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Just when you thought you had a totally overwhelming day: Kumbe the cats and dogs had not been let out yet.

It’s ok to have a crappy day. No one deserves it but it’s bound to happen and when it does happen, you need to face it like it’s your last day under the sun. Don’t let vagabonds dance on your already ruined moods. Dust yourself and try again. Don’t quit, don’t allow it eat you up.

You wake up perfectly ok but as soon as you get into the shower and of course with your eyes shut since the alarm couldn’t stop blaring, you realize that actually it’s not your eyes that are shut but the lights are off. If you are like me you will operate with one eye half open… You curse in hushed tones because now you will have to take a cold bath. This is not because you can’t warm some water on the heater but gas run out yesterday as you were trying to mix some quick light pasta for diner. Damn!!!
Oh well, no one has ever died over taking a cold shower, tap on and wallah! No water in the taps because apparently it wasn’t pumped overnight due to power outage. Could it get any worse? In the back of your mind, the boss in the office starts haunting you. Clocking in has never been your favourite bit of the morning because it requires that you are in the office by eight else you risk losing the hard earned position due to time management.

Now both eyes alert and time rushing like it so badly wants you to lose it all, you rush to the water storage bucket, get kidogo water to do passport and you rush and dress up praying soo hard that you manage to catch a bus. You step out straightening your hair and unfortunately it’s one of those July mornings where rain pours effortlessly and unapologetically. You rush through to the bus stop amidst all the downpour and fortunately you manage a backseat in one of those very loud matatus which is already soaked from the leakages. But for the sake of paying bills in a few days on, you toughen up and sit with your soaked wet suit. Traffic snarl up and ofcos tripled bus fare. Having you fingers crossed and saying the Lord’s prayer which you totally couldn’t remember because you barely pray opens doors and traffic flows and you manage to get to the office just in time. Looking as if a huge, fluffy elephant has trotted on you, you sign in and dash to the washroom to try clean up else even your crash in the office will not want to be seen with you. As you continue sorting the mess you reach for your wallet and realize you didn’t obtain your change from the conductor. Damn!!! You paid for at least half the bus. Could it get any worse? You can’t comprehend why the morning was becoming soo terrible and tears threaten to come rushing out.

It’s never that serious but this is becoming too much for one person to handle. The pileup on your desk is crazy thanks to your dear boss who committedly arrives at six every day. Stacks for you to deal, but you have dealt with bigger stacks. The events of the morning reel in your head and unfortunately you can’t comprehend why it had to be you. For that day unless you get a sponsor, lunch kaput courtesy of your forgetful self. 

As you prepare to go take a walk over lunchtime so that you don’t have to seat in the office for a grueling one hour with everyone asking why you haven’t gone for lunch as is your tradition, your boss appear and demands to have a meeting over lunch since he has to leave early. You scratch your head hoping he gets what you’re your trying to communicate but even before you can stammer anything he jolts away swiftly.

You follow reluctantly. You slum on a sit he ushers you on….

So your dear self is receiving a lecture on the fact that you haven’t finished analyzing some reports that were damped on your desk earlier on. Fact is you don’t receive instructions from only one person and trying to balance them all isn’t easy because one of either might feel like you aren’t giving them the priority they deserve. One thing I’ve learnt over time is not to retort to your superior. Just listen keenly and retain what you need and discard what you don’t.    
      
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It’s never that serious and while you are at it, remember there’s someone out there having an even worse day. Dust yourself and move on.