Public Transport: The truest test of Patience.

via Daily Prompt: Test

This is a rant.

Here’s the thing about public transport where I live. The laws of traffic don’t apply to them.

Stop signs? No thanks, they’ll drive right into a busy junction. Red lights? Surely that means go, right? Lane markings, pfft! That’s for sissies. And while you stick to your lane, they’re just going to overlap or drive into oncoming traffic.


It’s loud, it’s fast, and of course crowded because the ‘matatus’ have a tendency to ferry excess passengers at every chance. It’s dangerous. Deadly.

This morning, a cop pulled over the matatu because the driver had used the wrong lane. Typical. So there we were, 14 passengers, running late for work, standing on the side of the road wondering how we’d all get to work.

Usually, the driver will have a quick conversation with the cop, part with a few notes and all is well with the world again.

This cop however wasn’t having it. In an ideal situation (nothing is ideal about traffic in Nairobi) the cop would have issued a ticket and left the driver to battle it out in court.But there he stood, minding traffic like we were all invisible. It was inconveniencing to say the least. And this was actually one of the lesser evils committed by matatu crew.

Eventually, the cop did instruct the driver to give each of us a refund so that we could make it to the City Centre.

It irks me though that this kind of scenario is what’s “normal” for those who rely on public transport and what’s even harder is that we’re such a long way from having some semblance of order on our roads.

I live in one of the most corrupt countries in the world and this affects the transport sector in all manner of ways. I can’t even begin to go into all the details. This post would be a mile long by the time I’m done.

Anyway, (sigh!) it’s almost bedtime this side of the world and frankly, my matatu ride home left my nerves more frazzled than I had expected. It hasn’t been a good day on the roads for me.

Ps: If you want to know what it’s like to drive in Nairobi, Google the episode of Don’t Drive Here: Nairobi.



Fragile: A post about glass.

via Daily Prompt: Fragile

My best friend F came to town recently for a week’s holiday. It’s always wonderful having her around, because living in different countries makes for interesting conversation and catching up when she’s home. We don’t talk often when she’s away. Having recently moved into my own little one bedroom flat, I was thrilled to have her at my place.

Last weekend, we went out shopping with the girls after meeting up for lunch at a fancy restaurant. While at the mall, the girls purchased various items and I found it odd that L was carrying a new set of glass tumblers, which she has just purchased at the supermarket inside the mall. When we got home, she handed me the set of drinking glasses and said,  “A little housewarming gift.”

I suppose my face must have betrayed my lack of enthusiasm at the sudden gift. That’s because I’d already bought a set of tumblers for myself, which remained unboxed, on a top shelf in my tiny kitchen. I rarely had anyone over and the one tumbler that I had from as far back as I can remember met my needs. I can’t blame her though, because she hadn’t noticed. A couple of days later, she went back home.

Only then did I realise that my trusty lone tumbler was missing in action. It then hit me, that’s why F bought a new set for me. She must have broken it at some point during her stay at my place and felt guilty about it, hence the new set. I was a little miffed, not because of the broken tumbler, but that my friend didn’t trust me enough to mention it to me.

It got me thinking about how we sometimes tend to tip toe around people’s feelings, afraid to say things because we think them fragile or overly sensitive. Maybe it’s because we ourselves are fragile and just want to avoid confrontations or awkward situations. The truth is though, hiding our true selves from each other only results in disillusionment, when the other person eventually finds out who we really are. And therein lies the fear of exposure. We’re all fragile in one way or another. 


The Eclipse of varied Interests


via Daily Prompt: Eclipse

So the other day, we experienced a partial annular eclipse in my country. But with the weather being the way it is, there wasn’t any visibility at all sadly. We’ve been expiriencing extreme weather conditions. Global warming bla bla…


I live in Nairobi, by the way.

The last time this occurred was about 11 years ago and I remember it well because it happened to be my birthday. It was a significant day for me, not only because I was finally ‘legal’, but the day also marked the beginning of my last days of high school. I was so excited to be done with school!

I still find it hard to believe that I survived four years of boarding school. It was four years of rigorous academic work, where we were forced to study seven days a week. There weren’t any arts or music classes available to us at the school. There was no room for creative outlet whatsoever and to this day, I still feel that I could have been happier if I’d had the chance to study music or art or pursue a sport.This wasn’t in the cards for me though. Despite excelling in school, I felt cheated out of a great opportunity; being able to study what I enjoyed more.

A decade and an Economics and Communications degree later, I still haven’t gotten round to doing what I love. I’m a banker with an Economics degree who loves all things artistic among other things. Earlier this year, I discovered the term multipotentialite when watching a TEDx talk by Emilie Wapnick. It has been one of the best things to have happened to me this year. You can view the talk here

I enjoyed Economics as much as I did Communication studies. I loved music almost as much as I loved sports. I took a fancy to  theatre and at some point I almost started writing scripts. While my peers have gone on to pursue a singular career path and excelled at it, I still find it hard to continue down one path for more than a few months or years at a time.

I used to think that this was a problem, that I hadn’t found my ‘one true calling’  but maybe I’m not the problem. It’s what the society thinks of me. And that TED talk shifted my whole way of thinking. I’m a multipotentialite and I excel at many things, at different times.

I am at a point where I feel it is time for another change. I’m not happy at work. I am bored! I’ve learned all I could from what I currently do and it’s time for something new. Right now, I’m taking it one day at a time. If you’re anything like me, then you know that having a positive attitude goes a long way in helping you remain productive at work.

This is still a relatively new concept to me and I’m still coming to terms with it. Now that I know I can finally find a way to build a life around all my varied interests.