Ndunge Wa Muthuka (Proudly African)

 It’s interesting how people expect you to recite your issues at a pop of a ‘customary question’. If you ask me how I am today; I will definitely tell you ‘well’. That’s how the world does it anyway. Yes… and the worst part is that they aint doing well after all.  Sometimes a little more is expected even when no one will make that expectation clear. Let me give you a short story; this particular day, one of my mentors called to just check on me. As usual a short testimony and the question was popped? ‘So how are you?’ He asked. ‘I am well.’ I replied automatically. He then ended the conversation immediately on realization that I was well. That killed me; I slipped into myself and wept bitterly! Definitely I was not well, I was hurting but I did not have the precise words to express my situation. I immediately broke down in tears… the kind that burns your cheeks. I wished he could discern my status. I knew he could offer that shoulder to lean on..Or that assurance that things wi

It comes to that time in one’s life when the clock stops, the world disappears and all you know is this one person in your life that seems so special than the rest of us. You wanna see them every other second; you wanna talk to them endlessly. You unreasonably and stupidly want them around every other second. So you ask, what is wrong with this? …and I say absolutely nothing wrong ! Having such feelings is pretty human, I too live in this planet and I know how good it feels. However there is everything wide of the mark when you want to believe that this person is an angel and that they are everything that you have never found in anyone else including your other friends. It is very off beam not to bother enquiring more of the person from third opinions especially friends. Assuming that they feel the same way as well or that they will not end up like the last person in your life is equally suicidal. So, who says so? Mmm… Nobody else.. may be just me.. ! I have come to believe