dating_a_sugar_daddy_november14_13 Seated here I really do wonder what goes on in peoples head at times. It would surely be interesting if someone could read minds. Everyone has a bit of craziness in them. It’s just that our level of madness varies and Mathare mental hospital cannot hold all of us. If one day you took a mad person to Mathare and you tell the doctor I have brought this person here because they are mad and before the doctor could take any action the person says, ” I only agreed to come because  you are mad and it was the easiest way to get you here”. Who do you think the doctor would believe, you or the crazy person you have brought?

So back in campus I met very interesting people. When I was in 2nd year I had this neighbor who used to really fascinate. Innocent me never understood what’s happening until my pal explained it to me. Yes I have a lot of blonde moments. This is mainly because I think of the world as good place. So back to the story, Every time we opened school since I would travel from Nakuru to Nairobi. I used to go to school a day early so that I would take time to clean and settle before the semester starts. This neighbor of mine was very pretty and jovial all the time and so every time we opened school she would be dropped by a big silver range rover. This is Juja we talking about. These are rare things you see in the middle of the week if you catch my drift. Then the next day her shopping was brought by a Subaru forester (at the time that was one of the IT cars). Well on Thursdays since the weekend would have already started she was get picked up by a Mercedes I would think to myself “some people are very fortunate.” They are so rich and have a fleet of cars tending to them. While I have to struggle carrying this huge backpack full of farm products from home. So one of those fine days when was walking back to my place from school, the neighbor of mine was being picked up by an audi. I turned to one of my pals who knew her and I was like “hey they bought a new car I hadn’t seen this one before” my pal laughed so hard that we had to stop walking. Then finally she told me all the cars are not theirs they are her sponsor’s cars. SPONSORS mmhh!!!!! I know sponsors support your education. So I just said that she was lucky she has many sponsors my pal seeing I didn’t quite fully understand what she said, had to use the term sugar daddies. That’s when I caught her drift. Blonde me!

After campus I met Marie (note that the names used are not their real names) whom went to Sunday school with. It was so exciting since we had to catch up. We discovered that we had made several common pals one of them being her boyfriend who had been my friend for the past five years. After a three months of keeping in touch, we fell out, soon after I met Lisa  a common friend that we had who was also my high school classmate of mine. I told her about our falling out. She exclaimed saying that if we had to talk about Marie we need to sit down coz there is a lot to say. We went to one of the hotels in town and had a cup of tea since it was cold. I wasn’t prepared for what I heard next. There are actually evil people in this world. I just wonder where the world is headed to.

Marie works as a cabin crew at Wilson airport. Her relationship with her boyfriend had been shaky of late and since before the fall out she had asked me to talk to him. I felt that it wasn’t my place to speak since “wapendanao ndio wakosanao” so anyway apparently the guy had discovered that his chick has a mzungu sponsors hence the shaky relationship. I really felt sorry for this guy knowing him for 5 years. I knew that he had health problems which used to take a toll on him. My pal gave me instances that made me feel even sorry for the guy. On several occasion the guy would be admitted in the hospital and the so called girlfriend would rarely visit and if she does it’s when she wants money. Sometimes his friends had to donate blood but his girlfriend never bothered despite the fact that she had the same blood type as the guy. There is even a time when they were at home and the family had come to visit this was one of those days the girl would come to visit since she’s broke .No one in the family actually liked her they all kept themselves busy in the kitchen and other places the guys started developing ceasures and instead of the girlfriend calling for help she just started laughing at him. It was just by chance that the brother walked in the room greeted by the situation.

It’s so sad that bad things happen to good people. I just wonder what goes through the minds of these sponsors they don’t know that someone would actually use their daughters the same way. On the other hand what might this girls be thinking?



bigbangupdates+nagoya+alive+tour+120517_0011I have been so busy that today the moment I took my laptop I sat down for several hours blank not knowing what to write about. I saw something on YouTube that inspired me. My first question to you is how well do you nuture your talent? That’s if you have any. Growing up we are told we can be anything we want to be. But what is it that stops us?! .Most of our parents would immediately take us to a guidance and counselor, pray for you or even punish you when you tell them you want to be a musician or an artist. In Kenya those aren’t considered as serious professions. They are considered hobbies and it’s so sad that parents do not actually let their children take part in such activities. I do agree that education is very important but not all children are the same. Some might be “book smart” while others might just be “street smart” not all of us are born the same. Yes guide your child through school and also encourage them to nuture what it is that they love, to avoid conflict during their teenage years. You may never know, you might be raising the next king of pop or maybe the next Leonardo Da Vinci. You won’t know unless you let them try.

Our parents aren’t the only people to blame for this. We have schools too which arent doing much to nuture the talents. What initiatives are they enforcing to detect talent from kids at an early age, and even after recognizing their talent what are they doing to ensure that the talent is nutured.  Personally, I think that the government should  start up a programme for kids who have talent. What are we as the children of this generation doing to make sure we follow our dreams? do we let people tell us what we can and cannot do?.

Earlier today, I watched this video that really moved me. It was about an autistic boy that was performing on Britain has got talent. One day when he was 3 years old, the school bus driver that used to take him to school and back stopped at the young boys house amazed and told his mother the child had sang all the way home. A child who couldn’t speak was able to express himself through a song. Now at 10 the boy is able to sing in front of a large crowd and is able to engage in a conversation.

I was so touched that I decided to write this article. I might not know yet where my path lies but that will not stop me from trying. Make sure you find your path and share it with the world; you might be sitting on a goldmine.