Friday, 28 October 2011

Diplomatic Road Rage


To say I am still outraged by this morning’s event is an understatement! We were on Ngecha road at 0755hrs and slowed down at the junction of Pepon/ Kirawa road in order to turn left into Kirawa road. The car in front of ours, Toyota Prado 18CD 17k was also trying to make a right turn and was slightly into the road but stopped at what seemed to be a deadlock as the driver in front (a Pajero io) was trying to cross from Kirawa road into Peponi road headed towar ds westlands, and therefore blocking the Prado from moving. The driver on Kirawa road whom I recognized as a fellow parent, was already well into the road and trying to cross over, so the most obvious thing would be to let her move on, but then the Prado started inching in, as if to provoke, but alas, in the next instant the Prado moved forward and knocked her, much to our disbelief. As if that was not enough, the driver backed up and zoomed in on my friend and rammed into her front passenger’s door – AGAIN! (perhaps just in case the first time wasn’t enough of a jolt). As we watched aghast, she almost reversed into our car as she then proceeded to zoom off into ISK, where no doubt I followed her and informed the security guards and informed her that I had seen all that had happened and were calling the cops. WHAT!
I am still flabbergasted that a woman, ferrying her own children, would wage such an unnecessary assault on an innocent Mommy who also had her children in the car, one of them an infant. What the …..is wrong with that woman? Is it that because she belongs to the diplomatic corps she thinks she can be arrogant and bulldoze Kenyan raia without consequence? What kind of diplomatic immunity do these diplomats actually enjoy, and what advise are they given in case of an accident?? In fact, this was not an accident, this was not a hit and run either, it was AN ASSAULT!
Thankfully the Security team at ISK were cooperative and insinuated that the lady driving the Prado was fully aware of what she had done. While we were trying to get details of the driver and recording our complaint at the ISK Security Office, this woman’s  colleague came and sneaked her into another car, obviously since they had to pass through the same junction on their way out, and while my friend who was still waiting for help tried to waive them down, only one car stopped. The same Prado 18CD 17K,  but alas….it wasn’t the lady driver  with the car but some other man who informed us that the lady had gone to report the incident to the Diplomatic Police and apparently the lady couldn’t help as the road was slippery (no doubt from the mud slide after last night’s downpour – what hog wash!),  and said that she was feeling attacked. WHAT? WHO’S THE VICTIM HERE???  Why, pray tell, did they also have her switch cars and zoom past the scene of assault (AGAIN) , and have her colleague ‘tetea’ her, while she would simply have approached the victim and APOLOGISED; at that juncture, diplomatic fences would have been on the mend….????
My friends have since been able to make contact with the Canadian High Commission and I wait with bated breath to hear how they will attend to this matter. Meanwhile, many times people have complained about how badly cars with ‘red number plates’ are driven in this city, how they drive with a sense of entitlement and arrogance. It’s high time the citizens got to know what ‘rights’ they seem to weigh over the rest of us ‘watus’. Nkt!

Monday, 10 October 2011

Wisdom

Yesterday I was filled with a desire for wisdom. The only place I know that speaks so candidly about wisdom is in the Bible. Where did I read wisdom being referred to as a 'she'? No surprises there anyway, that women and wisdom would be bedfellows indeed. It is not difficult to spot a woman who exudes very little wisdom, or none at all, for that matter (God forbid!).

Women were wired in such a way that wisdom becomes a compulsory lifetime companion. But what is wisdom? The Bible says the fear of the Lord is the beginning of all wisdom. Lately I have been beating myself up about some un-wise decisions I have made in the past...and guess what? The only reason I got into trouble is because I told God to take a back sit on this particular issue, while I sorted myself out. In fact, God at that point was really and truly cramping my style so I put him kando while I got on with my plan.

Wah! I have never gnashed like that. When God tells you not to do something, please don't be a 'Jimmy Rogers' and decide you are the wiser. He KNOWS why He is telling you to do it or not -after all, is He not the one who created you, and knows every number of hairs on your head? But alas, the heart of man is deceitful and wicked above all things. So, I guess it's in our nature to want to do our thing, and save for the redeeming grace and mercy of the Almighty, things would be really thick.

Apparently wisdom also comes with experience; with age, and so we musn't always beat ourselves up about mistakes we've made in the past, because really, we wouldn't have known better had we not made that journey and learned our lesson. That IS comforting, isn't it......? It would be something else though, if one did not take anything from the experience.

So, from this day on and in days to come, I will be the wiser, because I now know, have trodden the path, have learned my lesson, and have moved on. In days to come, I pray that with God's help I will have good judgement on the decisions and choices I make for my life and also for my family.


"Wisdom - the quality of having experience, knowledge, and good judgment; the quality of being wise."

Thursday, 24 February 2011

Awesome Wonder

Today was another awesome fellowship day. We had a Naija brooder Ev. Chris Ikechukwu, and for real, it was rather interesting following his message coz of the nainjarian intonation. All the same, he is truly annointed, and I am just amazed at how awesome God is, and today, like on many other occassions, He came and did so in a mighty way, Praise Jesus for the revelations and prophesies therein!

If there is one thing I marvel at, it is how consistent God is - His ways are straight and smooth, He is not a god of confusion; He is never too early, and never too late; He is right on time. He is the same yesterday, today and forever more. AMEN! It is that consistency that is so attractive to me, for I know that I can truly count on Him; not only is He consistent, but He sure is full of surprises. ' My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways mine', says the Lord in Isaiah 55:8. Truly, we are short sighted as mere mortals, and I have come to appreciate that in the recent months more and more. We limit God, and box Him as though He were limited like you and me, and yet He owns the heavens and the earth and all that is in it!

I am glad I am learning to live more by faith - bila logic, bila maswali mingi, just having great expectations and believing it will come to pass; and yes, more often than not, I get surprised, because He is able to do 'abundantly more than I could ever ask or imagine'. How awesome is that.

I am praying for several interventions this season, among them my special needs son's entire programme - his schedule, his tutors, his time, etc. I can see it beautifully unfolding; I think it already is...and I am excited. Something profound I read the other day, 'A lot of Christians are going to get to heaven and find out that God offered so much more than they experienced'. God's grace is truly sufficient for us. I pray that I will not be among those people,I intend to discover and use my privileges here on earth to the max. If He is the King, then I am the priviledged Princess. How about that!

As for this audience on Churchill live, how is it they are booing Mututho, the way he has saidiad this country, and especially the youth from 'nyumba ya Mumbi', who's wives and mothers are taking to the streets in protest, coz they can't even get it up! Bure kabisa.

Let me retire now to some animated Naija entertainment; helps me unwind kiasi.

'Amukira ngatho nii wikite wega nii ku hotanira hatikaini neneee...'

Wednesday, 23 February 2011

A Journey of A Thousand Miles....

Hmmmm. Just like many other people out there, procrastination has kept me from doing my 'Dear Diary' sessions for the last 'n' years (shindwe kabisa!!!). Technology and all things 21st Century have now caught up with me and I was recently informed that I had been overtaken by the notepad and pen style of journalling (if there's such a word); to hook up with a blog. How cool, I thought, and here I am - ONLY two weeks later. I am particularly impressed with myself as I am easily intimidated by technology, but I am determined. My 7 year old son can do his homework and draw me a flower (on paint as he calls it, ie Corel Draw) on my own laptop...I will soon be looking up to him for some tutorials!

I am really excited to be doing this, because I have always wanted to write. I am often inspired by Josaya Wasonga, he of the Pudding and Tenderoni tales; I think if I were a writer I would write just like him - from the heart! That's how I know to write best.

I wonder what my writing style will be like, a year from now. I am also hoping to use this forum to vent - yes, to unleash my frustrations of the day, to share my joys and also to appreciate the goings on around me. I wonder who's going to be joining me in this journey...

Haya, fungeni michipi, tufunge safari; here we go....