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WHAT A WASTE!

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Image courtesy of Nation.    What would a pollution free world look like? This has been a question I ask myself but to no avail do I get answers. Its a sunday morning, as usual, I wake up early in order to make breakfast for my family. Today, am making beef Samosas, vegetable Samosas and spiced tea. I blanch my green peas and my carrots and potatoes follows. To cut it short, I do that so as they dont undercook or overcook, thats all for the fillings. I knead my dough, one I will use to make Mandas/pockets for my Samosas. I deep my Samosas in cooking oil and I watch them turn golden as I am in a fantasy world. Yes, this happens to me alot. Cooking is the best time i reconnect with myself and also the best time I can think critically. I know that sounds wierd but yes! Thats just me! Breakfast is ready to serve. I lay the dinning and we get set to have this delicious creation I made. After a very sweet time, I lay prostrate on my bed, breathing heavily as a result of overfeeding....

OUR GEM IS BACK HOME.

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THE PORT OF MOMBASA is located on the site of one of Africa’s oldest surviving harbours and can be traced back long before the arrival of the Portuguese explorers to a time when Arabian dhows called at the Old Port on the north side of Mombasa Island. The port is equipped to handle a wide range of cargoes including dry bulk such as grain, fertilisers, cement and soda ash and liquid bulk such as crude oil and oil products. This is in addition to bagged products (coffee, tea, sugar, etc), general break-bulk (iron and steel, timber), motor vehicles, machinery – and containerised cargo. The port has a total of 19 deepwater berths. Six of these are for container ships, others include tanker berths, bulk and breakbulk cargo berths. Lighterage and Dhow berthing are also catered for. The Port of Mombasa is served by road and rail to inland destinations including the capital Nairobi, and the neighbouring states of Uganda, Rwanda, Burundi, the eastern DRC, and South Sudan. A new standard gauge r...

BROKEN.

Smoking and drinking while scribbling this down.i want to call it  letter of the anonymous to the anonymou s. i know she will talk of maybe me not showing it to her that whatever we had was something to last long. Or rather i was naive and she could no longer keep me. its all fucked up,and its also lost. i can never control anyone’s decision in life but just accept and brace their choices. It was very beautiful at first,very very beautiful. Never felt the way i did with this woman.i still ask myself how i fell for you.I think everything of mine revolved round you. Trust me friend,there is real love but you can never find anyone reciprocating the same love you give them. Its never 50/50 because in life there is no balance,reasons why we have social classes. I was drowned in love but i saw everything happening how it happened. i was prepared for it long ago,i can say. i was detaching slowly,by the time it was here the impact was not adverse. i know if i hadn’t,it could have taken a t...

LETS THINK OF OUR FUTURE

  QUESTIONS WE SHOULD BE ASKING OUR PRESENT SELF CONCERNING OUR FUTURE SELF. Its true that our twenties do matter.why…..because we are at the peak of moulding our future.There are no possible right answers to our questions i.e Where you should live,work or settle down. No math can answer these questions,which means there are no right or wrong answers to these questions but only your answer matters. Our twenties are a great time to listen and be honest with yourself.It is also a great time to have a conversation with your future self.We tend to ignore and neglect our future self because of some sort of failure and belief or imagination. i should create a picture of how my future would look like.And this should be something i want badly for its a preparation i’m making.I should have an idea of that ideal career i want to involve myself in,that perfect house location.my ideal ride,audi Q7 to be precise.How many kids i want.The type of husband i’d like.School my kids would go to.A mort...