marriage


Today is my 4th wedding anniversary , but we are going through a financially challenging time, so my husband and I both agreed not to spend any money on gifts for each other so I wasn't expecting anything special for today. To my surprise, when I came downstairs this morning, I found a bouquet of the most beautiful wild flowers that my husband had picked from a near by field at 6am. What a thoughtful and beautiful gift!

GENUINE AFFECTION


It’s about that time I usually bid my day a bye with a sigh of satisfaction escaping my closed lips. It doesn’t actually escape, it involuntarily sets itself free. The day has been long and tiring and trying to cope with Eve’s misdemeanor. She is the first of our species to find out that all that glitters are illegal or unworthy. The whole humanity now is painfully toiling in order to pluck the fruits and accord hunger a decent send off.

I slide my tired body, carefully, as if it hurt or afraid to disturb a nocturnal creature who had made a sojourn in my bed, inside my sheets. Relief greeted me, accompanied by a muted sigh as the mind went back to the parting day, assessing the successes and the pitfalls that came along. Lessons appeared triumphant.

The day is never a day-well-spent when you do not wish a dearly beloved a good night. I have had trouble many mornings preceding the nights I slept without bidding her a good night. I forget on purpose (ask any man) but the questions you get the morning after only allow her to make assumptions because I have never answered them satisfactorily. Now am thinking of her. She has brought the real meaning of living, the real feel of love. She genuinely adores me and I do more than her.

As a fumbled with the keys of my phone, trying to mix words, in a bid to come up with a deep poem for her, the phone rang. I smiled as I read ‘sweetheart’ as I had saved her. The ringtone helped increase the pace of my heartbeat. It was a song that drove her to the point of ecstasy, of course after me. So many times she rang me, often when I am trying to text her, or when am reaching for my phone to call her. Love brings forth pleasant coincidence, the kind that you want to happen every day.

I really love her. The joy of my life is to see her happy always. I don’t anything or anybody to harm her because I’m her soldier ready to fight every war that life pit against us. Distance though has robbed us the chance to show the affection eye to eye, hold each other close and our breathes being swallowed by our silent whispers heard far away. She is the realest thing I hold with utmost care like a treasure.

I picked up the phone and her soft voice drove me to world that surpassed the abundance of the bliss heaven had on offer. She tickled me into frenzy with an unsettling sensation going through my body like a ripple. I wanted her there and then. If the urge would have enabled men to grow wings I would have been the first one after Daedalus and Icarus, from the tales we read while growing up.

I listened as she talked making her know I was paying attention. Silence sometimes prompts one to make an inquiry if they are speaking alone or otherwise. What’s more beautiful than being missed by somebody you love? What’s the most awesome thing in the world than being important to somebody and being treasured more than you do to your own self? It’s a feeling that transcends everything.

The lengthy talk is always brought to a denouement by good night wishes and the sweet dreams. The byes aren’t my cup of tea. I always conclude a conversation with a ‘take care’. I never know why but I always want her to great care not dream of nightmares.

As the sound of the phone hanging up came through, I was plunged into my own world. I stared at the text I was about to send; my sweetheart, you are a rare being in the world for showing me what it means to love and I will give you my genuine affection…….it sounds like a teenage love letter but that was the message I intended to pass her, plus a couple of hugs and kisses, toppling with I love you. I drifted off holding my phone.

I woke up in the morning to find everything deleted except GENUINE AFFECTION on the text. I smiled knowing there was more truth than those two words.

Wednesday, 19 February 2014

Micah Kigen’s 11-year struggle with President Uhuru Kenyatta Campaign Debt to Near Bankruptcy

a story first carried out by World News Chronicle titled ‘Arrest Warrant Against Prominent Businessman Causes Concern in Kenya
Now, this is not a story about ODM or CORD or opposition politics per se, this is another story, a story about a man whose charming public demeanour and strong stand with ODM even at a time Rift Valley was walking out often puzzled me.
However, behind the veneer of candour and the aura of satisfaction, Kigen is carrying within him the burden – both financial and psychological – of a political event whose then beneficiary is now the President of Kenya: Uhuru Muigai Kenyatta.
In a larger sense, it is a story about political fixing in Kenya after the fallout in YK-92 KANU which ensured part of the then top players in Moi re-election political machine in 1992 were finished completely of their wealth and stature in society. It is a story about political opportunism and betrayal that has run a whole decade! It is a sad story.
The actors in this story are big, powerful and larger-than-life people but the lesson can still be relevant to the hoi polloi struggling endlessly to put political leaders in power. Because, clearly, this is another story of small people high up in government or working for politicians finding themselves at the losing end.
Some times in 2002, Micah Kipkemboi Kigen was a staunch Uhuru supporter. He was the chairman of the Kanu Action group, a prominent lobby group whose fangs could only be compared to YK-92 a decade earlier. KAG, unlike YK-92 which got Moi elected as the first president after repeal of section 2A of the old constitution, did not get Uhuru to power in 2002. The opposition wave swept the electorate as Uhuru was defeated with a combined political machine campaign machine of LDP/NAK which put Mwai Kibaki to power.
Humiliated in defeat, KANU, then heavily dominated by Kalenjin politicians and a section of the Kikuyu, promised another fight. It is said Uhuru swore after that defeat never to lose another presidential election. And while the cockerel will never crow, Uhuru is the president again, having incubated another bird – the dove.
Between 2002 and 2013 saw a decade whose politics engineered major re-alignments, mergers, walk-outs and reunions that were unimaginable in 2002. The victors of 2002 became the vanquished of 2013. Two referendums, two disputed elections, one inter-ethnic war, a Grand Coalition Government, a second prime minister and so on.
Political players of 2002 changed parties too. Ruto left KANU and joined ODM. Uhuru, as an opposition leader, ‘joined’ the government! A second prime minister was defeated by his former deputy. Democracy, so it was revealed, got tried during the two elections and at the Supreme Court.
As politicians changed their diapers, so were the political nannies. I mean, with the tectonic shifts in alliances and coalitions; new party formations and the death knell of old parties – like DP, LDP,SDP etc – individuals too changed. Those who were in KANU in 2002 became reformists in ODM and now part of the ‘digital dream’ in Jubilee. Those who opposed Moi rule and called Toroitich all manner of names – the opposition of the 1990s – parties like DP and NDP and the Kikuyu/Luo masses who had literally turned their back on the Moi government; these too created new tyrannies and dictatorships as menacing as KANU. I mean, where Moi state oversaw multi-million Goldernberg scandal; Kibaki state engineered the multi-billion Anglo-leasing scandal, and, Kibaki/Raila State too added the Triton Saga and the Maize Scandal!
Where Moi detained everyone, assassinated a few; Kibaki state state too had its share of extra-judicial killings. Already, the first months of Uhuru state has seen the “disappearance” of two former appendages – Bogonko Bosire and Albert Muriuki.
Micah Kigen, the subject of this piece, too changed, or should I say, evolved? In 2002, Kigen was a KANUist and Chairman of the biggest lobby group for Uhuru’s candidature – KANU Action Group – often abbreviated as KAG. In 2007 he was safely in ODM, same as now. In ODM, his lobby group, FORA, which he chaired, was potent team until other lobbies campaigning for Raila Odinga in the 2013 elections muddied the whole political lobbying campaign strategy with disastrous consequences.
Kigen, is a pioneer political lobbyist and campaign strategist. He told this writer he is a ‘veteran’. He belongs to a generation whose lobby machine, YK-92, remains the most successful to date.
Interestingly, much as people often malign former president Moi, his state also developed the practice of political lobbying; a phenomenon quite acceptable as a democratic political practice in western democracies from where most post-colonial Africa owe their political systems, including Kenya.
But for Kigen, something remained immutable; static as the laws of the Medes and the Persians. This was the campaign debt that KANU Action Group (KAG) incurred while attempting to put Uhuru to power in 2002.
Back then, the outstanding debt, after partying with over Ksh 30 million, stood at Ksh 800,461 (according to court documents seen by this writer) which has now accumulated to Ksh1,029,548 when the debt collection and court collection dues were added to it. To reduce the debt to the Ksh 800,461, Kigen saw his houses, vehicles and other machineries auctioned at a throw away prices. It humiliated him, especially, with a family to cater for.
“Were these things to happen to me as an individual, I would have lived by them as a man, an African man. . .but I had a family, I had kids I was schooling. I had dependants I was feeding,” reminisces Kigen.
The initial debt arose as a result of failure by KANU/Uhuru to pay for the campaign materials used by Uhuru campaign during the 2002 campaigns.
In a series of letters and verbal contacts between Kigen and the company which supplied the materials (Capital Colours Creative Design Ltd); and between the company and KANU; and, Kigen to Uhuru; Kigen and Ole Sunkuli (then KANU Secretary General) and Kigen and Moi (former President), including a one week hunger strike in Moi’s Kabarak home, this unpaid debt became Kigen’s burden.
In one particular letter dated November 20th 2003 and addressed to then KANU Secretary General, Mr Julius Ole Sunkuli (deceased early this year) by Osotho Investments, the debt collectors contracted by Capital Colours Designs Ltd, the company wrote to KANU to show commitments towards clearing the dead.
“. . .in order for us to be sure that the payment is indeed being considered, our client would only be faithful if KANU as the sponsoring party also makes genuine commitment in writing that it is indeed liable to clear the outstanding overdue account with our client. . .”
This case went under for some time until in 2010 when  it was resurrected. Tellingly, 2010 was the same year most senior politicians in the Rift Valley begun showing signs of possible walkout from ODM. Kigen believes the case was revived to finish him politically.
He wrote several  letters to then Deputy Prime Minister and Minister of Finance Uhuru Kenyatta, now President, Kigen calls Uhuru’s attention to his situation.
“As you are aware, during the campaigns leading to the 2002 elections, KANU Action Group (KAG) a lobby group actively backed your candidature for the presidency. . .back, and as of now, your suitability for the highest office in the land was and will never be in doubt. KAG support was therefore solid and equivocal”.
Kigen continues in the letter, “. . .by the end of the exercise, huge sums of money remained unpaid and outstanding. I have had to bear the burden singularly as I was the Chairman of KAG and the only tangible authority to be held responsible . . . subsequently; I have lost so much property by way of public auction. . .”
In another letter, Kigen wrote to Uhuru, “. . .It transpires that an Order of Execution…has been issued which exposes me to the horrid reality of arrest and committal to a civil jail. . .such an eventuality will be far reaching in damages and irreparable. . .”
Kigen, clutching at every feeble straw in his way, again reminded Uhuru of the outstanding debt and the lengths KAG and himself went to campaign for Uhuru in 2002:
“Mheshimiwa, remember this task was undertaken in good faith in the firm belief of your viability as a credible candidate in the presidential contest. This confidence in you still stands and you will need this same set up in the foreseeable future to satisfy the ambition that is dear to the hearts of many as it is to yours. . .I beseech you to do me the right turn and rescue me from this undue shame and embarrassment”.
Sadly, Uhuru, despite showing interest in assisting bring this debt to an end, developed cold feet.
To Kigen, Uhuru’s behaviour may have been caused by pressure within the then KANU leadership in the Rift Valley. The plot, which Kigen would intimate to Uhuru, “. . .in the tricky arena of politics, you cannot rule out vengeance and cold play. . .” remains the biggest obstacle to clearing the debt. Within Rift Valley, there seems to exist an unwritten political rule that the enemy must be fatally vanquished by all means possible.
Kigen’s case is not unique. There are many political losers fighting never ending wars with those who went to the Moi School of politics. Much as the country ostracises members of the outlawed YK-92 for running down the country in the 1990s, the same system which built them in several occasions crushed many of them.
For example, the never ending battles between Cyrus Jirongo and the government stems from the post YK-92 fallout in which Jirongo, among other YK-92 young Turks, barely two months after ensuring YK made KANU and Moi trounce the opposition, was accused of plotting to topple the government by help of Yoweri Museveni in an arrangement where Kenneth Matiba would be sworn in.
These intricacies have never been revisited because KANU is still very much alive; remember, even a colossus institution like Raila Odinga could not write everything in his recent memoir, warning that the ground has not substantially shifted to accommodate the tumultuous 1980s!
Sad as it is, Kigen lost plum properties to repay a debt that old KANU acolytes saw as an opportunity to financially finish him. Former President Moi refused to clear the debt as the then KANU Chairman. Ole Sunkuli refused to help. Uhuru, who would have been the 2002 beneficiary of the KAG mobilization, jinxed out.
As a man repaid political debts with own personal fortune, he saw his wealth disappear one property after the other. From prime houses to vehicles, the fall was fast and hard.
“I sacrificed for Uhuru. It is a sacrifice most of the people in this nature of work often do. Lobbyists are the unsung heroes of political leaders. They are the chief mobilizers. However, once an election is over, no one wants to look back at you. Across many parties today, there are tens of others who did everything to ensure these leaders get the political positions they wanted, or rise to the prominence that would allow them fight it out at a latter time,”  says Kigen. “Leaders need to look back,” he quips.
To Kigen, the poor institutionalization of political lobbying has seen individuals lose out when their godfathers take over; or lose out altogether. But the lack of appreciation, as simple as it can get, just complicates the matter. Political leaders in Kenya have perfected the catch-phrase: Use-and-dump.
It is even egregious when some of the politicians are themselves very wealthy Kenyans. One would ask: How much could it cost Uhuru Kenyatta, then KANU leader, to pay this debt? If not Uhuru, former president Moi? The failure then is attributed to a culture that glorifies betrayal of close aides and supporters in politics.
Because the debt still stands, one only hopes President Uhuru Kenyatta will finally recognize this decade old wrong and correct it. For a politician, it is never too late.

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LOVE POEMS

I COULD BUT LOVE YOU*

The days gone by hold memories

So much of all those nice stories

Stories of our lives thereafter

Punctuated by your sweet laughter



Walking, talking under the starlit sky

Smiling silently without knowing why

Silent though we got so much to say

Assured that tomorrow would be okay



I love you so much my sweetheart

Like the abundance of sand in a desert

So is my love for you, so real and true

I want to live forever just for you



In the horizon the sun's just turned red

And my tomorrow is but a dread

If by your own, you won't be there

I will die, there won't be any air



*THE AMAZING FEELING*

The buzz of the phone beckons you attention

It's the love of your life trying to reach you

Friends have gotten tired of their mention

Their presence in this world gets you through

Long and stressful days just as the nights

On dark nights they are the light



It's an amazing feeling to find true love

It carries you way beyond imaginable lands

Swifter than the carrier doves

Infinite but it can fit in your hands

The amazing feeling of true adoration

Surpasses everything worth admiration



*BEHIND YOUR EYES*

Sometimes am caught in a day dream

Dreaming of a dream I live everyday

It's been like this since I saw you

You beauty enslaved my imagination

The glitter in your eyes captured me



Every morning I wake up

It's your pretty face that's my alarm

Telling to rise up to see you

You are a true meaning of perfection

Forever I will be glad that are in my life



I wanna have your heart forever

Coz I've given you mine

Do the best with that you can

For you are so perfect

This love is the realest of al I've known



*I SEE ME IN YOUR EYES*

Like rose petals in the morning bloom

You sweep my feet off the ground

And I fly, fly like little bird making no sound

Am flying to get a kiss from you

Your embrace, the next best thing

After the gearless all night embrace

I see the meaning of life in your eyes

I see me and you skin to skin every night

I see life unfolding in your eyes

I see love-true love



*IMMUNE TO HEARTACHE *

I'm staring at the emptiness you absence accords me

It's like all those days when I could fantasies about you

My breath being taken away by what I could see

But your absence is forever, I hoped you were true



I didn't think there would be a day when I could ask you to stay

And that would be asking too much of your precious time

Now I struggle to go through my days trying to keep you at bay

Often I fail, every time, coz forgetting you feels inhumane- a crime



For once in my life I realized what it means to be in love

It means to wait for someone to break your heart while holding on

It means being immune to all things that fall from above

Coz that may hold you from going on straight from dawn