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.

Sunday, 23 February 2014

MUTHAMA’S ‘sadistic’ article that captures Gov Mutua’s hidden CORRUPTION in Machakos County


By Johnstone Muthama
Does corruption matter anymore? Do words like transparency and accountability hold any meaning in our national discourse? These days, development seems to be all the rage.
The county and national governments appear to be racing to outdo each other in the commissioning of new and ever-bigger development projects. The Standard Gauge Railway, the Konza and Machakos cities, laptops for school kids, ambulances and police vehicles, just to name a few. These, we are told, will get us to the promised land of Vision 2030.
Development would indeed be welcome. We all know that the country needs better infrastructure; that the education system is failing our children and needs to be overhauled; that we need to invest more in the capacity of our security forces to deter and arrest criminals; and to provide quality, affordable and universal health care to our population. These are the things we all want.
However, successive kleptocracies have rent our national fabric and eaten away at our capacity to provide them. For half a century, the corruption of the regimes of Jomo Kenyatta, Daniel Moi, and Mwai Kibaki caused us to wander aimlessly in the desert of poverty during which time; we were constantly offered ever more grandiose promises of “development.”
It is this corruption that is singularly responsible for the fact that our children learn under trees or have to cross crocodile-infested waters to get to school. It is corruption that has denied us efficient health service and effective security agencies.
It is corruption that has skewed our priorities, destroyed our infrastructure and created a society, to paraphrase the late JM Kariuki, a nation of 10 millionaires and 10 million beggars.
Corruption today continues to be Kenya’s enemy number one. Yet it is not an enemy we are always comfortable acknowledging. The disappointment of the last 50 years has left many desperate for any hint of progress.
It is this desperation that many in power, both at the national and county level, have been preying on. So they continue to offer ill-thought out and, often, questionably procured high visibility projects, which demonstrate little regard for either the law or the real interests of the people.
It is perhaps understandable that some are tempted to look the other way when confronted with evidence of rules being bent or broken. Some may reason that we are at least getting something for our money, no matter how much else is stolen or squandered away. But this is a dangerous attitude.
We cannot hope to build our country on the sands of questionable policies, irregular procurement, illegal payments and underhand deals. It is this state of affairs that has led to, in the words of some wags on Twitter, “ambulances for a county with no hospitals, and laptops for schools without electricity.”
The fact is corruption is a cancer on society. If diagnosed early and eliminated, then the country can develop and grow. However, if left unchecked, it will spread and eventually consume the nation.
The values espoused in the 2010 constitution are the rock on which we should build our country anew.
But what we have seen recently are signs of the return of grand corruption. At the national level, from the “Hustler Jet” to the Standard Gauge Railway, the Jubilee government has been beset by scandal.
It is less than transparent in its conception and tendering for its grandiose schemes, many of which appear designed to further enrich a few individuals at the expense of the nation. At the county level, a recently released report from the Auditor-General has also revealed many to be dens of corruption, with rampant misappropriation of public funds.
We must act quickly and decisively to excise this cancer from the new institutions created by the constitutions, before it metastasizes. We must all do our part to end the culture of impunity.
INVESTIGATE INSTANCES OF ILLEGALITY
The Ethics and Anti-Corruption Commission should urgently investigate the instances of illegality in the acquisition on goods and services as well as in the awarding of contracts and the handling of public monies, at both the county and national level. All who are found culpable should be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.
County assemblies should also hold their executives to account.
In the Senate, we are studying the Auditor-General’s report and will be taking appropriate action in line with our constitutional duty. Within the CORD coalition, we are determined that the spectre of grand corruption will not be allowed to again haunt the country.
We will continue to reach out across the party lines to find like-minded partners and so strengthen the legislature to act as an effective check on Executive excesses. As the saying goes, a house divided against itself cannot stand.
Finally, we must find ways to mobilise the great multitude of our people to stand against corruption. We will partner with the progressive elements within the media, civil society and the religious fraternity to strengthen governance and oversight mechanisms and to educate and sensitise citizens on the dangers of graft at every level.
So yes, corruption does matter. Accountability and transparency do matter. These are more than mere slogans but are the fundamental building blocks for lasting peace and prosperity in our land.
The author is Senator Machakos County and Minority Senate Chief Whip. This article first appeared on Daily Nation.

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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