Sikiliza

Kwa Marafiki Wangu... Asante kwa kuvumilia mambo yangu...asante kwa kunipa moyo nikijazwa namawazo chungu nzima. Wajua jinsi ya kunituliza,kunipenda na kunipa uhuru ya kukuelezea yaliomo moyoni...hata kama siyo mambo ya maana..... Shukran kwa utulivu ambaye unaye wakati kila kitu insambaratikia...na hiyo ujasiri yako wakati giza imenizingiria na ni mejazwa na uwoga... Asante kwa kunishika na kunibusu..kunipa nafasi ya kutulia wakati shida na machozi yamenijaa Mola awe nawe...akupe amani na baraka chungu nzima... ~Siki~

Its Friday, am lonely and I am pining for some attention. But knowing that history repeats itself I am probably going to spend it alone indoors reading a book, baby sitting or watching TV. Don’t get me wrong I love my own company …but I have my moments where I wish I could stop in the streets and ask for a hug….hahaha As I was walking down the safe (ok safe-ish) streets of down town Nairobi the other day….I came across an old cop friend …I had forgotten all about him when I mentioned the Kenyan and Senegalese cop comparisons…hahaha I mean he is a gorgeous 6 and a half footer toothy grinned cop who arrests who firmly but politely…he is honest and helpful but you wont want to mess with him. When I see him I am usually in awe...mixed with some kind fear, a very strange mix. Anywayyyyyyyyy my point was….if all Kenyan cops were like him then we would be in a much happier place…and let me hope this cop issue of mine does not develop to an obsessive thing… I am back in the city with a myr...

So day after day the fisherman load up and leave hoping that the day's catch will build him a fortune of sorts...... It must take so much optimism to be up at 3am. and sit and wait for the fish to swim by and bite the bait or get trapped in the nets...come rain, sunshine, a green moon, hormonal mood swings, sickness, laziness these guys go out each day no matter what. There are no traffic jams to cover up your lateness...I am not sure what they do when they have a tummy upsets out there...Pee breaks I can imagine (but may not want to for purposes of keeping my appetite for lunch).... This kind of seeming unending strength and commitment is something I admire...People who take very seriously what they do...whether they are in a lowly or a grand a day kind of job… But you know sometimes I wonder… My dad did this for 40 years at the expense of family coziness in the evening to make sure he got our bills paid, food on the table and a decent education for which I am wholly ...

Sea Shore of Almadies - Dakar, Senegal

In the sticky matters of the heart...and those horrible vague feelings that come with it that people call love...All you really need is to hope against hope is that fate fixes you up with someone who.............. You are really keen on Understands your jokes Reaches out to hold your hand in public without shyness or shame Has a picture of you in his wallet Knows how to make you feel guilty when you're wrong (or right?) Is less lazier than you Can brew good tea Makes you feel rather important Wakes up with you by his side Wakes up with you in his mind when you're not by his side Loves you no matter what Always takes your side with others whether your right or wrong Is not confused about what he feels for his ex's Is not married to someone else (You're not married to someone else!!!!) Still thinks your beautiful than the women around you Or is at least subtle about the fact that he finds your sisters, friends and neighbours much prettier than you… Has the...

A pink and lilac flower... Lets study then and see which is BRIGHTER (pun intended) ... ~Siki~

What would the colour of my skin have to do with my intelligence (or lack of it..) ~Siki~ http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=488232&in_page_id=1770

Dear People and Martians.. Today I heard the most ridiculous thing from a friend....all of us being broke at the moment …were talking and wallowing in the yucky state...I absolutely abhor the state and this twit said to me its better to be poor but happy... I respectfully disagree….am horrified at the thought that I can fathom any form of happiness when my bank account is dwindling...and I cant put food on the table...the thought makes me break into a cold sweat wake up at night and get sick with worry…. Maybe we need to readjust the notion that money isn't everything...the fact is at this time and point MONEY IS EVERYTHING... Money is food on the table, money is decent housing and decent health care, education, peace, fuel, gas and err... yes...love...happiness and all these other flighty but useful things…. You can't eat love... You can't pay bills with happiness.. That's a fact… I think we should quit being complacent with our status in this sordid world and wor...

Do you sometimes wish that a hand, warm and pleasant, caressed your face traced your lips and lingered on your chin... Do you at times crave to hear a husky whisper on your ear lightly saying sweet nothings that make you smile and giggle? Do you long for foot rubs, hugs, kisses, hand shakes that linger for a second more, licks..sucks... I am hankering for some attention; it reminds me I am still human.... ~Siki~

I am just back from a trip from the big bad (good?) city called Nairobi...am all wide eyed, jaw-on-the-floor and that kind of thing….the improvements since I last went there are amazing... Guess what...motorists are stopping at zebra crossings...the streets are swept clean every morning, the street lights are working...no runny-nosed street kids high on something begging and harassing on the streets...no hawkers on the footpath pissed if you accidentally step on her tomatoes...WOOOOOOOOOOW.... But as I got back home and smelt the nice clean air and non-significant traffic....cheap cabs and every two people greeting me in my hometown...my heartstrings get pulled and I am drawn to the small town coziness I was born and brought up in...Home sweet home… ~Siki~

I will not pretend that each time I see women with lovely hair and skin I get a little awed.....Like a pretty flower I can never resist to stop and gaze….and if they smile back maybe ask for a picture...... Aren't they adorable.... Behold... ~Siki~

DSC01124 Originally uploaded by sikiliza Show me the beauty of your soul.... Tell me; is there more to you than meets the eye? Hold my hand and let me feel the warmth of your life coursing through your veins... Don’t hide your smile let me see your eyes light up ~Siki~

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DSC01216 Originally uploaded by sikiliza No sea shore spews shells like the beaches of Dakar ~Siki~

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DSC02506 Originally uploaded by sikiliza ...and changed my mind..Kenyan cops need to borrow a leaf...

DSC02576 Originally uploaded by sikiliza And then I came accross Senegalese police officers.......

cops Originally uploaded by sikiliza And I must admit I do not really think police uniforms are very flattering........

DSC04348 Originally uploaded by sikiliza I was going to write something real snazzy about the general elections this year..specifically...something about the men who have declared interest in the Nakuru seat. A friend of mine is running...friend of the family is keen..and a whole list of other Wanna Be's yet to declare their stand... Well I have tried unsuccessfully to call my friend and interview him either in Nairobi where his based or in Nakuru where he intends to stand and get his vision for the town..his calls go unanswered or he is stuck in Very Important Meetings somewhere a Nairobi jam away.....this is usually a bad sign...not yet past the nominations and the fella is already inaccessible...What happens when he gets the seat??? Well lucky for me I know the power of my vote...and in the coming weeks I will put to task the madding crowd asking for it... Its amazing to see Kenyans reach a level of some maturity in terms of exercising their basic right to vote..now we need to...

I recently decided to make a trip that I might have considered very routine….I did a Safari in my home town game park called Lake Nakuru National Park…you must understand that having been born and brought up in the small town…I know this park nooks and crannies like the back of my hand but never tire of it….my every childhood holiday was spent with a climax (or otherwise) visit to the park and picnic at the baboon cliff. A good friend of mine started this amazing concept of a personalized package tour safari and I decided to indulge myself in a treat for my trip to the park www.storrysafaris.org it was awesome to say the least…… Let's set the scene now…. I am a small town country girl…Born and brought up in Nakuru…..My bedroom as a child, overlooked the view of the lake and the lolling hills of Maasai land where my dad for a while attempted to grow wheat….During school holidays sometimes I would be dragged along to Ole Nguruone with my dad and stay in Mzee Tumanga's land a tall...