The little things

Back in high school, phones and quite a number of electronic material were prohibited.They always ensured to check our belongings while getting in at school and also did random clean up checks.
But then again, these were the few things that kept us sane at the time regarding it was a single girls' boarding school.
I recall at some point around my birthday, my cousin got me a mini radio.  It was tiny and could easily be smuggled anywhere.
Now those who've experienced boarding school can relate to the prison-like feeling.  You feel detached from the world and really restricted and I just feel like there people like me who would be at their worst without music.  Sometimes it felt like a drug to just release stress and anger and feel free.
Around the same time my brother helped smuggle in a phone and that time Facebook was storming.
These "illegal stuff" brought me sanity, a sense of belonging and feeling free at most.
You were able to get people to do stuff for you and more so you were favoured by students in charge.  It felt great, I can't lie.
We would always charge at midnight to the early mornings in order not get caught, which meant expulsion or suspension from school.
It was 2a.m on a Friday, we were charging and listening to music while laughing as others blow dried their hair. We were having some fun when suddenly someone among us loudly whispered, "MORIA". That being our warden who could be identified by her special Afro wig.
I just remember grabbing my phone and scattering my legs to my room and pretending to be deep in sleep.
She shouted out a list of names [excluding mine] and asked them to bring forward their phones and radios. She also asked them to snitch the rest of us in order to be spared, which couldn't happen because we had a pact of solidarity. So they each got suspensions and their families were told about it but this didn't stop us from trying to let loose and snatch a bit of fun out of the enclosed atmosphere.
These memories teach me to always cling to those tiny things because they are very memorable and keep you in your right mind. There's a lot to life revolving around these tiny little things.

Allured

And she swayed her hips to the rhythm
With no care of who was watching
Like the beat was made for that body
And she let her worries run with the sound of the melodies
Laughing with no care in the world.
He drunk her all in
But still couldn't get enough
It was going to be a long night, he thought.
Madonna. M

What really makes a lady submit to her man?

A couple of friends brought up this question during dinner last night which started off a blown up discussion into the matter. This was based on the fact that a friend of ours, Tracy settled down and really submits to her man.
Shamelessly one blurted out her boyfriend's financial status which is not the case following Tracy has a shoe business of her own.
I think the clear view would be the fact that he treats her right. You can't treat someone badly and expect them to follow up on your decisions. 
It all comes down to respect. Respecting yourself and respecting your lady
Listening. And most people just listen to reply and don't take time to understand the message being sent across
Professing. So many people are so scared to appear lame, they can't be their gentleman selves.
I feel like that alone is enough for a lady to see you in a different light. A great example is Kim Kardashian and Kanye West. Men and women have their different ways of submitting.

The discussion still continues,  feel free to give your views.

Laugh

You could be the most despised person
You could be a hobo
You could be dumb
You could smell the worst
You could be immature
You could be annoying
You could be a drunkard....

The minute you make me laugh, all is put aside.

Greed can never be quenched.

“Whether you have a Maruti or a BMW, The road remains the same. Whether you travel economy class or business, Your destination doesn’t change. Whether you have a Titan or a Rolex, the time is the same. There is nothing wrong in dreaming a Luxurious life. What needs to be taken care of is Not let the NEED become GREED. Because needs can always be met….but greed can never be fulfilled.”-
Rajinikanth

Slayed!

Say no to Xenophobia

Following the spread of xenophobia attacks in South Africa this week, it is disgusting to witness what is becoming of the world. For those of you who don't know what Xenophobia is, It is the dislike of people from different countries residing in one's country.
It has grown wildly in South Africa as they claim foreigners are snatching their jobs. .and there is no food. ..and there is no water....blah blah blah! ...
Zimbabweans are mainly targeted, among others. In one occasion, a man was burnt to death as onlookers watched while others even chanting and laughing.
Now, the saddest bit is the killing of the children. I looked at this photo below and nearly teared up. The kid is not even above 5years old, but is being targeted. In most cases, we look at these stories in the news and we sympathize and move on with our lives. Some people even have a preconceived idea that that's just Africa. It is already sad that we have racism to deal with, but the wound is much more painful when hate comes from the same kind.
I wrote this in order to bring awareness to you, spread the message and let us put a stop to this sick curse. Africa is for Africans #saynotoxenophobia.

Chronicles of a dark skinned girl

While waiting for my Internet problem to be fixed, a gentleman beside me tries to engage in small talk with me and automatically goes on to do this in kinyarwanda. Now he goes on for some good five minutes as I smile politely before letting him know am not Rwandese to which he argued saying I look Rwandese. Keep in mind that is supposed to be a compliment.
It then reminded me of the beautiful baganda women who are told, "Ur so beautiful! " & reply saying, 'Munange, Mama wange aina mu aka' banyarwanda!' meaning "My mum has Rwandese blood"
Which further got me thinking, "Why is to hard to embrace black & I mean Dark skinned beauty? " why do we always have to justify the ethnicity when this happens?
The worst kind of compliment is your beautiful for a dark skinned person.
We sneer down at people who bleach but aren't we the one bringing out that low self esteem.
Women like Lupita Nyongo shine in their dark skinned beauty. Why must I change my origin to be deemed as beautiful. And to the women who bleach,  let no one lie to you, that bleach will only take time to begin burning your skin and ruining your ego. And bleached skin doesn't mean you look rich, get that conservative & ignorant idea out of your heads people!! Always remember its ur self esteem that needs help,  not your skin. Go talk to someone.

fake Eyebrows or not?

In a salon ready to attain my daily hair-do, i cant help my lingering eyes past a lady trimming all her eyebrows, I think to myself, "is she actually in her right mind?" But judging by the looking of things, i appear to be the only one who seems to be surprised. the beautician goes ahead to fill in the missing eyebrows, leaving me in wonderment as to the need to take them all off in the first place. A young lady then explains to me further saying the lesser the eyebrows, the better the outcome. i almost laughed thinking is that what one has to grow through to look good. As the beautician finishes filling them in, everyone smiles saying, "wow! You look good!" But I go silent about it, still taken aback by the 'first time experience' I have just witnessed. What is the point if one is going to have eyebrows like the Nike logo.Don't get me wrong, there are people that do look with these fake eyebrows. But there are some people whereby this trick is just not working. Some choose to just add with the eyebrows and play identical to a clown! I mean try to look but don't take to a whole other level because you saw someone doing it. How do some women wake up in the morning to no eyebrows at all? It must be horrific to witness.. Fake eyebrows or Not?

WHY IS THE "FEMINIST" SO THREATENING?

“You’re a feminist?!” a colleague asks me in astonishment. Scared at what may seem like an insult, I then rush to the nearest dictionary to look up a word I am already familiar with. Guilt ridden but yet firm, I reply him with a shy silent “yes” I could swear that even a bat would have difficulty hearing what I said.

It got me asking what is wrong about feminism and why has been portrayed as such an outrageous offense. We speak of it like how you would be talking about terrorism. In the rural setting, a feminist is a very unhappy woman because she cannot find a husband. On another survey research, people claimed it was not the “African culture” and that is for women of nowadays who have been corrupted by the ‘western culture’ so they say.

The feminist carries a lot of baggage and this is basically the negative lot. You either hate men or hate bras or you hate African culture or you have deep issues that sort of thing. Over the years, feminism has been mistaken to being sexist and this has got to stop.

The biggest mistake made by many is that we think what is common to us is common to others. Men and women differ in various sectors in life. We have different hormones, different sexual organs, different biological abilities; Men are in general are physically stronger than women, in regards to population, there are slightly more women than men and yet men dominate positions of power and prestige. The late Kenyan, Nobel Peace Laureate, Wangari Maathai went straight to the point when she said, “The higher you go the fewer women there are.”

When Chimamanda Ngozi talked about all these small eye opening things like the waiter greeting the man she is with and ignoring her, giving money to the parking official and he turns to thank the officer. It is one thing to know this intellectually and another to feel it emotionally.

The invisibility cold that kicks in at the sight of the special treatment being delivered by the waiter towards a male you are dining with, getting kicked out of a building for a certain way dressing even when not vulgar working hand in hand with a man and him being paid more, cooking for an elder sibling food because you happen to be a ‘girl’. This is upsetting! It is the little things that sting the most.

The young Nigeria feminist said, “Gender as it functions today is a grave injustice. We should all be angry..”  However it is not only women that suffer through these injustices, boys have been taught to be afraid of vulnerability and weakness”, they are castigated and ostracized if thought to be otherwise. Men are always expected to pay the bill in most areas especially in Africa. We don’t often talk about men being imprisoned by gender stereotypes. Men do not have the benefits of gender equality either.

We all seem to forget that we make culture and culture does not make us, if we are to go on blaming this hate on culture.

In a un speech by the UN Women Goodwill Ambassador Emma Watson said that if you hate the word –it is not the word that is important but the idea and the ambition behind it.

For the record, feminism by definition is “the belief that men and women should equal rights and opportunities. It is a theory of the political, economic and social equality of the sexes.”

The best feminist I have met is my elder brother. He is also a generous, good looking and a very lovely gen

buying of luku turns out to be a nightmare in dar es salaam.

Exhausted and profoundly let down by a long day, I rush back home anticipating to complete a couple of incomplete errands on my computer and to watch the attention drawing dose of the daily soap operas on Telemundo , I embark on my journey  and “Alas!!!!” For the second date in a row, total darkness? I go on to ask the help and much to my dismay come to find out that the ‘LUKU’ has run out. “Surely Mobile money will make this easy!”  I say to myself.  A fifteen minute trial to transaction goes on but all in vain. ‘Argh!!’ could this day get any worse. I again spend thirty minutes in a long queue in a vending station at Kijitonyama. As I wait profusely, I engaged myself in some chit chat with another customer, a resident in the city who assured me about her past experience on how she tried several times to buy electricity through SIM banking but they only deducted her money and did not send her the recharging token, she complained. I am then informed that the network is down and to come back later which I have repeatedly heard consecutively. What a nightmare! I think to myself. However, the problem of buying LUKU has intensified following the collapse of all LUKU systems as affirmed by the Transco’s Acting Director General, Decklan Mhaiki as he told journalists.

                However in Tanzania public anger is directed not at Mother Nature but at the government for series of failures at managing power crisis blaming only the drought is absurd over the past years. Over the past couple of years Tanzania has squirmed under the nightmare or the horror of repeated power blackouts.

                Tanesco had a long dis investment period from 1996 to 2006. Even since 2006 investment in the electricity has been small and capacity only grown marginally. Demand on the other hand has been continuously raising a major factor in the power outages. Power outages have been common in Tanzania since 2006 especially during dry season as most of its power  depends on the source of water as it generates its power from water boundaries as that of the Mtera dam and Nyumba ya Mungu therefore during the dry season power supplied is lower than during the wet season.   

According to the Director General, Tanesco technicians managed to restore about 70 percent of the luku system and promiced that they would be restored Mhaiki said in order to avoid similar technical problems in the future Tanesco is rehabilitating its systems including establishing its own data center which will provide them with backup data when the system collapses he said the backup data center will be ready by match this year for his part Tanesco’s senior manager ICT department, Kusenha Mazengo said problems started when the extended vending get failed.

                He went on to mention some of the selling points where customers can buy LUKU as Tanesco offices within the city and other agents authorized to sell LUKU. Others are petrol stations, ATM, and simbanking for both CRDB and NMB customers

being positive

Sometimes you have to just look back at your past and smile at how far you have gotten, be it small or big. the little things are the ones that matter the most, they are the ones that lead us to the bigger steps in life. we have to learn that being positive doesn't come from anyone, not even family; but most importantly from within. we have to learn to love ourselves and that way all the hate, betrayal, discrimination,critics etc these things wont matter. they will just by like a fart in the wind.
 Surely, everyone would say they have love for ones self but always ask yourself, does what anyone think of me matter? does it need to spoil my day? the biggest gift is tranquility of the mind which many don't bare because of self neglect. never put the key to your happiness in someone's pocket. you don't have to defend or explain your decisions to anyone. it is your life, live it without apologies. don't you dare shrink yourself for someone Else's comfort; do not become small for people who refuse to grow!