Sunday 30 June 2013

Blessed man

Blessed is the man to whom I dedicate this piece. Yes! My dad, Willard
Mbiri, deserves all the blessings in this world. Not that he has done
'so much' in my life to warrant all the praise I accord him. No! In
fact I've spent most of my youthful and adult life in conflict with
him. This is partly so because he taught me to stand strong on my
ideas of life. To never shy away from expressing myself and living my
life as I deem fit, provided I hurt no one, including myself. This has
been one of the most important pillar in my life. You'll agree with me
con men that a man who supports everything laid before him is a man of
no principle, a man with no stand in life.
In contempt of our ideological differences, the mere thought of him
siring me as his son is overwhelming. What more could a son ask for
other than be the heir to a brave and gallant man, a man who commands
ovation in the society. That has been my father, ever since I came to
know him.
And while we all celebrate our mothers each day, I want to include my
father in this list, the list of the people I so much adore and wish
to be like. My siblings will attest to the fact that my father has
never been reticent of life or of any human being. Never has he been a
coward of circumstances.

Only a Philosopher would understand

I chose individuality over populace thinking,
Household over societal reasoning.
I chose factual over dogmatic subscriptions,
Logic over fallacies of life.
I choose doubting over assuming,
Reality over appearance.
I choose to think and reason,
To engage my mind before acting.

I choose intellectual humility over dictatorial tendencies,
Fair mindedness over indoctrination.
I choose factual truth over evidential 'truth',
Right over wrong.
I choose to be transparent in my judgements.
Am of Rene Descartes school of thought,
Cogical ergo sum- I doubt therefore I exist.

A Raindrop

Sometimes I feel like a raindrop in a desert,
So useless and incapable.
And wonder of what help I can be,
When all I do is watch and stare,
Helplessly at all my fears,
Fears that I can hardly solve,
Or at least do away with.

Sometimes I feel like a raindrop in a desert,
When I should be like a raindrop in an ocean.
So welcome and appreciated,
One that adds on to the beauty of the sea.
I want to be that one raindrop

Lessons

Life has always been a learning process to me. I have learn t so much from you,
things that make me a better man.
I now understand that i can't control the number of guys who fall for you,
Or even the guys that you have a crush on,
But i can only show you why am deserving to be yours.
That I can only play my part nd fate will play it's part.
Sometimes our relationships don't last their full term simply because
we prophesy their end/fall. like when we warn our partners against
befriending people from the opposite sex with the excuse of it been a
threat to our relationship .

mama

This is one of the moments when I have a chance to prove that men can
multitask. Yes we can! Or at least I can! Am shedding tears as I write
this, I always do when am writing about my mum- that's what I meant by
multitasking.
This morning, I want to salute my mum for teaching me how to pray.
Some of you may not view this as important but it has been my only
pillar in this life. I remember being caned for failing to lead in
prayers. I want her to know that all this was not in vain.
Another thing she taught me was how to smile. Many are the times I
just smile and someones goes like, 'unacheka?'
Throughout my life I've learnt that smiling is both a weapon and an
attraction. It makes you forget your problems and attracts people to
you. Those in the sales and marketing field will reckon with me on the
importance of a smile in dealing with people.
For these gifts and many more, I salute you mum

Thursday 6 June 2013

That email..

On 1st June I received a bantering email from one Carl Palmer, the director of Habitable Planet Workshop as I would later find out. Habitable Planet Workshop (HPW) is an international platform for environmental students. The email read in part that I had been accorded a chance to attend this year's version to be held at the University of Nairobi from 1st to 10th July. So why am I writing about a 'mere' invite to a workshop?
Well, by now you should be conscious of my love for such workshops. The workshop will among other things aim to explain why Planet Earth is habitable and thus hope to inspire more students to take up careers in science. It in effect aims to introduce third and fourth year undergraduates to the emerging discipline of the Earth System Sciences. I can't wait to attend this workshop and maybe enrol for a postgraduate course in these disciplines in future.

Wednesday 5 June 2013

Why I hate promises

Last year, during the world
environment day, I got the privilege of
attending a seminar organized by
Kenya Organization of
Environmental Education and presided
over by Hon. Dalmas Otieno, then
minister for Public Service. The seminar
was quite a success amassing students
across all divides,from primary to
tertiary level. What I liked most was the
manner in which the seminar was
conducted. It was a highly interactive
session thus highlighting the passion of
the young people towards our
environment. You should have seen
the vast knowledge and ideas that this
guys had in regard to environmental
conservation. How to tap this pool of
knowledge and ideas remains a major
priority to us as environmentalists and
friends of nature.
Besides exchanging ideas, we
suggested some of the ammendments
we wanted to be made to the
Environmental Management and Co-
ordination Act of 1999. Some of this
included a mandatory 10% forest cover
on all land regimes, both freehold and
leasehold. It was some sort of a 'mini-
parliament' or a sub committee. What
an experience it was for the many
school going children in attendance!
So, why am I writing and 'yapping'
about an event that took place almost
a year ago? Allow me to answer this in
form of a question that lingers in my
mind. That way, we can both reflect on
the gains made in environmental
conservation and what percentage, if
any, of the pledges made has actually
been fulfilled. I wonder what became
of the pledge by Hon. Dalmas to see to
it that this, among other
recommendations were proposed in
the National Assembly. Or did the
motion on MPs pay increase take
centre stage on the floor of the House
and took precedence over our noble
cause? Your bet is as good as mine.
Methinks it's our prerogative to act and
let our voice be heard. I rest my case!