And if you must know, nobody’s perfect

We screw up, we make mistakes

Have heart breaks, go through hard times

But you need to know that’s life

The world ain’t full of assholes

But they strategically placed

So that you could come across one every day

You know what I’m saying?

Sometimes things that happen in life are not part of a plan

But when that happens, don’t give up on your dreams!

Just find another way to reach em

Just give your food for thought, ladies and gentleman

Worrying won’t stop the bad from happening

But it will stop the good from being a joy

Yes sir!

-Game- Breakfast with Al Pacino

Wsup y’all! Its been a minute since I last shared a piece of my mind on these blog streets. My bad. Wasn’t intentional. Just been busy doing life (well, maybe being done by life) and boy, has this journey been torrid or what! See, I have been around this beautiful universe for slightly above a quarter of a century and believe you me, I have seen enough BS to confidently conclude that we are screwed up bigger than any other generation that came before us. People judge like they created ethics and morals, governments treat their own states like colonies, economic systems are so capitalist that the influential few grab the freely-given natural resources and sell them to the rest of us at exorbitant rates, and even religions now be fighting each other like rival siblings fighting for their father’s attention. Today, however, am not here to chant about how bad a state the society is in. Nah! Am here to talk to people like me, in the hope that they’ll feel appreciated.  I like the feeling I get from someone’s tears drying up and their hope being replenished. These are the beautiful things money can’t buy. So here’s to the misfits. Those that the society considers last, least, and lost.

Nobody sees my troubles,                                                                                                                                                     

They only see my struggle.


This is for the ones who have been abused and broken. They are the misfits and screw ups. They are the ones who have been made fun of and teased. The ones who have been told they will never amount to anything. They are the ones who have probably lost their family and other loved ones. Their life is a constant battlefield. They live by faith and on hope. They hardly trust anyone anymore because they did it before and got stabbed in the back. They don’t know how to love anymore. Then like a miracle, they find people who are like themselves and form a bond. They become friends. With time they learn how to love again. They move on and look to the future. They eventually learn that a family formed out of friendship is sometimes stronger than one formed out of blood.

This is for the screw ups. The nobodies. The crazy ones. The weirdo’s. The misfits. The renegades.

“Live life fully while you’re here. Experience everything. Take care of yourself and your friends. Have fun, be crazy, be weird. Go out and screw up! You’re going to anyway, so you might as well enjoy the process. Take the opportunity to learn from your mistakes: find the cause of your problem and eliminate it. Don’t try to be perfect; just be an excellent example of being human.” 

 -Anthony Robbins-

To the ones who struggle with self-esteem; you hardly find acceptance which makes you feel unwanted. People always dismiss you because apparently your good aint never good enough. They shut you down every chance they get. Listen, do not write yourself off. NEVER. Let other people (a certain category we call haters) do it. Your business in this world is to live YOUR life, fiercely competing with YOURSELF in pursuit of the best version of YOU! Look out for opportunities and accept all sorts of challenges. Get on the ground, get on the grind. Sure, you probably won’t conquer the said challenge or be selected for that job, audition, hustle, or whatever, but not trying ensures that you don’t get whatever you are looking for. It’s like winning the lottery; you can say you have no chances of winning, but if you don’t buy a ticket, you literally cannot win. Also, stay far away from the negative people who add zero value to your life.

“Stay far from timid.

Only make moves when ya heart’s in it,

and live the phrase ‘sky’s the limit.”

-Notorious BIG-

Here’s to the unhappy ones. People look at you and judging by the face value, assume that your life must be heaven- but only you knows better. The victims of circumstances. Every day you encounter human beings who are not being human. To the socially frustrated who just don’t fit in anywhere; hey, just focus less on being accepted by others and more on accepting yourself. To you in marriages, friendships, families and other associations wrecked bad by hurtful internal woes. The academically absent. The psychologically drained. The mentally exhausted. The financially struggling. The spiritually lost. Do not fret, my people. Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.

You gotta be able to smile through the bullshit


Those with unconducive jobs that have probably the most screwing-up potential in the world. The intimidatingly attractive on the outside but broken-beyond-repair (seemingly) on the inside. Those suffering insomnia every other night. The over-thinkers. The totally-misunderstood. The psychos. Congratulations for making it to #TeamScrewUps. Be glad, because contrary to the word on the streets, you are actually a piece of clay in the porter’s hands being crafted into a beautiful polished piece of awesomeness. Just hang on, take a day at a time, and keep praying. As they judge with the present in mind, you live with the end in mind.

“….and even though the world don’ notice us,

It don’ matter coz we mean the world to Jesus.”


 Here’s to all those who consider themselves physically unattractive. You look at the mirror and question “Why, God, why??”. The reflection on the mirror suggests that you’ll probably die alone. Hold up! Relax yourself. Quit complaining and sober up because it’s time to change your perspective. Stop looking at what you don’t have, and start being thankful for what you do have.

A big shout-out to all my people struggling with bad habits and you (or everyone) know that the trouble is real. The dope-boys. The party-animals. The law-breakers. You live on illegal but “well-rewarding” hustles such as poaching or selling drugs for “special hard-to-explain” reasons. The addicts. You cannot think straight without alcohol in your system and as a result you indulge time-in time-out in order to function. You picked up smoking on a totally experimental basis way back in your sweet-sixteen’s, or following one of those totally difficult turn of events that could only be overcome by a denial-inducing substance. Since you puffed a blunt for the first time you just couldn’t help yourself because the thrill was too good  to let go and eventually it developed into a habit. Now you are addicted. The law prohibits your habit and you know very well that it could land you in prison for years, but “fuckit!” You tell yourself. You use all sorts of drugs to achieve the “high” and you can’t help it. Your health is at risk, but you live for the moment. You went from abusing drugs to being abused by drugs. You know you need help, but you are already badly stigmatized because even your own family considers your situation another “msiba wa kujitakia”. You cannot afford rehab and the society judges instead of helping. Keep still and don’t panic my friend. Remember that just like catching the habit was a steady process, dropping it will be another process as well. It might prove to be one huge mountain to bring down, but with discipline, faith and consistency you eventually will. Remember that every new day is another chance to change your life. I know you can because sometimes, the only thing standing on your way is yourself. You have my blessings.

Then there are those of us who work hard on all sorts of options with no success forthcoming. Breakthrough is like that beautiful girl you want so bad and would do anything for, yet she just won’t even notice you regardless of the strategy you employ. They label you “unlucky and unfortunate”. You are mostly broke and the bills are driving you nuts. You owe everyone you call “friend” considerable amounts. They already got impatient with you five months ago and now they threaten to come for your neck should you fail to pay their dues in 2-weeks’ time. Now your friendships are all screwed up because you are the “parasite”. Your opinions are always dismissed because you have completely lost your “voice”. People say you are lazy and un-innovative, but they simply don’t understand! Relax bro. Take some time away from your immediate world/environment. Create time to do constant meetings with yourself and do some serious self-search. Figure out what (or who) needs to go! Figure out what other options you can take and what changes need to be made a.s.a.p. Have the courage to make the change, the strength to see you through it, and faith that everything will turn out for the best. Do not shy away from trying and do not fear losing. While at it, do you! Sometimes you have to do what’s best for you and your life, not what’s best for everybody else. Remember that as long as our Redeemer liveth, there is always a promise for a better tomorrow. Remind yourself that, “today could have been worse, and tomorrow can always be better”.

Being rejected from “something good” is sometimes being directed to something better”

A great shout-out to all the people living with special conditions. Physical incapacities, inherited chronic diseases or mental conditions such as psychosis and epilepsy. Maybe diabetes, schizophrenia, or any other. People call you all sorts of names; from cursed, demon-possessed, drug abuser, and other ignorant labels. They treat you like you are not a child of God. Those closest to you ignore you, hide you, and go to un-heavenly lengths to avoid you. The ones who would have eased your pain are the main source. The heartbreakers. You fear to approach the opposite sex and enter into relationships, either because your condition is considered a turn-off, or maybe you’re afraid that starting a family would pass on your DNA to your kids and the genetic predisposition will render your descendants into the same burdensome condition you are engulfed in. I feel for you, but above all I do constantly mention you in my prayers. That God will eventually heal your “beyond-medicine” condition. In the meanwhile, be thankful for life and focus on your individual purpose here on earth.

Hey you! You cannot love because you’ve been a fatal victim before. Deep down you want to leave the painful memories of the past behind you but the betrayal involved was too extreme to be assumed. As a result, you unconsciously forward your anger and resentment to anyone who walks into your life. It’s like the emotional part of you sort of died and now you don’t know how to love any more. You are stuck between “treat others how you wanna be treated” and “treat others how they treat you”. Hold up, sweetheart, you need to forgive and forget ( at least forgive). This way, you’ll have dealt with the past such that you can openly embrace whatever blessings the future brings. They say that anyone you meet will either be a blessing, or a lesson – With a positive perception, it is a win-win situation. Learn from your past mistakes and move on.

“Never be ashamed,’ he said. ‘Accept what life offers you and try to drink from every cup. All wines should be tasted; some should only be sipped, but with others, drink the whole bottle.’

‘How will I know which is which?’

‘By the taste. You can only know a good wine if you have first tasted a bad one.”

― Paulo Coelho, Brida

Next time, however, pause to think and employ some logic before putting your trust on anyone. Trust is earned. Don’t trust people who change their feelings with time. Trust those whose feelings remain the same when time changes. If you are holding grudges or are unwilling to forgive for whatever reason, it’s time to let go and act accordingly. Imagine that the person you are holding a grudge against fails to wake up tomorrow, would that make you regret your pride? Utilize the “Time-Therapy” – Time is a perfect healer. It has a way of showing us what really matters.

What’s more difficult, to love with a broken heart or to love a broken heart?, he asked.. “To let a heart remain broken” she replied.                                                                                                                                     -Anon’ source-

In conclusion, If you consider yourself a screw-up, first thing, accept whatever needs to be accepted and let go whatever needs to go! Be easy with your feelings, forgive and allow pain to fly away. Appreciate that life has offered you free lemons and start making lemonades. Even stars can’t shine without darkness. Don’t complicate things. Life is not that complex. It is not a mathematical problem to be constantly solved, but a God-given opportunity to be lived. Abundantly. Eat, Pray, Love, they say. Finally, as you start and end your day, be thankful for every little thing in your life. You will come to realize how blessed you truly are.

Does your hair define you?

Posted: July 25, 2014 in Uncategorized

In the end, your personality cannot be saved by anything except your own heart no matter how cliché that sounds.Insightful piece..

The question about why men cheat is one of the most talked about topics now within most Kenyan circles, thanks to one Njoki Chege. Her wife-bashing article that appeared in her weekly column City Girl on The Nation newspaper has gotten all of us on “attack mode”. Now everyone with an access to the internet, T.V, radio or a newspaper seems to have an opinion on the same. Needless to say, the poor lass has received quite a generous share of venom mostly from the country’s womenfolk following her tell-it-as-it-is-without-sugar-coating sentiments. Whereas I agree that her article was, by all means, insensitive and lacked helpful addition to the family values, I also think that thanks to her piece, with us now is a mostly-ignored issue that is now getting the much needed attention. So let’s reduce our focus from The Ratchetness of Njoki, and divert more attention to the real reasons behind this controversial habit.

The most ironic thing I’ve discovered within the last few days is that it is mostly the women who come up with all the opinions as to why men actually cheat. Shouldn’t this come from the men, given that they are the accused? So many ideas going round now: the logical ones and the outright imaginary ones. So, as a note-so-busy internet-lover who goes from site to site for fun and hustle purposes, I ended up digging deeper on the same.

First of all, let’s agree that cheating by men is not a 1st World Problem. It is not a condition for the privileged nor is it a by-product of civilization and technological innovations. These only facilitate: by making it easier for men (and women) to spot and pursue new preys and also making it harder for the “culprits” to get caught.

Thing is, the universe has known cheating since inception.

Methinks that when the serpent in the Garden of Eden tricked Eve into eating the forbidden fruit in order to instantly gain ‘knowledge’, and she obliged, cheating was born. She basically broke the rules so as to gain an unfair advantage.

Here’s why

Going by definition, “Cheating is the getting of reward for ability by dishonest means or finding an easy way out of an unpleasant situation. It is generally used for the breaking of rules to gain unfair advantage in a competitive situation”.

Now, I don’t know what you get from that definition, but here’s what I get: first there is a “reward” that needs to be satisfied. In our context, that reward may be sex or any other emotional or psychological need that can only be obtained from the opposite sex. In order for the satisfaction of this reward to amount to cheating, it must have been driven by dishonesty. In other words, cheating happens whenever you act without honesty. Which happens often. Quite a lot.

We are not always so honest about many things.

The fact is, people cheat. Regardless of how you care to perceive it, the act of cheating is in all of us and most, if not all of us have cheated in some way or another. Remember the schooling-days’ habits of landing your eyes upon a classmate’s paper when faced with a question you couldn’t answer, kissing a boy other than your boyfriend, or the working-day habits of faking sickness so as not to report to work or claiming to be “Stupidly drunk and I thought your twin-sister was you”? If you don’t, GOOD.  I personally believe these are the build-up to the big and contentious one, cheating in marriage. Thing is, people from all shades of this life’s dark and treacherous shadows have indulged in the subtle art of cheating. If you say you have never cheated, you probably just cheated on the answers to the statements above.

So Why Do Men Cheat?

Back to men cheating in marriage. Counselor M. Gary Neuman, a licensed family counselor and rabbi from New York surveyed 200 cheating and non-cheating husbands to get at the real reasons behind men’s infidelity. Whereas some may argue that the western conditions are different from those in Kenya and that Neuman’s research is relevant to his environment, the fact is cheating is a universal phenomenon and all cheaters are driven by common factors. His findings reveal factors that I think are worth pondering about:

  1. It’s not all about sex

“48% of men rated emotional dissatisfaction as the primary reason they cheated.”

So much for the myth that for men, cheating is all about sex. In fact, only 8 percent of men said that sexual dissatisfaction was the main factor in their infidelity. Thing is, our culture (especially the African culture) tells us that all a man needs to be happy is sex. However, men are emotionally driven beings too. They want their partners to show them that they’re appreciated, and they want women to understand how hard they’re trying to get things right. The problem is that men are less likely than women to express these feelings, so you won’t always know when your guy is in need of a little affirmation.

  1. Contrary to popular belief, the cheating men actually care!

“66% of the cheating men reported feeling guilty during the affair.”

Therefore, it isn’t just uncaring jerks that cheat. Turns out most cheaters are people who actually never dreamt that they’d be unfaithful. The research also pointed out that almost all of them wished they hadn’t done it. The unfortunate thing, however, is that guilt isn’t enough to stop a man from cheating.  Even if your husband swears he would never cheat, don’t assume it can’t happen. This’s because “Men are good at compartmentalizing feelings and can hold on to their emotions and deal with them later.”

  1. Finally, the FRIENDS factor

“77% of cheating men have a good friend who cheated.”

Hanging around friends who stray only makes cheating seem normal and eventually legitimizes it. The message he’s subconsciously telling himself: My friend is a good guy who happens to be cheating on his wife. I guess even the best of us do it. It even gets tougher because as a wife, you can’t simply ban your Kenyan husband from hanging out with Mr. Wandering Eyes. Well, I am not married, but I don’t think I would stop hanging out with my bros just because my wife said so.

So now, what to do?

Being a bachelor, I totally have no authority on this. All I can suggest is pray and have faith that God makes all things right. However, thanks to Google, I also found a statement that makes sense to me: Build your social circle around happily married couples that share your values — it’ll create an environment that supports marriage.


Posted: July 14, 2014 in General

Brazil 2014 has undoubtedly been a World Cup to remember. Probably the best in living memory, depending on how old you are. Unfortunately it all ended some hours ago, and all the football faithfulls around the world have religiously kept the faith: sacrificing sleep, regrouping (yes), spending on their favorite teams in form of placing bets, purchasing new jerseys, and stuff. Others saved money for years just to collect enough to take them to Brazil and support their teams first-hand. That’s called loyalty.Fans of England hold up a signThough we never made it to the main tournament, as Kenyans, we have our very own Florian Keller, a guy that I feel is a hero to a degree. Keller took up the challenge of travelling from Nairobi to Rio – not in the cozy spaces of airplanes but on road through different countries. He drove from Nairobi to North Africa, through the rough terrains of Mongolia to the beaches of Mexico and Central America, before landing in Brazil for the 2014 World Cup opening. You don’t believe me? How about you engage some Google.

Personally, I won’t even begin to explain how much I love football, but I have to admit that the last one month has been nothing short of pure bliss for me. Now, I understand that not everybody loves football. However, there are some World Cup moments that transcend the sport. Some of these moments were beautiful, emotional and heroic tales of triumph against adversity. But others are just really, really entertaining. Allow me, at this point, to record about my personal favourites.

The Broken Records and Memorable Moments

Let’s begin with the fact that the first goal of the 2014 World Cup was an own goal. Brazil got off to the worst possible start at their World Cup after a Marcelo own gave Croatia the momentary lead in Sao Paulo. It was the first auto goal Brazil has ever conceded in a World Cup. It was also the only auto goal to open scoring in a tournament – both are records the defender won’t particularly relish holding.

World Cup hosts also suffered record defeat. The 7-1 scoreline was the worst defeat in the soccer-crazed nation’s history, dashing hopes of overcoming the national tragedy of losing the final game of the 1950 World Cup at home. This also saw a very lucky gambler who had made a bet that Germany would score seven goals against Brazil’s measly one walk away with a cool £2,505. Wow, who could have made such an unlikely prediction with money at stake?

Germany defeats Brazil 7-1

New stars were born, such as the 23 year old Colombian forward James Rodriguez who won the Golden Boot for finishing as the top scorer. Who remembers the giant insect that landed on James Rodriguez’s arm when he scored against Brazil? Only the eagle-eyed viewers spotted something on his arm as he celebrated.

Oh, Spain got the unlikely early kick-out barely days after the kick-off. Being the former world champions, that must have been hard to come to terms with. The pain in Spain was simply plain after the defeat.

Many more, and probably more notable, historic moments were made, but am not a football analyst. Am just a fan.


If you love Twitter like I do, or maybe Facebook, then we both know that some of the funny tweets and memes doing rounds within the internet circles deserve an award. A ‘Meme Grammys’ or something. Here are some of my favorites courtesy of Twitter.

The Super Costa Rica: The world had already written off Costa Rica’s chances of making it past the group stage after being drawn into the same group as three previous World Cup winners – Uruguay, Italy and England. However, they managed to pull off the biggest upset of the tournament by finishing the group stage undefeated and in first place.

8. Giant-slayer Costa Rica â¿

The Suarez Incident: Without a doubt, the most circulated memes of the tournament comes from Uruguay forward Luis Suarez, who had bitten a player for the third time in his career. Suarez memes were so many I would probably require a mini-world-wide-web to exhaust them. However, this was probably my favorite: The Louis Suarez bottle opener!!

Luis Suarez bottle opener

The Super Goalies: This has got to be that one World Cup that exhibited the goalies’ brilliance. The “Tim” factor. U.S.A’s Tim Howard did great alongside the other Tim, Holland’s reserve goalie. Howard received lots of love though. Some even thought he could have saved The Titanic from sinking!

However, regardless of the fact that Neuer won the goalie’s award, my goalie of the tournament has got to be The Great Ochoa


The flying Dutch: Let’s agree on one thing thing: Van Persie’s flying goal was one of the highlights of skill at its best.

Meanwhile In Brazil World Cup

Robben may have some excellent skills as well, but he was also busy the ground. Too much diving methinks. Generally, Netherlands was a flying nation.

The Flying Dutchmen

Brazil’s Unfortunes: I have never seen people more creative than when ridiculing.

Germany - Brazil 7-1

Still on Brazil, one thing evident is the fact that the citizens were not so happy about hosting the tournament, even before it kicked off. Being a 3rd world country, they felt like their government was spending too much on the tournament at the expense of basic social needs. The image and graffiti artists ensured that they passed the people’s message to the respective authorities. I have to admit, I like. No. Love the creativity in the art.

Protests Against The World Cup

If you are sensitive about humanity, you got to take a moment of silence and ponder about the image below.

Yay For Brazilian Tax Spending Plans

As a proud African, I have to share an opinion or two concerning our representatives. Actually one: Their (our) display was simply poor. Very poor. It makes one wonder if the match-fixing allegations are true. I really wonder. Considering most football fans around the world were supporting at least two teams, I think I speak for at least 85% of Africans when I say that we also supported two teams, the African Team and “the significant others”. I hope we perform better in 2018.

All said, the bottom-line is that I am quite sad that the World Cup is over. I can now hope for two things, that the 2014/2015 EPL football season begins asap, and that four years will roll up fast and welcome the next month of Awesomeness, The World Cup 2018 in Russia. I also think that I’ll be married by then so I hope that my significant other will give me a favorable, if not a pleasant environment for the same.

It’s My Birthday

Posted: July 11, 2014 in My Life

Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? Thank you. First of all let me state at this point that the piece below was actually written exactly two weeks ago. I know sometimes being two weeks’ late to a birthday notification can be quite unacceptable, but hold up, am a bonafide African. Lateness is our specialization. We plan for events late, send invitations late, turn up late, drag the program till it’s late, and leave late! My neighbor left the house too late for a Sunday service that he actually got to the church on a Monday morning! So relax, it could have been worse.

Back to the issue at hand…

That’s Right, Everybody Keep Calm, It’s My Freaking Birthday! It’s the day God breathed life into me to launch me into the universe with a mission that I’m probably yet to find/fulfill. Today a brother turned a year older. y’all probably wondering how old I am. Well, am officially in my late twenties! That’s right. So sit down and pay attention while I speak! Once again, Everybody keep calm, it’s my freaking birthday, and #TGIF!!.

Without further ado, first is the expression of gratitude. Call it the vote of thanks, even though the party aint over yet. In my life I have enjoyed the highs and suffered the lows, the bottoms. All in equal measure. I have, sometimes given out, but I’ve always received. I have given in sometimes, but I’ve never given up. I have been through tricky situations; heart aches, bad-looking sicknesses and injuries, made a few enemies, a few bad decisions and choices (well, maybe not a few), encountered traps from the enemy, failed a few times, and seen many other bad days. But thanks to the Almighty God, I’ve lived to witness this new chapter in my life. Today am alive and I am healthy. I’ve been through the fire but I’ve never burnt into flames. Instead, I have always emerged a stronger me with every new tough challenge. I’ve never said die! Indeed, God is good.

Then there are my loved ones. Those without whom, life wouldn’t have made much sense. Am grateful for the privilege of having that group of people they call family; with whom am much pleased. I’ll remain forever grateful to my parents for my greatest asset; my faith. My spiritual upbringing and of course investing in me in many other aspects of life. Let’s have a loud of applause to my two siblings who’ve always had mad faith in me. Thank you for positively influencing most of my life decisions even though you probably never noticed it. You’re always looking up to me, and I pray God that he will lead me as I lead you.

There is a special group of people in my life I call friends. Those who’ve been reliable partners through this journey; a wall to fall back to whenever I was out, those who cried with me whenever I (we) couldn’t take it anymore, the partners in crime, the bros who celebrated with me for every new job landed or new potential soul-mate found, my cheering-squad in every other race in life, those who laughed with me in the rare times of extreme joy, held me by the hand when I was falling, and of cause those very close ones who never let me do stupid stuff. Alone. My bros, I understand that the dynamics of our relationship has changed over time depending on a few factors, but I salute y’all. You’ve exhibited the two factors I admire most in friendships; loyalty and respect. Remember way back while in school, when we would have innocent fun, pledge our loyalty to each other, and envision the future us? Well, here we are, still keeping the good fight. Aluta Continua.

Before I bounce, here’s to everyone that’s reading this. Whether you had pizza for lunch or just made through another day hungry, whether you’re the pride of your hood/village, or the publicly recognized screw-up, whether they like you or not, whether you are happy or sad, I just came to tell you one thing, every next minute you live, God allowed it. Live your life and live it well. Every minute spent unhappy is 60 seconds wasted. You gotta do you and be proud of yourself. Do not be affected by their opinion about you because you are never as bad as they say, and you are never as good as they say. Thus, Your mission, friends, should you choose to take it, is to pursue awesomeness. Baraka Kibao. Baadae!



Posted: May 13, 2014 in Poetry

Have you ever felt lost within yourself?

Like the mirror didn’t reflect your real self?

And you felt the need to format your mind, body, and soul?

Everyone saying how you were great but you didn’t think so?

Have you ever felt all screwed up from your head to the sole?

Have you ever chucked the duce to it all?

Your ambitions, dreams, beliefs, and pals

Developed a deep resistance towards the law?

And you even became an outlaw towards your inner-laws?

Have you ever felt like everyone around you was becoming such a sore?

Have you ever developed a heart that couldn’t bleed?

Felt like you were the seed,

That just couldn’t succeed?

And you probably became friends with weed?

Have you ever wanted everything, full of greed?

Have you ever pulled a Balotelli,

And asked yourself, “Why always me?”

Full of freedom, yet never free?

Living but sort of stationary, just like a tree?

Have you ever considered going on a drinking spree?

Have you ever wanted to run away?

Even though life’s obligations demand that you should stay?

Have you ever made a resolution to quit a certain habit on 1st January?

But still stuck on the same, and it’s already May?

Have you ever deliberately kept walking through sin, “Come what may?”

Have you ever found yourself wondering, “What’s going on?”

But couldn’t figure out coz it’s like your mind was gone?

Did you ever wish that you could get re-born,

And try all over again to fix the parts of you that were torn?

Have you ever felt like a clown?

If you haven’t, by all means, shoot for the stars boo

But if you have, I feel you mate, coz I have too

Just know one thing though,

You are not your own creator,

And have no right to be your own hater.

Every product gets manufactured for a reason.

Once its useful life is over, it’s considered obsolete, dead.

As long as you breathe, that’s your useful life. MAKE IT COUNT.


Inside a Single Man’s Mind

Posted: February 8, 2014 in Poetry

Time to time I think about my social life,

And how things have changed over time.

How we used to rock it with my boys:

Doing Endless road trips,

Throwin parties to celebrate nothing.

Generally trippin,

And ON ONE! every chance we get!

Well, not any more, bro…

It’s another weekend, and..

Am socially, totally lost!

Kama has taken Bernice to paradise lost,

Brian has flown Edith to the coast,

Regardless of the cost,

just to cement her box!

Dan is upcountry to meet Pauline’s folks.

Well…, martin is equally unlucky. But dude is in denial!

Then there’s Peter, who’s actually like the Paul in the Bible:

He doesn’t care, therefore he doesn’t count!

So now every weekend am forced to rock my arsenal tee n wait for the next kickoff!

Thereafter I travel home. To meet my own parents!

Looks like these are the only left moments I cherish.

So now am hanging out with my folks: and it’s all fun and games until,

Shortly into the conversation an awkward moment shoots!

Mama looks at me in the eye…..and shoot!

“So……, anyone that you’ve been thinking of?”

I ask her, aint there nothing in my life that u proud of?

She asks, really? No girl out there that you’re fond of?

You know, someone that you at least admire, sort of?

I go numb,

Knowing that my love life is another school of hard knocks!

You know, doing coffee dates, dinners, and what-not’s,

In the hope that love grows n hopefully one day tie the knot,

But every time I keep getting the same sorry-not’s…

So, clearly, the situation is hysterical.

And I surely need a miracle!

So I decide to have a meeting with myself.

I pull the chairs, sit down, begin with a.. hi.

Then I ask myself …why?

Did I play too fly,

to even notice her walk by?

Or maybe she’s the one I just walked by,

Friend-zoned, eventually ignored, and waved goodbye.

But hold on! sit down dude! Grab a minute maid.

Hold up!, and lets have a minute, mate.

See, underneath all the denial, is logic that understands why.

Beyond the setbacks is a hope that never dies

Beyond the broken glasses is a heart that never says die!

Coz’ at the end of the night is the daylight

At the end of the day it’s not by might!

At the end of the tunnel is the light!

The way, and the truth.

God Himself, waiting, until it’s His Time.

But until then,

I ’ma keep on keeping on- holding on- praying on

And after all this is done,

Then His will, will be done

Our union will be authorized and the deal done!

And we shall live happily ever after!

step outside

Posted: January 15, 2014 in Uncategorized

Don’t be afraid to step outside of your box / comfort zone. It is almost always worth it!

In a Search of Balance

Jose Gonzalez – Step Outside

So the weather in Bulgaria has been very foggy lately, including in Sofia, which is actually quite normal for the season. A couple of nights ago, despite feeling absolutely tired after the long day, I decided to get out there and try to see it from above the fog by going up Vitosha mountain. Initially I drove up to this viewing point (called The Hoof, interestingly enough) which is easy to access and gives you a great view of the city. This is what I was rewarded with…


Yep, those are indeed stars over Sofia 🙂


I love how the fog was creeping up the mountains, engulfing half of the houses…


Yet, from that point you can’t see half the city so I decided to take it a step further, continuing on foot and hiking up for an hour to…

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We Live for Each Other

Posted: November 8, 2013 in Uncategorized

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