Memoirs

... Took the hand of a preacher man and we made love in the sun. But I ran out of places and friendly faces because i had to be free... Charlene's   Never Been to Me  seems to have refused to leave my head. Keeps playing morning, noon, night and early morning. I would like to say I don't know why it keeps playing, replaying and re-replaying but I think.. now I know why. Hi there, it's been a while since I last came here all rants and others. Not that I've been to much good but quite a few things have happened. Between trying to take  Wena  off the ground to actually walking her-I got myself into some mischief. Before you scroll down looking for the paragraph where I talk about my drinking binges, late nights out, emotional spills even some very shameful drunken acts, please read this next line... Mauryn learnt how to keep quiet. Yes, that all elusive Virtue called Submission finally found me. Hit me so hard, I had to submit to it... Boy oh boy!!! Not one of the ...

What if a woman?..... I will find the song title, artist and writer's name later on. Dearly Departed, You are missed. If I said I missed you every minute, I would be lying. But right now, I miss you. Especially now. This was our time. And I miss you much more than I have before. We would be exchanging text messages right now. Sunday Evening into Monday morning was our time. Monday Mid morning into Monday evening and all the way into Sunday Evening. All the time. It was our time. We laughed, joked, shared meeting minutes, corrected each other's emails. Suggested an accessory to an outfit for a board meeting. Celebrated office successes..... I miss our time. Until the day we put an end to our mysterious relationship and decided to meet. That marked the end of the random notification 2 minutes after the previous one. Notifying of a poke, message or 'selfie' sent through. After that dreadful Wednesday night, I had to carefully count the hours before I sent you a 'how ar...

So I found me a quiet moment. Not so quiet as in super silent moment because I was seated under a tent that had for or maybe more speakers blaring really really loud music, Children and parents were screaming their heads off for one reason or another. But I found a quiet moment. This meant that Baby Class was done performing or competing or whatever it was that we'd gone to witness. Listen, it was not the first School Sports event I'd been to but it was the FIRST sports event that really had me in knots in all places wrong and weak. Miracle Destiny School end of Term Sports' gala. Date was April 12, 2014, from 9:00 hrs to 14:00 hrs. My Own Altairah was on the very first act. Oh well, I disregarded the Scouts' do. My Taira came first- task was to move 6 cards from a plate to a basin that was roughly 10 feet away. She emptied her plate before the others. Couldn't have been prouder of her. My Blue Team Warrior For a moment, I wished her father was present. If only to s...

Miriam Makeba  is on my play list. Surprise song! combined with the rain- this song sends me places. Think playgrounds and grass thatched houses. Lantern lit dinners and BBC News  at 6p.m. Listening to guys talking through their 'noses' ;). I was 14 years of age. Living with my Grand Parents. The Best Couple ever. The closest i ever came to living with Mummy, Daddy and Joy. Yes, there was Joy-in abundance. At 14, I was exploring and learning and exploring and messing up. Had my first crush- yeah, had a huge crush on the neighbor's kid who seemed to be a ladies' man at my school. My crush all went and died the day he showed up at my school someday and everyone was around him. Well, I know it was a single sex school but everyone was so around him. Suffice to say, my crush died that day- before I had had an opportunity to be exploited... :D But, his Dad was a great guy. Had all these books in his study room.. The first time my Grandpa sent me to drop off  Nelson Mandela...

Thursday is here... Last day of my work week!! Yay!! and some more Yay Came to work this morning with a smile on my face- not just a smile but I was laughing.. like something was really tickling me non-stop. Must have been a sight now that am hungry and I think about it. I looked up the word ticklish and found a new meaning of it that i didnt know before... tick·lish :  ˈtik(ə)liSH/ (adjective.) (of a situation or problem) difficult to deal with; requiring careful handling. "her skill in evading ticklish questions" synonyms: difficult, problematic, tricky, touchy, delicate, sensitive, tender, awkward, prickly, thorny, tough;  Whereas i thought last evening's escapades were still running uninhibited in my small mind, i learnt that ticklish could also mean that up there. And now that I think about it, last night was ticklish.. From the bed posts kicking my toes.. as in toes on both legs...  While picking out my clothes for today, i stepped on the wrong end of a heeled shoe....

As a girl, I believe its my naturally given right to throw a coupla tantrums here and there. I've heard it told that I could throw one every half a minute and the world would still go round. Yeah, I know, its some sort of time wastage throwing tantrums when the world aint gonna stop to watch and react. Oh, all the same, I have chosen today to be the day I throw my tantrum for this month. (see? I've toned them down to one a month! Progress). (I see myself sitting on the bathroom floor moving my feet and arms in opposite directions- wailing- ok not wailing but i will look like this- i guess)  I need a reason for throwing my tantrum!! Shucks! Oh yeah, So, March is here. For Christ's sake its the fourth day of March!!! THE FOURTH.. and am still making resolutions for next month (read March)!! what kind of person am I? I mean, how come calendar month end comes faster than paycheck month ends? Why can't the two be in sync? Also, this rain? I planted my Collards.. the seedling...

So I woke up this morning and for the first time in ages looked at my calendar. HOMAIGOD!!! Imagine my shock when the page that stared back at me said it was March 2, 2014!!! Mehn!! thought it was a joke. Seriously, I thought either my eyes or my housemate were playing a trick. So, I checked out all my social media accounts and every page- even the newspapers said it was actually March 2, 2014! Well, I have allowed its March... My question remains though- where did January and February go? I missed out. Totally and also missed out on those two months. Now, I need to find out what happened. Who did what, with who, when and How? And I hate reading.. really do hate reading. I think that is why I missed out on the changing dates- This hatred for reading. And no, am not dyslexic. Am not, I just hate reading-period. But I have a few stories to tell. Infact, I have a story to tell. It has Jazz, Jazz and more Jazz. While i was hibernating, in came a guy. This Guy -- Michael Kitanda . He is goo...