The Good, The Bad and The Fake.

Robert Sharma said "Everyone can criticise, it takes a strong person to see the good in someone." I am in the critical group and I am not going to deny it. Trust me, and I will not deny it. It is all about honesty. I was once told that I have also become arrogant. That I can deny because I always consider myself to be very humble but clearly I cannot see the log in my eye.

I know for sure that I can clearly see the speck in another's eye. For most of the time I always listen. My mother always told me that I should listen more than I can speak and over the years I have learnt to do exactly that. Love and honour from my friends I have gained and loyalty to them, they have earned. So it was quite shocking to me and that is why only Eve will be my true and most trust worthy friend, in fact had she been a man and we had been married, ours would have been the best relationship.

Now after months and months of listening to my friends, I decided to do a research based on who, why, what. Who I told. Why I told and What I told. Now this is what happened. I told five of people I believed to be my good friends about my good news, I had great news that was very up building to me. Why I told it, honestly, I did think they were my friends and I could share my good news with. What I told them was that I had invested in something that would definitely improve my life significantly. 

I was left shocked because of what happened next and I remembered a wise man telling me, "always be in control of your reaction." None of my so called friends was happy for me. After I was done telling them the good news, all of them were left speechless and all did not congratulate me or even say anything about the news. Fine, I didn't want a standing ovation but *&%^* what was so hard about a simple word of congratulations? I was left with my mouth agape because , all the time y'all tell me good things about your life, I give you a standing ovation because I love you, I am proud of you and I think you deserve it. I am surprised you gave me back, none of that. 

I started replaying my conversations back with EACH ONE of them, the times we had shared just a bit of good things, like me getting extra credit at work, or the fact that I was going back to school, just small things that had no big impact on either one of our lives and guess what...BIG BANG THEORY....(this is so irrelevant, but its my Eureka moment and phrase.) I have very few people with whom I believe to be this good.

Past Glory

So much changes so much remains the same. I have just recalled my days growing up and I had this sister Peris, she was always very good to me. We competed in a lot of things especially when it came to our parents. It was always very tight and we would fight to see who would outshine the other. It was fun and sometimes I outdid her and sometimes she outdid me. As I have grown up, I have come to realise that so much changes and so much remains the same, you see as adults we also always compete. Without knowing i or without wishing for it, we always compete.

The other day I heard this song by one Kenyan artist Nyota Ndogo - Watu Na Viatu. Literal translation of her name is Small Star and the Song, People and Shoes. And in the song she goes on to say how she had a very good friend who would help her out all the time and she had never felt so blessed to have such a good, kind and understanding friend. However, when our small star got a job and was now able to take care of her self, the friend was not very happy and started being disgusted with this new move. This got me thinking about life now and in general how we react.

Everything that's really worthwhile in life come to us. I recalled how I used to react when I was younger. I would not fight back when someone attacks me instead I would simply walk away. Growing up, I rarely need see the need to fight or to show off. I am not above anyone but why fight and no good is going to come from it. In addition, why show off when its only for a moment. I always believe that if you work well, then do not blow your own trumpet, let other people see the good your hands have done. Be confident in what you do, but let others talk about it.


That is just me. My sister and I talk now and we look back and feel very silly about how we did everything then but we would not change a thing as that is what shaped us to be who we are now. It taught us to be humble and caring, thoughtful and loving. That is just us, we are neither boastful of our achievements and nor haughty about our accomplishments, we let the work speak for itself. What I see now going on with other people, I might be judgmental about it, maybe even envious of the person you are, maybe I am simply jealous, all in all, you are who you are and I am who I am at the end of the day, we both have made our own beds in which  lie in. What about you? What do you think? That is how you know.