Are they stepping-stones or stumbling blocks?

I wonโ€™t say my son suffers from dyslexia. I donโ€™t deem it suffering at all. It was quite accidental that I realized that he has a bit of a problem. During the summer holidays this year, I thought, as always, that rather than spend mad amount of time in front of the television, I felt the kids should spend their time correcting their exam sheets … Continue reading Are they stepping-stones or stumbling blocks?

Traditionally or Digitally โ€“ How would you like to be invited to a wedding?

I receive all kinds of electronic invites to events happening everywhere. They reduce the wastage of paper and you can RSVP right away so that your host can know whether youโ€™re attending or not. Art gallery openings, product launches, birthday parties, baby showers, the whole works. Last week, for the first time ever I received an electronic wedding invitation. Iโ€™m not saying I have never … Continue reading Traditionally or Digitally โ€“ How would you like to be invited to a wedding?

What We Wish Others Understood About The Loss Of Our Child

I saw this and thought I’d share it. Losing a child is very difficult, whether a miscarriage or your little baby or even a grown child. Truth is, your child will always be your baby no matter how old they are. ย This is more for people who find it awkward to deal with other peoples’ loss. I felt it’s very well written and had to … Continue reading What We Wish Others Understood About The Loss Of Our Child

India โ€“ The first impressions

Last week I wrote about my encounter with cows on Linking Road in Mumbai and I was asked what my first impression of the country really was as a Kenyan in India for the first time. Iโ€™ve often said I have no known relatives in India. For my family and me, India is just another holiday destination to tick off from the places to see … Continue reading India โ€“ The first impressions

A different kind of Masala…

I had a chat with Jasvir Kambo and Iโ€™m going to let you get goosebumps the way I did too. Keep your tissues ready. My tears spilled over. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~   Give a brief introduction of yourself. My parents moved back to Kenya from the UK in the 70โ€™s. I am the second eldest out of four sisters. I was raised and educated in Nairobi. I … Continue reading A different kind of Masala…

Why should I apologise for being alive?

Five weeks ago life changed, circumstances changed, perceptions shifted and I became a person who started thinking of โ€˜what ifsโ€™, something I donโ€™t usually indulge in. I know Iโ€™m not the only one who has been affected after the incidence at Westgate but I also know each one of us has a unique journey that we embarked from that day onwards. It wasnโ€™t just about … Continue reading Why should I apologise for being alive?