Some pictures here and there of beautiful Kenya. It's titled 'My Kenya' because this is my view of this country. Enjoy!
Monday, April 27, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Muddled thoughts
Hope you all had a fabulous Easter break and are feeling refreshed and ready to take on the rest of week. I had a lovely time with just the right amount of people in between to make the holiday interesting and fun.
I must say that despite all the political and social tension simmering quietly underneath the surface of Nairobi’s everyday life, the city is really starting to grow on me. It is truly a loud and cosmopolitan city but just take a drive for an hour or so out of the city and you are confronted with miles and miles of breathtaking nature and yes peaceful silence.
Naturally, this multicultural environment of course gives way to lots of thought provoking discussions that range from friendly debates to tense discussions that you wish would just end very quickly. Anyways during the holidays I had some friends over and the discussion geared towards freedom and how we interpret it and one of the ladies present was also a Muslim but who wears hijab, which of course raised questions of how come since we are both Muslims we have very different lifestyles? I won’t bore you with the details of the discussion but the point is – the question that we both ended the discussion with is which one of enjoys (or rather feels more free) more freedom? And the thing that struck me from this whole situation is not the conversation itself (I’ve had these religious discussions before) but how that the real problem isn’t our own interpretation of things but rather how we sometimes feel the need to convince people of them by imposing our interpretations on them…which of course isn’t a ground breaking observation in itself but in a sense it was for me (don’t know if that makes sense).
On another note, I don’t know if its turning 27 a few weeks ago but I find myself being more reflective and yet less tolerant of a lot of things in life. I thought we got older and wiser not older and more impatient:)
I must say that despite all the political and social tension simmering quietly underneath the surface of Nairobi’s everyday life, the city is really starting to grow on me. It is truly a loud and cosmopolitan city but just take a drive for an hour or so out of the city and you are confronted with miles and miles of breathtaking nature and yes peaceful silence.
Naturally, this multicultural environment of course gives way to lots of thought provoking discussions that range from friendly debates to tense discussions that you wish would just end very quickly. Anyways during the holidays I had some friends over and the discussion geared towards freedom and how we interpret it and one of the ladies present was also a Muslim but who wears hijab, which of course raised questions of how come since we are both Muslims we have very different lifestyles? I won’t bore you with the details of the discussion but the point is – the question that we both ended the discussion with is which one of enjoys (or rather feels more free) more freedom? And the thing that struck me from this whole situation is not the conversation itself (I’ve had these religious discussions before) but how that the real problem isn’t our own interpretation of things but rather how we sometimes feel the need to convince people of them by imposing our interpretations on them…which of course isn’t a ground breaking observation in itself but in a sense it was for me (don’t know if that makes sense).
On another note, I don’t know if its turning 27 a few weeks ago but I find myself being more reflective and yet less tolerant of a lot of things in life. I thought we got older and wiser not older and more impatient:)
Monday, March 30, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
The other woman
Three words that no woman ever wants to hear and I should know. Having been on both sides of that uncomfortable (to say the least) and painful equation. Its crazy because when your man strays you wonder what kind of woman will start anything with a man who already has a life with another woman? Untill you find yourself being that woman whom you vehemently condemmed before.
Why don't we ever blame the men for going out and seeking to start something new? And please, spare me that a man only strays when things are going bad at home..if things are so bad you just leave but cheating doesn't help. And the funny thing is that when you actually do meet the evil 'other woman' who he claims he is fleeing from - she seems more sane than he ever was...
Truth be told I don't know which is worse...each situations brings its own set of pain. On one hand the betrayal of being cheated on is immense, on the other hand getting attached to someone that already has another life is a losing battle. At the end of the day - they always go back to their life and you are left to pick up the pieces of what your life used to be on your own.
Why don't we ever blame the men for going out and seeking to start something new? And please, spare me that a man only strays when things are going bad at home..if things are so bad you just leave but cheating doesn't help. And the funny thing is that when you actually do meet the evil 'other woman' who he claims he is fleeing from - she seems more sane than he ever was...
Truth be told I don't know which is worse...each situations brings its own set of pain. On one hand the betrayal of being cheated on is immense, on the other hand getting attached to someone that already has another life is a losing battle. At the end of the day - they always go back to their life and you are left to pick up the pieces of what your life used to be on your own.
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