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Sugar, spice and everything nice...

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  I love to cook. But things weren’t always like this. At the age of 16 when my mother forced me out of the living room to go watch how ugali is made those were words I thought would never cross my lips. I was annoyed and bored and she thought that what she was making me do was important. So night after night while I was on holiday I stood behind our house-help as she prepared our supper. Eventually I was required to help out by cutting veggies and stuff, and I still remember the raw burnt disaster that was my first chapatti. Sweaty skin and burnt fingers later all I had to show for my labour wasn’t even edible. Needless to say that killed my psyche for a while.    And then I discovered baking... I am that girl who has a weakness for all things baked. Cakes, cookies, sausage rolls you name it! And I also discovered this magazine in high school called ‘Tupike’. You see, I sat at the very back of my class where I was surrounded by home science students ( I personally dropped the subj

The official life guidebook (Random book-post no.1)

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One of my life ambitions is to write a book. As I sit here typing I don’t know what this book will be about but all I know is that I want to one day call myself a published author. So today I was having one of those days when I wished that life came with a manual which had a blow by blow account of how to handle everything that comes your way. And then that thought evolved into me thinking about what I would write in such a book. So I did what I always do when I get such random ideas in my head: I hurried to my laptop and started to type!    So this is an excerpt of my version of a life guidebook. It even comes with a disclaimer and everything so, happy reading! :D The full version of the book will be out in stores soon. He he! (If I ever get to seriously publish such a book, I will have all my friends over at my place and we’ll have a good laugh about it) Disclaimer: The contents of the following pages are purposed solely for the enjoyment and hysterical laughter of the autho

Oh drat! I think I’m growing up...

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   A friend of mine once talked about how young boys who cry are always told to ‘be a man’ but they’re never told what exactly it is that defines a man. Well I’m not about to give parenting advice for parents with young sons. Uhh... I think that for now that’s a bit out of my league for now. But what that statement reminds me of is the process of growing up and maturing. I know that legally we’re referred to as ‘Adults’ when we hit 18, and in some cases, when we are issued with our national IDs. But it doesn’t ever feel that different. I don’t know about you but I personally expected fireworks or the movement of the sun moon and stars when I turned 18. I expected an amazing change but nope. It was just another day spent studying for my form 4 exams in an all-girls boarding school. Apart from my friends and classmates wishing me a brief happy birthday when I walked into class at 8pm, that was it ( And yes, I do mean 8pm. I had spent the entire day putting the finishing touches on my c

Survival skills - Bible edition

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I think I have finally grasped the importance of reading and memorizing scripture. And It’s not necessarily only so that we don’t sin against God [Psalms 119:11 Your word I have hidden in my heart,That I might not sin against You]  (Ok that’s one of the major reasons but I think there’s another). It’s so God can use it to tell us something in our most crucial moments. Moments when we desperately need encouragement so we can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Moments when we need to be tapped on the shoulder so we can pay closer attention to the rightness or wrongness of the things we are about to do. Moments when we need to tell a friend something other than the over-repeated and cliché ‘I’m sorry for your pain’ and instead need to give them something to hold on to. And so many other moments like these. In fact, [2nd Timothy 3:16-17 All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousnes

Experimental me

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   A time like this, a year ago. I got the crazy idea to start a blog. Admittedly the thought had crossed my mind a few times before 2012 but after the New Year it came back to me with renewed gusto. And then I thought to myself: ‘What the heck!’ And thus began one of my most random ventures ever. I pride myself in being spontaneous when occasion demands it but this was just a whole new level of crazy. I basically had goosebumps all through while I wrote my first post and they got even bigger when I hit the publish button. Part of me was just going with the flow and another part of me was super freaked out. I didn’t know if my writing would totally suck or if it would be great. All I knew is that I wanted to write and it felt good. I mean it like really really good. There’s just something about cutting away all the fear and doing something that you never thought you could and then realizing that you had the capability all along. It’s this bright feeling in you that makes your heart s