Random Thoughts of a Girl in Nairobi

   We are actors, the world is our stage and society is the script-writer. Apart from just being actors, collectively we are the director; and whenever an actor breaks character we are the first to shout at them and tell them all about how they’re doing it wrong! So a couple of weeks ago on Sunday morning I was walking in Westlands headed to a meeting right before church. Music in my ears, sunglasses on, nonchalant concentration on my goal; and then my sandal strap snapped ( That wasn’t meant to be a tongue twister but stuff happens ). What should have been a quick 3-minute walk to Nakumatt Ukay suddenly took me 10 long embarrassing minutes. So I practically hobble into this shopping mall that wasn’t conveniently deserted and ask where I can but slippers. Minutes later I walk out wearing blue patapatas ( not even the fancy looking slippers that Bata sells . Patapatas!!! ) And carrying my non-functional sandals in a paper bag.  I then walked up the hill between Ukay and Sarit with my

   More like accepting things as they are per say. I know that we’ve grown up as the generation that’s been told ‘ be all you can be’ ‘never give up’ and my personal favourite ‘Quitters never win and Winners never quit’ . But let’s just be honest about this for a second. Even the best laid plans backfire  on a regular basis. So we can’t afford to walk around starry-eyed with our heads in the clouds believing that every single one of your dreams will irrevocably come true.    Now don’t get me wrong, I know that I probably have a bit of a reputation for being that girl who cheers you on no matter what, but there are just some things that lie in our circle of no-control and hence there nothing we can do about them.  So what am I suggesting? I’m suggesting that you move on to the next best thing. Like maybe you love music, but you can’t carry a tune in a wheelbarrow( here I go quoting the Time traveller’s wife ), you obviously can’t become a singer so play an instrument or do music