Mwangii Kinuthia

Personal blogs

Do you ever sit down and just think? If not, you're lucky. For some of us, it’s not a choice. My mind wanders off even when I’m doing something important. It’s never about anything useful, like deciding what to eat for supper, only to fall asleep and wake up with Ugali and cabbages on my mind. My thoughts are random and endless, from classroom lectures to future wives. It’s a chaotic but fascinating journey.
Remember being a kid? No worries at all. Those days were the best! I miss the times when I could say anything without anyone judging me. My childhood was full of wildly inappropriate comments, and everyone just laughed it off. Now, as an adult, I wish I could speak my mind freely without worrying about being seen as immature. Growing up sometimes feels like losing the freedom to be ourselves.
I really hate my mum's cat. Every day, I look at it and wish it would disappear. It meows all the time, keeps me up at night, and makes my life miserable. But I can't hurt it because I don't hurt animals. Cats just suck.
I love words. I love how they sound, their meanings, their power, and especially their ancient roots. For example, the word 'miscellaneous.' It sounds great. Say it out loud and smile. It comes from the Latin 'miscere' (to mix). How did it become 'miscellaneous'? Did the French fancy it up? Makes you think, right? And what about the old Germanic word 'ficken' (to move back and forth)? Words have amazing stories!
This is a message to be read at my funeral. I hope for a somber yet not overly dramatic send-off. I'm grateful for my life, the good and the bad, and I look forward to the day my future kids and wife, whom I've yet to meet, will remember me.
Has something ever happened to you that made you think Lucifer might be real? Well, it happened to me. One Friday, everything was going great—until it wasn't. From smelly feet on the bus to losing my wallet, it felt like the devil was messing with me. This is my story of how my payday turned into a day from hell.
Did you ever go days without getting beaten by your mum or teacher? For me, it was a personal victory. My primary school days were filled with fear of teachers' beatings and the hierarchy of class warriors. Join me as I take you back to a time of constant schoolyard conflicts and the ultimate survival tactic: avoiding "kufunga na mtu."
I've learned that things, and even people, can't be depended on. They change. This realization led me to seek something unchanging and eternal. I aim to experience this presence without labeling it. It's a journey of seeing things as they are, free from judgment, and finding a deeper connection to the infinite. This is a must read for sure.
Everyone wants to be happy. We all seek joy in our lives, and while Socrates didn’t give us a clear guide, I’ve found my own way. I believe in trying to be better every year, investing in passions, and staying connected with loved ones. Even when life gets tough, keep going and keep trying. Be happy today because Harun and his buddy Socrates said so! Now here is my take..
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