A Stellar Woman's World

Has your personality ever worked against you? Like it totally refuses to come through for you when you need it to? Today has shown me some downsides of being a Sanguine. Sanguines are highly talkative, always enthusiastic, active and super social. We’re everybody’s friend, we easily stand out but also blending in isn’t hard for us. The assumption however is that ‘huwa hatukasiriki haraka’ so watu kadhaa hupenda kutubeba kimandazi mandazi. Case in point, my tailor.  We ushai bebwa mandazi? Okay, here goes something. “Hi dear ukujie nguo yako kitu 5 sitima imetusumbua sana,aki.” That there is the message I received today at 11:27am on my way to CBD, purposely heading to pick hio nguo yangu yenye sitima inafanya isiishe. I didn’t give the message much thought and decided to pass by the tailors’ stall as planned. I’d kept the fabric to myself a while longer hoping to find a dress design I would like. After my efforts to source a great design bore fruits I discussed this with my ...

Q: Has a homeless/street person ever refused food you've offered them? If so, did they provide an explanation? Well, well, well, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, my fellow repeat readers or repeat clients, if you may! Today I have a short story to bless your eyes and ears. Will it blow your mind? Maybe. Will it give you reason to come back here and check out more stories? Definitely!  I assume that most of you my readers are Nairobi residents and if not, you've been here at one point in your life. This is a notably great city with beautiful people, a people with a culture so rich everyone outside it wants to come have a taste. It is a hub of 'unity', or so they say. It's here that the assorted bunch of the various tribes come to link up, all forty two of them. Our relatives from the rurals are fascinated by this city, no wonder they gather around to hear tales of its craziness every time  Nairobians visit home for Christmas. The streets, as usual, are ever buz...

What's that one thing about your pre- kuomoka life right now that you seem to really like or really hate? Chances are that in some few years to come your life will take a turn for the best, or for the worst depending on the choices you're making now, right? We're a hopeful and positive nation (and might I add, very religious) so our eyes are set on life going great, yes? Tunasonga mdogo mdogo tu, kuomoka iko kwa horizon. Before my grand majestic entry into the kuomoka kingdom in few years, there are few things here and there that make my heart leap with joy about life as is now, one of them being Nairobi's Matatu Culture. Mmmh, on second thought, I think I'm stretching it when I say it makes my heart leap with joy, let's reserve that for falling in love. Anyway, matatu culture makes me enjoy my Footshoebishi and Legsus days lakini sio kila siku. Nikipiganga budget yangu ya transport kuenda job for the month, nawekanga around 200/- ama 220/- max per day. Si...

STORY TIME; High School Edition. Hii githeri iko hapa, imeomoka. Ni ya group of schools, where I didn't come from. Lakini here's a tale of what we went through pale high school few years back. I still, to this day, don't understand the logic behind 'kuwekewa mafuta ya taa kwa chakula' back when we were in high school. Do they still do it? Someone please explain to me like a class two baby because that'll help me answer some questions I've carried with me for years. There's one time the school admin decided that the best way to maintain order in the DH (Dining Hall) was to introduce 'Table System', a system whereby all students in the school are divided into groups of 7 or 8, a leader & assistant picked and a table set aside for each group - where they shall, at all times, find their already 'measured' food that's meant to be enough for every group member. Breako/lunch/supper - all considered.  The idea sounded great when conveyed ...

Jajuok = Night Runner 👽👺 Chiro = market 🍉🍍🍅 Years back, one fateful night tukitoka 'chiro', tuliencounter 'jajuok' head-on. Ocha wasee huenda chiro late sana, it was normal for women, men & children to leave home at around 5pm to go to an evening flea & vegetable market that's about 8-10km away on foot. This day my mama, Nyar Gwassi decided to send four of us to the chiro; myself, two lady cousins & one king of life's mischief, my cousin Omondi. Among the tasks to be ticked off the shopping list was making sure tumesiaga mahindi gorogoro tatu zenye Nyar Gwassi had put in a gunia. Hio unga ndio ilikuwa ya kupika supper that night. Omosh decided kutangulia using my father's Black Mamba bicycle as his mode of transport. Plan ilikuwa ni afike wa kwanza ndio apange line kwa kisiagi, afanye shopping so that sisi tukifika we just pick the stuff together with other 'lady stuff' and head back home. Easy job, RIGHT?  Hakukuwa na...

Ushawai ibiwa kitu live live?🤔 Live live as in mchana 😆 This story is about this one fateful day when a phone that didn't belong to me, a one week old Nokia C2-01 was snatched from my hands tukiwa na mwenye simu hapo kando yangu. Tulikuwa tunastay Lenana karibu na Lenana School aka 'Changez' and on this day kulikuwa na "Changez Open", a talents-day sort of event where all 'known' high schools would show up. The August Holiday had just commenced. The event was more of a 'close of term' event - why it was held on a Saturday - just after shule zifungwe. Said event was open to the public (bad mistake❌!) so you can imagine venye nlibambika when one tall, dark & handsome man, A.O*, my then boyfriend-to-be agreed attend this event. ❤ A.O & I had met on Facebook through a classmate, Poxxy. He was Poxxy's neighbour and lived not so far from our school. Our physical meeting happened on the first day of mid-term break (before August) ...

This is a 9 year old pikcha ❤. I was in form 4 North at the time, Mr. Muchiri's class📚. This was a borrowed blazer, mine never fit this well 😂. The skirt, well below the knee & 'acceptably tight' had been soaked in one famous 'blue bleach' that was very hard to acquire but once you had it you automatically became the Dangote of the school; just rich enough to attract more 'friends'. After bleaching the skirt, the routine would be that you take it to the hanging lines to dry kidogo tu. . (while seated not so far away keeping watch vigilantly because taking your eyes off it for one second would mean getting it a new owner 😂). The rate at which uniforms, cups, spoons and buckets went missing was very alarming, you'd think Kariamiti had training sessions on the timetable for students. 😲 The skirt was thereafter neatly folded and put under the mattress weeks prior to the d-day. The mattress would give it a brooding feel because as you slept o...

Hio roho yako ya utu hapa streets za Nairobbery ati unataka kusaidia kila mtu kaa tu nayo. These 'homeless' women with kids walking around tao wamejanjaruka kuruka...they're on another new level. Raia tumeshindwa kukeep up!! Here's how: A day last week CBD, Kimathi street hizo sides za Nation Center, a friend ako tu shughuli zake. Sees a well dressed madhe. Well dressed as in hajafunga maleso kama wale tumezoea na hajakaa chini kwa corner akiomba pesa. Kwa mgongo amebeba mtoi mless halafu kuna wawili kando yake. Venye alikuwa amevaa anakaa msee anajiweza so she's not attracting any attention from people in that area. Hao watoi wawili wenye wanatembea hawana zile maswiti so hakuna venye unaeza detect kitu fishy. Just a normal family going about doing their thing, right? WRONG  Ghafla bin vuu, Osama bin Laden....madhe akacollapse. Halafu hii place anacollapse of course kuna wasee wanapita. Kumbuka hii ni side ya Nation Center of course wasee wak...

Yes, 50 years later ... here comes the finale, smh. I got to Ambassadeur and asked the passengers who were alighting waniitie makanga. Akakam akanifungulia seat-belt. That meant that I had to walk all the way to Nyayo House. I rushed past Mama Ngina Street, then via Bruce House & Cardinal Otunga Hse  sides through to my destination. I got there at exactly 6am. Nikipita hapo Cardinal Otunga ile bell ya Basilica ndio ilikuwa inaring. I was lucky enough to find people queuing outside as the gates had just been opened. "This is a good sign." I told myself. I got lucky this time and got number 117, looks bad but trust me this is a good number at Nyayo Hse. This time round I made sure that all my documents were in good shape. Things went pretty smooth and I'm glad I carried all items needed this time. The intention was to finish everything on that particular day so that even if I have to wait for 4 months for the passport, all would still be well. The lot that sat...

Are you a believer? Like do you deep down believe that there's a higher power that's constantly on your corner, rooting for you, always clapping when you win and shows up for you when in need? I believe in many things and that's among them. Yaani, mi najua tu God yuko na napenda kuimagine ni kama beshte mtrue na very close to me, I don't imagine him to be this giant everybody fears and bows to when he barks. Ni mse hucheck up on me, hubambika nikibambika, hucheka stuff nadu and pia huniguide kila time nago astray hapa pale. I just don't associate with him how society wants me to associate with him, we're just different like that and I love it. So kuna venye alikam through sana hii day 2. In case haukusoma Day 1, ndio hii hapa -  (DAY ONE) Nakumbuka after niliambiwa niende nikam na hio certificate, I was so heart-broken why lie. Things like those are among some of the issues you go through and wish that you can just make a call to your mum and ask her ...

So nlisema na du better hii mwaka. Sa ju ya hio story I woke up one morning in January and decided, out of the blues, that I was gonna apply for a passport. Not that I had travel plans or anything, this was me deciding to put my faith into action, that something aligned to going abroad - or just within Africa - will one day come up. A girl can dream, yeah? Other than that, there's a friend who'd consistently been on my neck about this thing and even offered to pay. When that money ingiad my Mpesa, it mysteriously disappeared. Niliikula. I kulad it good , you guy! So yeah, the guilt worked me up, I decided it was time I took my greetings & needy self to the main house- the dreaded house - Nyayo House.  Here's how things went. Before planning the trip, lazima ufill the necessary application form on  e-citizen  at the immigration section from your account, a process which I find extremely convenient. I wonder what used to happen before ecitizen was a thing. You...

Growing up, one question every adult asked a kid was what they wanted to be when they grew up. I think people still ask that question, I do too sometimes - when making small talk with a child. Kids of nowadays can give answers ranging from Truck Driver, Artist, Singer, Tattoo Artist, DJ or any of these fancy careers and no parent would bat an eye. You wouldn't dare tell that to a parent who was alive when Freedom Fighters were in battle for Kenya's independence! ' The Kapenguria 6 weren't imprisoned for 7 years for a son of the soil to disclose their interest to pursue a career as a Dancer . Kwani umerogwa? !' If your answer wasn't among the countable 'respected careers' , folks of such times would come close to disowning you. Now, here's the answer I had to that question. The first answer, I gave when 'big people' asked, the other, I kept to myself. While in Std.4, my mum hired a fundi to make her a Kibanda . After the passing of my d...

This English language. On January 15th 2014, I put on here my first post. Little did I know that this was going to turn into a nest, that I would come to love and occasionally drop thoughts onto. At the beginning, I wouldn't have said that I loved writing. I was in campus then, still figuring what i was about. I didn't even have the English to begin with. I didn't grow up in an environment where English, proper English,was used to communicate. Even in schools that I went to, primary & high school, we had to practically be forced to speak in English in an attempt to boost our grades and also manage to articulate words when addressing a teacher. It was a norm to see fellow classmates wearing the ' disk ' around their necks as punishment for speaking in Swahili. My dad was a teacher and a Call Centre Operator at the same time. These, he did in a Medical Training Institute. My mother on the other hand was a housewife but through my dad's aggressive teacher at...

The following events took place on Monday 5th February, 2019: =============== Today's really been a funny  day for me asweya 😂😂😂 1st my katweet went viral & the comments are hilarious!!!😂😂 (viral tweet) 2nd I request uber boda from job halafu napigia huyo mse coz map inaonesha ako around...kushika akaniambia ako Parklands 😂😂😂😂😂 Nimecheka aki. 3rd. Sasa yenye ilikam nikavaa reflector nimeshuka nikaanza kuenda nayo. 😂😂 "Madam nguo yangu usiende nayo" 😂😂😂😂😂 4th nlikuwa tu na mia kwa bag sa nkamlipa akaenda. So since hawaingiagi tao akaniwacha GPO roundabout saa lazima nitafute mpesa nitoe mbesha 5th Mpesa nimetembea nikapata ya hapo Standard Hse. Kutoa pesa wanasema message yangu haijaingia kwao na kwa simu yangu mi nishapata . Anaah baba comes akatoa yake ikafikambele yangu as ikabidi ningoje  😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 Kufika Archive hapo tunachukulianga nganya, nganya haziko na zikikam zinalipisha 150😂😂😂...hawa watu hutubeba mandazi sa...

You know what? I remember it like it was yesterday. 😍 ❤️ Yes, yesterday because yesterday, like today, is quite fresh in my mind. I got up early that Saturday morning with a deep need for change. I'd been planning in my head how I'd move from a hostel to a SQ but every time I tried to put plans into action, I either lacked the morale to take the first step or just didn't have enough money to do it. This fine, bright sunny Saturday morning things seemed different. I woke up refreshed. I woke up feeling good about life. I woke up feeling like Oprah had been giving me a pep talk in a dream I'd had on Friday night. I woke up ready to take on the world with courage, courage that may be equated to governor Sonko's attempt to spit some 'Kenyarra' & 'Nairobi Cirry' vibes at the almost concluded Blue Economy Conference. "That first step? I am going to take it today. Best believe it!" I said out loud, to myself. * Line Saba w...