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Part 1. Why I love My Mama Africa?

by Yego, posted in Articles, Politics

Part 1. Why I love My Mama Africa?

If you slap a man and in the event falls to the ground, then wakes up, dusts himself and says ‘thank you’ and lead his way, how will you feel? How will you consider a person seeing you driving a car and then asks whether there are houses in Africa? How will you take a man who sympathizes with you over an advert he saw yesterday and in the midst a brother appears in the corner with a poster written “veteran, hungry and homeless? That’s being African in a self-imposed democracy and in an imaginary wealthy nation. Africans in my own faulty analysis have mastered the art of acceptance and ownership of the stereotypes.

Poverty is our greatest ‘asset’, we have owned it and in fact have recently adopted it as the best Foreign exchange earner and a tool to explore some unconscious fools. The foolishness of asking the obvious when you already have an iPhone 6. We have implicitly as African hustlers in diaspora accepted all the statistics that otherwise give us all the diseases and an illusion of the endangered species called ‘black African”.  The pretense of preaching in biblical terms and giving a starving man unlimited condoms when he asks for food? Was it not written in the Book of Mathew 7v9 “Or what man is there among you who, when his son asks for a loaf, will give him a stone? 10“Or if he asks for a fish, he will not give him a snake, will he?”  I love my people for they  didn’t even argue with the Original discussion by Darwinians on whether we were actually categorized as human. Trevor Roper another person of intellect presume that we didn’t even have a yesterday and therefore no history “except gyrations of barbarous people?” We have tested the invention of Eugenics and the struggle to subvert the African man, like water hyacinth we are growing, the thrash you dump on us is the greatest fertilizer of humanity in Africa. With greed for Oil and circumvention of international laws you manage to make us believe that actually the civil fights amongst a few countries in Africa are our cause and not your faulty foreign policy and thirst for another imperialism.

I have been a student in the West, perhaps one with less intellect as many might have branded, I have clear records of the rare occasions with a few classmates whom I literally considered their help and assistance in my infancy as substantial .They reminded me how to speak English ‘well’ and they never bothered to ask whether Africa was a country or continent. Some considered the issues of illegal immigration sensitive because they never wanted to offend a new friend, they really didn’t check and distinguish the distance and concept of legal immigrants. Poor I, when I came to realize that almost all the books and discussions featured Africa only on issues of poor health, diseases, civil fights and poverty largely. Acceptance and white lies saved me from ridicule. You would have wish as I had wished to ride in the beautiful hills of Cherangani with this ignorant people, I really wanted to take them to Diani Beach for a walk, I thought about showing them the ruins of Old Zimbabwe, I just wanted to ask them whether the Egyptian Pyramids made sense to them in terms of time, structure and place. They really understood about Diamond rich Africa, but thought we were foolish about them.

Statistics does not lie, despite the overwhelming stereotypes we have to overcome, I have fallen in love with Mama Africa, it teaches culture, discipline and Morals. They taught us that to be smart or intelligent does not really mean to get to the extreme of inventing that which is capable destroying humanity including yourself and family. Kudos Mama Africa for not inventing or daring do the WMD thing.

I love My Africa for accepting and owning stereotypes.

Mshambabroad: Why a ‘C- ‘ is the best High school Grade.

by Yego, posted in Life

Mshambabroad: Why a ‘C-  ‘   is the best High school Grade.

Completing High school in my own opinion comes with a ‘one time’ episode of spring: at last you’re free, you wake up at your own time and that you do not need to deal with structured life. In a single blink, all will disappear into the thin air, your harvest will soon be a round the corner, and the harsh reality will be checking into your sense, sleeplessness will kick in and begging for what’s next in life. What is next is solemnly determined by who is aware of his fate and who is ready to hit the road on self-reliance. In a few lines I will, in my own personal analysis express the restructuring of a society through grades. You will in fact understand why ‘C-‘makes a life of less hustling or successful rich people. Be cautioned that I do not speak about the outliers or those who lie in the extreme ends of the graph.

Irrespective of school or place ,a C- is a grade of average people and it is consistent  from all forms no matter how hard you work. These are the group of persons that require less time  to think about whether they passed or failed, in fact they have more time to choose what they really want : farmers, mechanics, hawkers, shopkeepers. They do not rely on an external force to remind them of what careers to pursue. Consider an A or A- persons, without the experience of a parent/sibling, this group makes majority of the hopeless persons. They rely on the government to program them to do what is based on grades. They spend time on social media because they think a grade is an automatic qualifier of success, this is  a justification of why a village mechanic is more intelligent than a graduate of mechanical Engineering, why  a student of Polytechnic is more qualified to pull electricity than a graduate in Electrical Engineering. FYI, there are more rich C’ persons than A if justified means of acquisition is factored and that majority of the corrupt belongs to the frustrated A’s, B’s and E’s. You might ask why and E may fall into the same category, it simply because of the extreme guiltiness and condemnation as a failed person and that they will never be good at anything. If in doubt ask why Koinange Street belongs to smart students? It is hopelessness and inability to do what is best for self, if this condition is mixed with pride which most of them attached with grades it becomes a good recipe for an immoral society.

There are more evidences to justify this piece, perhaps it is the nature of humans to praise that which they do and call it ‘I like it’ ill-heartedly, perhaps if an open mind is led to wonder you will wake up to the reality. You will be able to see that a C+ and B- is also another group that waits for something to push them high, because they feel as though they should have studied a little more. They blame themselves over a party they attended and others keep a second try on high school. Those who have exhausted their only bullet and are unable to pay for college will dive for hate of society and will settle for the un ending guiltiness blaming everything that comes their way. Who wants to attend TTC or river –road colleges when they were a stone throw from University and HELB.

Life might turn ugly if mainstream structures are the only means to define what individuals are good at. Be warn that this is not a call for a deliberate C-, this should be a caution to those capable of falling in the Extremes and that passing  without purpose and desire might send you into to the tubes of despair and agony. Working hard is not optional but What are you working hard ‘for’ makes a great difference (Teleological conception).

Opinion Kenya: When ‘Doublespeak’ cannot hold, reality checks in!.

by Yego, posted in Politics, Trending

Opinion Kenya: When ‘Doublespeak’ cannot hold, reality checks in!.

kennIt was once written, “There is truth in wine and children”, and I also learned the same from grandparents that alcohol is an important element in making critical discussions because it spills repressed/regress thoughts otherwise held secret or confidential. At the end of the JKL show on 12/11/2015, we as the people were slapped in the face by individuals once held to have content and advice to the leadership of the country. It is evident and I meant as perceived by me and in my on head that Kenyans are being brooded into another Oceana as written  by George Orwell in his Book 1984. The president and presidency is being surrounded and represented in a talk by tribal and hate spitting individuals that does not care much about the domino effect of their words. How did we end up here?

Be guided that I am only reflecting on the talks pertaining to that show and words said in the show and therefore any queries should be adopted from the same. The idea of putting into the minds of the people that the  Deputy president is a problem for the government is careless and mindless considering the sensitivity of the matters raised and how it  once plunge Kenyans into civil  crisis. Secondly, the matter of the ICC should not be used as an incident to chew words because it is a fact that this issue was a political maneuver and that children and families are suffering from such personal greed and self-interests. When will Kenyans stop tribal Mouths and replace with Brains like Miguna Miguna or PLO? Ooh Kenya are we too thirst for more blood? If we rely on people with ‘Double speak ‘the end of the mission is fast approaching and the goons and merchants of impunity will come to haunt us. It is pathetic if not sickening to hear person take leadership as friendship mantle passed from this house and returned to that house!

Our problem is majorly corruption and we are not and we will not be interested in whether the jubilee marriage was of convenience and that fake gadgets that created the pretty bride and groom have depreciated. We needed search an ugly union (based on 2007) for healing and reconciliation and it has worked for the majority and it seems to be a bitter deal for the brokers. It is time to separate individual deals/ agreements and represent the people. We cannot longer proceed when individuals are said to have blocked alleged corrupt persons from prosecutions and possible conviction. Why don’t we adopt the Grandpa’s advice that Leadership and friendship are separate entities?

For a progressive KENYA, the President and the Deputy should now speak for themselves and  all brokers /advisers send home, ICC case should be a private matter and all those who are involve or were involved in procurement and the procured should be jailed now. Any person mentioned or involved in corruption should be jailed for a minimum of 10 years without privileges and all the money seized with interests. Anybody inciting the public on tribal issues should be prosecuted and barn from the media. The Director of Public Prosecution, Commissioner of Police and EACC should be given a month Ultimatum to let free petty offenders and prosecute any major crimes, especially the corrupt in less 24 hours or be disbanded completely.

Personal views of disappointed voter, but  subject to critique.

A letter to President Uhuru Kenyatta.

by Yego, posted in Politics, Trending

 

Patriotic Kenyan,

11/11/2015

Dear President Uhuru Kenyatta,

c.c  DP. William Rutto

It is with regrets and displeasure to express my disappointment at the rate at which the star that once shined above the clouds of Kenya at the dawn of March 2013 is slowly fading. We as the electorates welcomed baby devolution with a lot of enthusiasm, hope and energy to reconstruct and rebuild a better Kenya. It is therefore my duty as a voiceless and almost useless Kenyan to find a loophole to write to the air and demand reasonable answers and resolutions to the extreme corruption and the lack of discipline amongst certain officers and employees of the people. The majority of the members of parliament and senators are a disgrace in conduct and in behavior on how they act, talk or handle public property.

It’s also a concern, Mr President that the judiciary although a separate organ of Government as it appears doesn’t work for the interest of the people. There is extreme hypocrisy and pretense on how they handle cases and matters of urgency. We cannot as the people be held in a suspense when a crime of high magnitude for instance looting is dilly dallied and shuffled, yet children and expectant mothers are dying of hunger. Mr. President, with due respect, I beg to allow you to take a month of absolute Dictatorship and clean the house without fear or favor of anybody of status. I will be glad personally to see a number of legal practitioners hoping from case to case in the streets of Nairobi being shown the way home or Kamiti Maximum and some unexplained wealth revoked and returned to the people.

I should have ended there Mr. President but i would like to bring to your attention that the prices of basic commodities have sky rocketed and therefore endangering the species called ‘”helpless children”. Take a look at this issue and address ASAP. We don’t have to postpone life until 2017 to have our grievances heard. It is not too late to restore hope and to get us on the right direction.

Sincere,

Kipkosgei Arap Yego.

Gynophobism: Are Kenyan Men uneasy with women and power?

by Yego, posted in Articles, Politics

Gynophobism: Are Kenyan Men uneasy with women and power?

image 1In my own objective and often bias observations, I have come to an almost fair conclusion that women are quick to listen and make informed decisions in matters of justice, fairness and empathy and therefore make perfect Lawyers, Judges and Nurses.  I do not intend to make this a statement of fact, but I am opening another perspective of curtailing the ineffective patriarchy. In my Republic, Men (men in this case refers to only those with XY chromosomes) are very uneasy and have constantly engaged in various ways to try and block or get rid women of substance from certain places. It is for obvious reasons that women cannot be easily corrupted and they think and often rule in favor of children and other less fortunate persons. I am cautious and therefore be warned that I do not mean ALL women, neither do I ascertain that men are a complete failure. I am only guided by probability of success and failure in judicial matters, which in the interest of the majority women do an incredible duty.

You might not like the interpretation, I do not beg for a like and I only consider objective discussions to the same. Before anyone can demonize the above, let us have a quick look at some cases in the Republic I claim my Citizenship. The case of   former Chief Registrar of Judiciary and JSC and how an alleged crime was demonized and swept under the carpet? This as it appears was stage-managed and its intention in reasonable minds was getting rid of a block in the way of pre-established networks meant to maintain the evils leading in inefficiency. It can also be concluded with certainty that the potential of such intellectual Woman was enormous and she would have become the next boss and agent of the long awaited change. How do you make us believe that there was a scandal in buying the house of the Boss? Does it mean one or two persons approve certain coins to be spend without the boss knowledge….. We haven’t grown too damn to consume ‘Make beliefs’. Spare us from your own twitter and internet ridicule and allow commonsense and natural instincts to guide reasoning. We are used to the phrase “the matter is before the courts” because its purpose is to shut up those with divergent reasoning, perhaps I am not a sceptic let actions do the talk.

Is it almost true that men are becoming more uncomfortable with estrogens? Here is another careless one, recently in Kenya a decision was brought to public with intention to retire the Lady Deputy Commissioner of police without any justified reasons. I suppose without certainty that she must have been on the way of certain pre-planned deals and perhaps extremely tough on the same. Thank heavens it backfired because we are in the 21st century and people are beginning to see behind the curtains. Think about that for a second as you consider this other gynophobia act. The judiciary recently served a Lady Judge with a reminder of her coming retirement and proceeded to gazette for a replacement. I don’t care whether it is a legal procedure because I have not been a compliant of the same, I only rely on customary law, natural law and commonsense. Therefore, what we know is that a Judge is a super intelligent person and she knows what age is legal to retire therefore we do not and she does not require reminders. The intention to do so is an objective bias and malice and to that extent we can make an immature assumption that the interest parties have begun paying for the post. The worst about the same could be also very true: that the Lady Judge might have been doing an incredible job and that does not always please the few self- serving individuals and intimidating her might create or shake her and hopefully create a loophole.

The passing of Polygamy bill qualifies under the same category, it is not urgent and therefore we do not consider it as a necessity for Kenyans. The bill is also intended reduce women to objects of pleasure, which off course does not function at this age. If you’re still wondering about that, be careful because you will miss the point on the new creation of a ‘welfare state’ for only women. This idea of women representatives is a sample of bones thrown to silence dogs and let the thieves proceed to loot. This post is a ridicule and in, I my own opinion Women of Kenya stand even more chances in power as opposed to posts with no bargaining power.

I trust a Woman in making a ruling in a court of Law, I trust a Woman to be my Nurse and I trust a Woman in a fight against Drugs and Corruption………

 

 

 

 

Kale- Excerpt: The F & B of their Time.

by Yego, posted in Life

Kale- Excerpt:  The F & B of their Time.

146Picture from Jeff’s Journey  blog

I am Kale by default and not by choice for a good reason beyond my own reasoning. In order to understand the writings below you should be aware of the natural placement and to treat the content as lessons from years of experience. Our parents then days had their own swag of F and B to reprimand or respond to a child’s behavior. As opposed to the F and the B of today, words were more of emotional and metaphorical in nature. Take a look at this line Mokergei ak lagokab Koin, in simple reasoning  it means other children are doing better. When you place the words in the context, you won’t find those children that are better than you nor the house they were referring to. Functions remains the same but the terminologies have changed and recently cursing and abusing is restricted to -below the belly button and above the knees.

Koseng’engit is one of the strongest confronting word spoken by upset parents to their children, it only works when stressed and with a high tone.  Kiseng’eng in its relevance only and only means to open your mouth as in to instill sublingual or under the tongue medication. There are some rare instances in which the word might mean otherwise: for instance when some folks happen to sleep while seated in a chair and their mouth is wide open, that would mean Kiseng’eng. Derogatively the term can also change meaning if applied to a child that has been crying for long time. Parents or any elder person will shut them up by saying Mete Kaseng’enget. Same term can also be applied when kid repeatedly keep losing some items or belongings especially if they were send to bring, they will they will them kiamwa ale ii koseng’engit or rather kepiseng’enge is?

Kwong’ot is another word with is roots from the term kekwong which simply refers to wonder, it is not really a bad word, but the application to certain circumstances makes it very abusive. Derogatively the word is used to refer to someone who instead of critically thinking about a situation they just stare and therefore it applies to recurrent and continued wonderings. It applies to a situation in which one cannot think and everything that they see doesn’t make sense to them and therefore they are affected by kwong’et and that you’re kwong’ot. Kwong’ot in the sense that you cannot make quick and conclusive decisions in what you see or do. This behavior can only be reprimanded by kemeto kwong’otet (leave wondering). To leave does not and should not mean to stop, but to leave Kwong’otet is significant to the attached portability of the word.

Abusan is synonymous to the word dumb, it is one of the Kale words that is oftenly used while referring to Kids misunderstanding of purpose and use. The context in which this word is occasionally applied is when a kid does not or he/she does not reason on certain things. Let say a kid climbs a tree and in the event falls, tears clothes or losses teeth, they will refer to them as being abusan, and that is the result of abusanatet, it won’t matter the damage because the kid has always been  abusan and he/she needs to stop the abusnatet. Repeated reference to Abusnatet can be a very demoralizing representation because a kid will otherwise perceive this as a disability and will grow knowing that he is abusan.

Chepiywet is another common word, with reasons not known, Chebiywet is common and not Kipiywet. Kip refers to men and Chep refers to a woman and the word is derived from iywek which refers to madness locally and in Psychology it is categorized Mental illness. This word is applied in behaviors that are happening shortly and are not physiological in nature. In order to understand the description of the same, consider this scenario:  a kid that jumps from place to place or desk to desk has a lot of iywek. The term can be quantified at times when a kid is very hyper and they will refer to chang (many) iywek. In my on view, Iywek is synonymous to Attention Deficit hyperactive disorder (ADHD) but the remedies differ. Iywek in Kales Kids is often treated with corporal punishments and more so canning which has demonstrated to be effective.

Catch up later…

A or B?

by Yego, posted in Others, Politics

 A or B?

I have told you over and over, but today I am writing to you again and I will do it again….

I beg you to listen again and again, read it over and over,

In any pretentious democracy like my own, there are two people.

A. The 0.8 % Political Tyrants dressed in sword and Authority,

With toughened Ligaments: To them they belong Money, corruption, land, tribalism, ethnicity, murder and robbery. Implicit Plutocracy.

B. The 99.2 % amazing hardworking citizens fighting for the droppings from the table of the kings.

To them belong Peace, love, hard work, heavy taxation, scarcity and heaven.

Glory belongs to the Hardworking.

By Kipkosgei Yego.

Part 2. From East Africa to USA: My friends I and The fog light.

by Yego, posted in Life, Trending

Melser..Part 2. From East Africa to USA: My friends I and The fog light.

As it is winning a race, the tales, tribulations, episodes and moments of desperations in life make a good inspirational story in the end. When you get to the finish line, you laugh instead of cry and begin to imagine how you ate the hills like the yams as Chinua Achebe once wrote in A Man of The People. You wanted to quit, but somewhere along the way you came along this person whom you kept waiting to see what he/she as or thinks.  You might have also received a message about a deal to be confirmed at a later date and all these kept you holding on.  I do not intend in this narration to ridicule my past or make holes on my trousers, but to shed light on the little things that make us who we are or yet to become. It is the little daily hopes, the occasional maybes or encouragement from a sister or brother that makes you stay tuned to the task. Those whom we shared a similar ending can attest to the relevance of this little hope, the undeleted emails, a pair of running shoes only kept for a Sunday walk and the undeleted foreign messages or numbers. The list goes on and on and I would want to continue, but I have a particular hope that is dear and specific to me and my two friends in the days gone. The FOG light.

We had been training as athletes in a small town of Kapsabet for quite some time and we had actually established a good rapport with a few business women around the shops. Within the limited time we had, we secured a discount on Samosas and also strike a good deal with fresh milk. Life was getting along very well: As time went by age was in and hope was diminishing and certainly we were almost rethinking otherwise about college and running. I believe there are “Angels among us” as Alabama sings, the closer we had gotten into the walls a small token of hope was presented to us. We became friends with this guy who had been to the States for many years and had just come to the country. How we used to engage ourselves, perhaps had a great impact in the new friendship. It was a perfect time, sort of symbiotic friendship, he had a brand new car in which he would often allow us to ride and it created a robust energy ‘to want’ and ‘to go for it’. We also secured a fair deal with the same person and he kept informing us that he was talking to his friends about our plans. We might not have understood the difficulty of these sort of  scenario, but what I came to realize was that the little hopes and waiting allowed us to mature and when the time come, not even the Embassy could resist. It is the FOG light.

Day in, day out on particular dates at about 7.30 pm or after the evening news, we were out on the road waiting for this guy to tell us what news he had for the day. For nearly 7 months we would wait for him with the hope that today could be the D- day. We mastered the uniqueness of his new Toyota premeo and all we could spot from a kilometer away was the Fog light. Today I can still hear myself say “that is him “and Phillip replying “does it have a fog light”. The fog light was the only hope to hold on to and to push ourselves to this far: it made us wait for a perfect time. Although, the waiting did not bear any fruits it reassured us about patience and time. I have learned to cherish those little moments and encourage those who will come after me to have something to look forward to daily. Listen to your instincts, they will teach you a means to an end you have desired to have and live.

The FOG Light.

Team Kamobo

 

From East Africa to USA: Things to get used to, thoughts to keep to yourself and words that mean otherwise.

by Yego, posted in Life

From East Africa to USA: Things to get used to, thoughts to keep to yourself and words that mean otherwise.

kimComing to America is quite an exciting and a challenging experience, especially if you’re from Africa. It digs deep into your imaginations, especially if you have a preconceived reality that does not and will not coincide with present physical reality. Like a child in the wonderland as Pythagoras puts, you never leave anything to chance, you inspect, double check, record and ask questions about everything. You are excited to see things that you otherwise thought they only exist in your homeland: I was amazed to see a crow and domestic doves that were in numbers in New York City. The journey is full of experience, wonders and awkward moments.  I will explore a few incidences that one should desist from, others to get use to and those that mean otherwise.

From the very first day, it’s wise to be very observant and be the last to take chances on things. Being observant means you get rid of those quare incidences where people stare at you while you walk past them. You will be quick to realize that you do not slam doors and if someone is following you it is etiquette to hold the door for them. It’s also very important to say thank you and sorry at almost all instances. This does not mean we in Africa do not have manners but have different ways of expressing the same, because we really don’t have our doors locked at all times. It’s also relevant to keep your comments until later times or years: honest unscreened compliments can be very insulting to some people in this other world and may call for a suit. In Africa it’s a credit to say you gaining weight or you are getting get fat, but here skinny means you are healthy and sexy. Mode of dressing is almost a 360 change based on weather and lifestyle, be quick to judge your moves because temptations can make you cross the road blindly. You might find yourself staring at girls/ladies/women dressed half-naked and in ladies making physical complements about guy’s physique i.e height, color, muscle tone and voice. It’s a different environment and certain morals in which we grow with totally do not apply across the water. It might not be wise to comply with the same if you are a typical Christian, which I absolutely presume you are, but just keep to yourself and retain the questions in your medulla. More often than not, you will come across a lot of mini fake – smiles, understand that in this side of the water, it doesn’t signal a ‘like’ and readiness for the first move.

Food, food! It is the most horrible mistake you will commit to your lovely tummy and you’re liable for a conviction. Across the water, there will be No more ugali, freshly cut meat, backyard green veggies and milk. I was lucky to find some beans, but they were sugary I guess it is what I have learned nowadays to be barbecue. Sukuma wiki becomes kale/ collards, but it will not come with matumbo as usual. Milk will be in plenty, but don’t ask from what species, it might have a weird taste at first, but blame it on your taste buds which you left at home. Folks will laugh at you because you want your milk hot or warm. Do what you have to do until you system is fully assimilated to these extremities,after all breast milk and cow milk is warm ;hey you are actually doing right. Save your brain from more wonders, everything that is liquid thereafter will be iced and you will soon be conforming.

There will be many times in which the word yeah accompanied with an incongruent smile will be relevant. As you begin to understand the American accent, you will begin to try and correct your own English to fit their way. Your English is standard and trying to twist it makes the conversation even worse, I guess as many have suggested the best way is to slow down and say one word after the other. Some words will shock you, for instance…’don’t say nothing to nobody’ which reasonably means don’t tell anybody, others will include…you was at home or I will go give me a sandwich. If you are a student it will be hard to catch up with the lecture, timetable, modes of grading, time and places. The college system in this side of the water is  designed to accommodate and lessen such worries about whether you’re going East or West, after all you’re a grown up and you will never tell the direction. It is not your problem, it is just that your point of reference is the Granary back at home and you always want to refer to East base of that mental image. . Your admission package comes with campus maps and building names.

As time goes by and if you are not the type that rolls with the majority, you will realize the fantasy of getting quick money and wealth is an illusion and that being a student you won’t get close to those dollars until you deviate from the normal  intended curve. You will be able to understand what was written years ago by Plato that “necessity is the mother of inventions”   and that which is extra-ordinary was an invention to curb a life and dead need, although some will be a mere luxury. Time will also change your perceptions that driving is a luxury and symbol of class but you will be able to realize that it is a basic need to families and a liability to a student.

Change as it has been worded is inevitable, not every change is to be consumed: perhaps most of it will be absorbed for conformity purposes and some will be a cover up of the emptiness or inability. As you adjust to the new world, learn to eat the fish your own style.

 

To be continued.

In The Name of Civilization.

by Yego, posted in Life

In the name of civilization…..

So it is a Friday afternoon and I am sitting in the parking lot of Walmart store; Walmart is a store or rather a supermarket where you can find anything and everything from food to furniture to vehicle spare parts. They also have extensive parking spaces and it is convenient for some folks to sit and idle for a little while after a long ride. Some choose to pull over these spots when they are lost in the streets to stop and refresh their memory. I chose this spot today because my friend is not quite familiar with this place and he only knew his way to the store. So I arrived here on time and I picked up a book to read a couple of pages as I listen to some music. After a few minutes one car pulled besides my car, a lady driving it. I presume from her look that she was anxiously waiting for something. Highlight the ‘SOMETHING’ because it is relevant to what I am going to unveil to you. It took a few minutes then a truck pull beside and a boy of about 5 years came  out from the back seat and his dad whom I confirm from how they boy called him followed him with a book bag. What really pinched me is how the boy gave a long hug to his dad and in between he stared to his mom with love and at the same time with a face that said “I love you both but why all this?” All his dad said was “See you on Sunday evening …… bye daddy I loves you”. Remember there was no exchange of words between the two parents.

My question is, how did we ended up here? What future is left for our children if they grow up in such unnecessary parental conflict and hate amongst parents. I would rather say they better stay in one place than to be taken as products of exchange for pleasure and company.