A LOVE AFFAIR WITH MY HOMELAND - KENYA

  “Doing what you like is freedom, liking what you do is happiness.”  – Frank Tyger. Today I'm off to Northwest Kenya. To the largest county in Kenya - Turkana. I have to go and view a plot in Kakuma for a Children's Centre. We fly off from Wilson Airport via Eldoret. After the routine security checks we sit in the departure lounge - yes the famous-squeezed-one with the fame of children crying. The flight is on time and we arrive safely in Eldoret. Then a 15 minutes stopover to drop and pickup other passengers. We take off for Lodwar in due time having sat in the squeezed seats of the Dash 800 aeroplane. This is a very different and scenic flight over Elgeyo Marakwet and West Pokot counties before entering Turkana. Several mountain ranges dot the country here. The skies are clear - not a good sign. There should be rain clouds all over - it is nearing the end of March and the rainy season should have hit by now. Global warming!! We in Kenya and generally all Africans

    IN UNITY IS STRENGTH The High School I went to was called Nairobi Technical High School - located in the Park Road area of the Northern suburbs of Nairobi. I studied there from Form 1 to Form 6 after which I went ahead to pursue studies in Architecture. Over the years we lost touch with classmates and school mates. At high school we had very special bonds amongst the students. There was a good mix of African and Asian students and an even better mix of those who were well off and a larger proportion of those who were leaning more towards being poor. Yet the human bonds were not affected by these divides. We lived, played, studied, suffered and enjoyed together. But the sickle of time mowed down our contacts and by the time I was at Uni; I had lost most of my connections from High School - apart from Kigondu - with whom we have been in touch and together ever since - thanks to God for this. So in the year 2018 or 2019 (I don't recall too well exactly when) - a numb