The C Word

“We have to recognise that there cannot be relationships unless there is commitment, unless there is loyalty, unless there is love, patience, persistence.”- Cornel West

Most of us understand that relationships grow through different stages and with time, the dynamics within a given relationship may also evolve. The stages are defined by the flow of feelings, challenges and opportunities that come with the relationship over time. In an ideal situation, a relationship should grow from one of mutual attraction and excitement, to one of mutual love, respect, trust and intimacy. However, many Eves and Adams (mostly Eves) get lost somewhere along these evolving stages of the relationship. Sometimes I think it mostly boils down to what Eve and Adam think commitment means and what they expect of each other when it comes to commitment.

What does it mean when people say or think they are in a committed relationship after all? I was reading an article once about whether “exclusively dating” means the same as committing to someone. I found an analogy that the writer used quite interesting; he said that “if I’m in an exclusive relationship, I can lie on the couch while she does stuff with her family. If I’m committed, I’m doing that stuff with her family.”  According to him, a committed relationship is where Eve and Adam have been going out for a significant amount of time (may be 6 months or more), they have met each other’s family members and best friends, they have unspoken expectations which they fulfil for each other and they’re living together in some one form or another, even if they have not necessarily moved in together. Well, if only it would so easy as to tick those four boxes…………..and I wondered whether the Eve he would be dating would have the same idea of what commitment is.

Commitment is about making a relationship healthy and strong. It is about acknowledging that you like the relationship that you have and that you have the willingness to do what it takes to make it work. It means being able to recognize that relationships are not always a smooth ride: as individuals, we have different personalities, needs, emotional maturity, lifestyles, thinking processes and expectations. Commitment is about knowing that when we come together with all these different things, we will have to make compromises and adjustments in order to make the relationship work.

Commitment is about being able to communicate what we want in a relationship. Many challenges relating to commitment often arise when Eve and Adam have been seeing each other for some time without having communicated about what they expect from the relationship; sometimes because we are so busy enjoying ourselves especially during the nimbus or romance stage, we are often too willing to let things just flow and sometimes, this can lead to dilemmas later on when Eve and Adam find out that they are not necessarily headed in the same direction.

Commitment is about action. When we start off on relationships, many of us usually have our heads up in the clouds, building castles and having day dreams about what the relationship is actually like and what it will be like in the future. Whether or not we are in a committed relationship forces us to realize that we cannot entirely rely on the endorphins pumping through our bodies but that we need look at what actions are actually being taken in the relationship – either to make it work or to take it to that next level. When those instances of differences and disappointment arise, commitment is about how you learn how to communicate and resolve conflict with the other person effectively, which is an important skill if you want your relationship to survive and thrive and for which a couple has to make time for.

Commitment is about mutuality – mutual love, respect, trust and happiness. It also means mutuality of understanding – to many Eves and Adams, commitment in relationship is usually considered to be synonymous with fidelity, marriage/settling down and monogamy but for some Eves and Adams, that may not necessarily be the case so it is important to understand that what Eve and Adam want from each other and more importantly, that this has been communicated.

Commitment is not about fear of the unknown. It is about knowing yourself, getting to know the person that you are with, accepting them with all their virtues and shortcomings and coming to the decision that you and your significant other want to take into the long haul.

Commitment is about recognizing that we must be committed to the process of making a relationship thrive, survive and stabilize – often times we are more committed to the idea of the outcome of what a committed relationship can bring into our lives and not enough about the process of how all that comes to be.

What does the C word mean to you?

Have a good week.

By Joyce

Be Thankful

Lately, I have been reflecting a lot about being thankful. Thankfulness means ‘awareness or appreciative of a benefit’, it also means being grateful. I thought about the number of times I have found myself or that we all sometimes find ourselves in surrounded by pessimism or ‘mountains of life’ such that we forget to be thankful, grateful or appreciative of where we are, who we are or even where we are not. I mean, think about it: life with all its high and low moments – and it has the capacity to dish these out in haphazard fashion – is beautiful. There are so many things around us that remind us that there are many things that we ought to be grateful about. I think about trials, and tribulations and temptations (yes, these are many! ),but when I think about all the positives: my friends, my family, my circumstances, I realize (even more now) that the negatives pale in ‘weight/ strength’ and I should make conscious effort to be thankful.

So right now, I will tell you that I am thankful, for I have just come out of a bad, bad winter in my location; I am so thankful that it is over and I survived! Actually, when I was coming here, I was mentally prepared (maybe over prepared) for the weather because everyone talked about it; I ended up buying so many winter clothes, way more than I needed. I got here and winter was harsh; in fact, this was my first time to see the ground, trees, cars in the parking lot, all covered with snow and the inside of a building so cold that your fingers freeze! And I am thankful that I did not fall sick, I took everything in stride and now, winter is gone, the flowers have blossomed, and the roses especially look great!

I think about relationships – of course!- how we are all excited when we get into one, and then when weather elements are unleashed on us, we tend to forget that this is life, it will shore on us in dramatic fashions and other times; it will pleasantly surprise us, and with all these moments of joy, punctuated by moments of gloom, we will live it. This now reminds me of how last week, Joyce moved us with Saccharine, so good, full of emotion, human feeling and hope, even @Mahegoat obliged! hahahha. This is the point where I exclaim, “Life is beautiful!” By the way, this is the same Joyce who wrote about ‘the Ode’, after going through a completely opposite experience – this same life showed her that there is a lot to be thankful about. I think at this point, she needs to tell us what she is thankful for! But I guess this ‘saccharine phase’ has proved that she can be SWEPT off her feet – both feet , so we might need her to get back to earth, before we get an answer!

So today, I will try and reflect on some not so high moments in relationships, which normally happen (not to all of us of course!) and we should actually be thankful about. OK, now you are frowning wondering why you should be thankful that an Adam (who you should by now know is a loser) left you without an explanation, and never contacted you again, because now you know for sure, it was not meant to be; if he left you then, he would have left you in future anyway. The best predictor of future behavior is relevant past behavior. I did not say it, it is Dr. Phil who said that, and I believe him. Be thankful for that Eve who refused to pick up your call, because at least if nothing else, you did not invest your emotions and even finances (maybe you would have taken her to Shompole’s hehehe). Yes, you were hurt, but you moved on, and hopefully, now you are more focused, you have a pretty good idea about how a good Eve should treat you – hopefully you learnt something from that.

Be thankful for that shocking discovery that you made about your significant other, because it made you realize that you have different values and priorities. OK,now you are wondering what I am talking about. Well, it can be something as small as a conversation he/she had with a confidant and you somehow “stumbled” on some incriminating EVIDENCE that they were not what they claimed to be, you hurt like hell, but I imagine that that discovery helped you to make a decision based on facts and not on intuition, right?

Be thankful for that incident that happened when you were together, when you needed someone to be there for you, but you supposed significant other was not, and although it may have shocked you or maybe hurt you so deeply, you at least were able to decide that, maybe after all, the person does not represent “your rock” (isn’t that what your other half is supposed to be?). I know you think this one is far-fetched  but haven’t you heard of Eves who desert Adam as soon as he loses his job and hence can’t finance those getaways anymore?

Be thankful for that miscarriage, OK, for that master plan which aborted; you made a plan, you clearly seemed to articulate what you both wanted or needed from the relationship, he or she checked out of your life and although at first it was hard to fathom, it made you to appreciate the fact that you need consistent people around you. Be thankful for the mistakes. There are certain things in life where you know it is a mistake only after you have made it. I think we can be thankful, if we make that mistake, accept that it was a mistake, learn from it and in future, recognize it and not repeat it by learning from experience. So we can be thankful for those as well!

Finally, I conclude by quoting someone unknown: “life is like a camera, just focus on what’s important and capture the good times, develop from the negatives and if things do not work out, take another shot.”

What are you thankful about?

Have a good week!

By Fridah.

Saccharine

I had always dreamt of having an encounter like this. In almost every woman’s head (men I am told have two heads so I can only speak to one-headedness ), there is a dream, reverie or fantasy of an encounter that she would like to have – with a man. Of course in that reverie, there is always the idea of how the man she will have the encounter with will be like: how he looks, how he carries himself, how he speaks and especially how he speaks to her, how he treats her, when they are alone and in the company of others, what he knows, what his interests are,  his sense of humor, what attributes of his character will draw her to him and so on…..you get the drift – basically Eve has this down to the molecular formula because the levels of chemistry that are expected to rise and be sustained are no algebraic child’s play.

So when I met him, nothing could have prepared me for the encounter. For when I met him, this reverie of mine had been stacked away in the zones in my mind that would probably fall under the final laps of the alphabet which would have taken a very patient librarian to retrieve. Luckily, I didn’t need the librarian because my encounter with him slowly registered with the mental retrieval that was taking place in my head. It was like I knew him from somewhere but it was only because I had met this present as a feature of my future in my mental past.

In my mind, I dreamt that I would be deeply attracted by his intellect; I would be intrigued by our shared intellectual interests and by the diversity of those interests so that we could learn from each other and also agree to disagree when that needed to be the case. And when I encountered him I was not disappointed – I was particularly enchanted by the fact that we both had an appreciation for the poetic word that we could find expressed in various media; here was the man I could go with to a slam poetry night, a play, a concert or have conversations about books that led to exchange of thoughts on different subjects, to comparisons of opinions and symbiotic enlightenment. This was a Matrix connection for me.

I loved the way he carried himself, with quiet dignity and confidence that gave off not even an iota of arrogance. In fact, his presence was almost unassuming – he didn’t speak to prove himself in the presence of others but was like a jewel revealed when we were in each other’s company. I loved the way he spoke to me, the way he looked at me when he spoke to me. The way to a woman’s heart is much about the way a man treats her – and oh boy! did I not wholeheartedly embrace the way he treated me – with care, respect and dignity. He left very little window to doubt how immensely he cared for me – in fact, I think this man had mastered the art of caring so much that he knew not to allow seeds of doubt to even sow the idea of germinating.

That he fitted the bill of my reverie leaves me to feel a lot of things – to feel a contentedness that is just whole; to feel the beautiful queasiness that comes with butterflies filling your stomach, the lightheadedness that comes with emotions welling from deep within you and you wonder if your blood has suddenly thinned or whether all your red and white blood cells are busy jumping hoops. Most of all, I love the feeling that he’s brought along and sustained – that there is such a thing as meeting someone with whom you have a mental and physical connection that blows your mind. That what can be seemingly appear to be elusive or a falsehood is actually possible – falling in love.

And I don’t want to let this feeling go.

By Joyce

Random Musings, Second Edition.

For sure these are random musings again, so Mahegoat, sit down! I am borrowing from Biko - a celebrated writer and the king of blogging – when he knows he is up to a post which might not make a section of high school (a name he uses to fondly refer to his blog) happy, he tells them to “sit down”. You know a couple of times, I have experienced the wrath of Mahegoat; he has near rioted, telling me that the post does not meet the threshold. One time he said that he reads Project 44 because it makes him miss being in relationship sometimes. And we all now know that even if he tries to appear all ‘macho’, he has not ruled out the possibility of being a relationship. Then there is Wangari, our other avid reader, who when I blogged about my beloved animals, asked “What is it with Fridah and goats?” So, Wangari, sit down as well! This is about a cow, a goat and a kid.

Last month I was in the village and I am happy to announce (like anyone cares) that the animals have reproduced! A kid has been born, ‘cuddle lover’ – my beautiful goat which I blogged about a while ago – is a mother. The kid is black, and was named Kamwana’- long before I arrived in the village. Then there is the ‘grade’ cow which has a very healthy and nice looking calf who has been named ‘Zawadi’ and although there are other cows in the shed, this one is particularly loved because it produces and is generally a cow of good temperament. The brown goat (has remained nameless) which loved to eat and we all thought it was pregnant turned out not to be carrying anything! – I felt deceived after feeding all the supplements meant to build the kid’s (which I thought she was carrying) bones.

The ‘Kienyeji’ (free range) chickens too have increased! I am amazed, they surprised me for they have withstood the squirrels, illnesses and disease and keep reproducing. Joyce came to the village and I fed her, not one, but two of those chickens . By the time I was leaving, one had hatched 8 chicks. I can only hope that they will all survive. Anyway, so I went home, very excited at the new developments, excitedly lifted Kamwana and lo! , the poor kid was full of fleas! I was devastated; the following day, I went to the vet store and bought some powder, which I was advised to dust the shed and animals with. I did exactly that and soon enough, the kid was happier, definitely more relieved from the itching; as evidenced by how she leaped all over the compound. Kamwana is strange; unlike its mum who loved cuddles when she was young, Kamwana does not care for cuddles; although the mum is also now all grown up, and all she wants these days is illicit feed – flour (I am told goats should not eat flour) – and to let her kid suckle.

Of course taking care of these animals is fun but demanding – they need animal feed and supplements to keep them healthy and productive etc. I miss them when I am away, and when I am near them, realize how demanding they are; they sometimes disappoint me by eating my flowers, and refusing to get pregnant like the brown goat hehhehe. They also fail to meet expectations like the ‘grade cow’ which looked very happy and healthy while pregnant and I thought the production would be super high, but she did not meet those expectations – although the level is acceptable.

So my love for my animals has taught me many things, hence my musings. They taught me that whilst you might put in quite a lot, it doesn’t mean you will always get your efforts’ worth. They have taught me that sometimes, I need to temper my expectations – more realistically to say “you will get a raw deal sometimes”. They have also taught me that, it is not always about me, I have them around me, I must take care of them and factor them in my plans. For example, sometimes, I tether the goats (yes, Wangari, the goats) in the compound, and it starts to rain and we are all far from home, and I think about them and how they will be drenched by the time we get home. But with all these highs and lows, they have taught me that you never give up, you keep trying, and you hope and have faith that somehow, it is worth it and continue to be devoted. They have also taught me that you cannot invest for ever – case in point is that at some point we decided to dispose of one cow, because after all the efforts, it was not going to meet the expectations and in the long run, it was a liability and the decision to dispose it, even though we all loved it, was unanimous.

Don’t our relationships mirror the farmer–animal relationship at times? Whether with our families, friends or to matters closer to this blog – relationships between Adam and Eve. I mean, we get into relationships with expectations, and we hope that our significant other will meet those expectations, or at least make effort to. Like the farmer, with the feed and minerals, the dusting powder, the jabs from the vet, we give and nurture and ensure that our end of the bargain is met. Even when production fails, the farmer keeps hope alive, just the way we do when our relationships seem to falter – we keep hope alive and hope that we will weather the storms. We do not let them go or give up at the first instant of a fight or misunderstanding; we do not judge them or should not judge them too quickly because they have failed to meet our expectations or seem to not have a grasp of their end of the bargain. And no, we do not brandish in their (our significant others) faces how they have faltered or how they are scoring zero on our wall. Stop raising eyes brows now, I know this actually take a conscious effort. In equal measure, don’t our significant others take us by surprise sometimes, surpassing our expectations and just amazing us?

I have also been reminded of something equally import, just like the farmer, that there is need to gauge between input and output. I know this is controversial when it comes to relationships, but actually it shouldn’t be – because this is the nature of man (and woman) – to expect – so truth be told, one can only put so much effort, but if the other party is not reciprocating, and the only constant is that expectations are not met (it is up to the person to decide what is realistic in their relationship and what isn’t), then surely, it does not make sense to keep going especially if all avenues have been exhausted and all pointers are that you will always be left feeling that you have the short end of the stick.

Therefore, there should be some kind of bench mark; the minimum that should be met  and this varies from person to person. If this is not happening, then one is left with one option: to ‘dispose’ and chart a new path. Although I am not sure what he was referring to, I agree with Stephen R. Donaldson who said that “It is wrong to ask for more than you give freely. In this way, we come to resemble what we hate.”

 By Fridah

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On matters blogging, some of you have read Biko’s amazing blog. Finally, (I do not know why it took so long), he has been nominated in this year’s Bloggers Association of Kenya (BAKE) awards in the best creative writing blog category. So, if you like his creativity, go there and vote for him and let’s celebrate the writer!

 Have a good week ahead.

Project 44

How Well Do You Know Him/Her?

I attended a bridal shower of a friend, a respectable one . No male strippers or anything like that, just a bunch of young women having fun and sending off their dear one to the matrimonial land. As it happens in many of these parties, we played the game where the bride had to answer questions about the groom, to test how well she really knows him. Of course, for every question she got right, we cheered her on and for every question she got wrong, she had to take a shot of something quite strong that would eventually go to her head and make her knees all wobbly and her speech slurred. Now, the trick in this case was that the groom had actually provided quite a number of ‘wrong’ answers so that the bride got so many of them wrong even though she was right. She was cross but took it all in good humor – it was a lot of fun and that was the point of it all.

Well, outside of this fun part, if one is asked questions about their partner, especially a few days before getting married and one gets them wrong, then this can rattle some nerves and raise some eyebrows. It is said that how well you know your partner is a testament to how good your relationship. If you have a good relationship then it means that each partner feels free in the company of the other and they will share things about themselves and also be themselves in the presence of each other because they feel accepted – virtues, insecurities and all.

It is not uncommon to hear of relationships where partners do not seem to know each other or instances where you may hear something about your partner from someone else whereas you feel you should be in a position to have had knowledge of this. Of course, this depends a lot on the stage of the relationship or union that you are in. If you have only just began dating, then you will excuse yourself (and you will be excused) if you do not know about some habits or characteristics of your partner – after all, you are only getting to know each other. However, if you have been married for some years, then it is expected that you will know a lot including the snoring pattern of your spouse (yes, how many heaves and grunts). I have heard stories about people who wake up sometimes and look at partner and wonder, not why they are married to him/her but who this person next to them really is: bad breath, overnight drool at the side of the mouth and farting under the blankets. I guess these are a lot of things that couples have to put up with……

It does happen that sometimes people date for a period of time and it is only when they are making nuptial plans or when they move in together that they seem to discover a whole other side to their partner. Often times, this whole other side comes as a surprise because tendencies or habits or beliefs that you did not know about your partner are inevitably displayed. Few are pleasant surprises; many are usually off-putting and can lead to questions or doubts about compatibility and long term plans with the said partner. A friend of mine married a fine girl and when I went to visit their home the first time, I asked him how he was taking married life. He told me that married life requires a lot of patience because even the littlest of things that you discover about your partner when you start living together can drive you up the wall. Believe it or not, he was put off by the fact that she did not press the toothpaste tube from the base and would press it from the top and she was always left her toothbrush lying on the top of the sink instead of placing it in the holder. I looked at him amusedly and he knew I was giving him that ‘really?’ look and then told me that sometimes these small things can make a big difference. I concluded that he was the pedantic sort and she wasn’t – they say opposites attract, right? heheheh

I think that sometimes when we are in relationships, people tend to assume things about their partner. This is especially when you are getting along so well; there is a tendency for people to assume at times that their partner likes the same things or has the same habits as them and forget to give enough time to really getting to know each other. It is true that in some instances, you may never know your partner 100% but if you are married to and/or living with them, then a score of 90% should be the least one would expect should they be woken up at midnight with a pop-quiz .This includes knowing even silly things about them, because at the end of the day, these supposedly ‘small things’ can tear you apart; things like squeezing the toothpaste tube or not having a clear plan about where to place various items and of course the really irritating stuff such as brushing his teeth early in the morning whilst making sounds which make you wonder if he is at war with his throat.

At the least, Eve should know Adam’s shoe size .

How well do you know him/her?

By Joyce

Jupiter

“You have to open up to the world and learn optimism…Contentment with the past, happiness with the present, and hope for the future. Learned optimism.”- Jennifer  Crusie

So this is what is going to happen here today, I will borrow a leaf from @Munene Gangi, be vulnerable, and blog about myself; not random musings – I promise – I  do not want @Mahegoat to come back and yell at me like he did a while ago.

They say that for every door that closes, there is an open window and someone is encouraged to look at the window and not lament about the door that is shut. But let’s face it, it can be hard to recognize the window – let alone realize that it is open – when a door closes and all you hear is the sound of double latching after it has closed. I am talking about the end of a relationship. You see, when you have invested your all to build a relationship and then it does not work, it is not only your ego that takes a beating, the heart is left numb and sore. Remember the ode? Sometimes it feels like your heart has been ripped off your chest and someone has trampled on it over and over again.

I can only hope I am with people who have experienced this because now, I feel like there are people out making faces asking “Now, where is Fridah going with all this?”:) Come on! You know some of these break-ups can be bizarre; you cannot make head, tail or torso of what is going on. But I have to say that if you have been through one break-up, the subsequent ones do not  hurt as bad, right? These unforgiving life experiences teach you that we are all fallible, we will make mistakes, your significant other is not the Almighty, hence will make mistakes; and when you realize this, sometimes it helps to gather yourself and move on.

So, a while ago, I went through a break-up. Like the post titled ‘The Song’, I was handed a new song, and honestly, I did not know how to ‘sing’ and I did not want to ‘sing’ that particular ‘song’. Some of these dark moments can be difficult to navigate! I have learnt that even when someone tries to remain afloat – getting on with daily life – even in the smiles and everyday chores, those who know you can still see the pain. And they will probe hard, wanting to know how you are holding up (if they know what you are going through) or why you “do not look yourself” (if they are aware of the kind of “incoherence” that has been unleashed on you. Good thing is that nothing lasts forever, light shines in the darkness!

My light came in the form of an old friend; I met this guy back in 2007, we had an instant connection, we became good friends but somehow, we knew that there was nothing much we could do with that connection. We were both clear about where we wanted to go in the next years; we were both going to be in different continents over a period of time. So we kept in touch, random emails and chats online but nothing serious. This communication would be punctuated by long periods of silence but also sometimes very random but meaningful communication. Of course in between, we met other people who caught our fancy, and we would talk about it but not details – everyone leading their life, pursuing their dream.

So you get why his random phone call, just a few weeks after a break-up is hence forth called the light. It was late at night, I had begun to see why the relationship in question had to come to an end and I have to say, I was beginning to step into a good place emotionally, my heartfelt lighter. So we talked, caught up and from then on, we exchanged texts, flirted like little kids but nothing specific. Soon, we were reconnected, and somehow, we were both aware of the feelings or are they emotions? It felt nice, natural and unforced. We had both evolve in more ways than one, kind of in a good zone as far as our goals were concerned and could tell that there was inner peace and sense of accomplishment. Distance was still a challenge, at this time I was in Kenya he was all over the seas of this world - sailing.

Sailor: I am coming home soon and I can’t wait to see you

Me: “Me too! When are you coming?”

Sailor: “In about one week and will come up to the village and meet you”

Me: “Wait, wait, my mum will see you and exclaim “My Lord liveth!”

Laughter

Sailor: “Why would she say that?” More laughter.

Me: “Because if you come home, she will say you are the man that she has been praying for”

Sailor:  “I believe I am”

Me:  Giggle

Sailor: “Come on! You know the only reason why we are not together is not because we did not fancy each other; it is because we were at different points in our lives. Now we are both in a good place, I would like us to meet and have a chat about it, see if we can make our paths cross because sometimes you have to make things happen.”

No, my  knees did not  go weak, neither did my palms start to sweat; my heart continued beating, I guess because I was not sure what was going on. Why? you may ask. Well, I think when you have been through all kind of FOG, which includes being in relationships where you gave your all and the guy still metamorphosed into a weatherman, then you look around and hear “Adams are not willing to make commitment, they are normally led to the altar like sheep, kicking and screaming”, then you sort of believe that maybe I should make my own slaughter house and lead one of them there!

See, this guy sort of debunked all those myths about Adams not wanting to get committed and Eve has been made to believe that she must ‘fight’, beg even, for some attention and some kind of commitment from Adam. This is why I felt like I was not on this earth, like I had been   launched into emhmmmhh ……..into Jupiter; that other planet where Adams are actually coherent, say what they want without making Eve feel like she needs to prove her worth or pass some rigorous interviews and tests.

After this chat with the sailor, I got on my Whatsapp and texted Joyce. I sent her a smile and she asks me what I am smiling about. I tell her “Jupiter”. She laughs and asks me what exactly it meant. I explained, she sends a smiley “rolling on the floor” and says, that is another code word added to our long list of stupid niceties in life. Then she quips, “So there are Adams who talks like that?” Then sends another ‘rolling on the floor’ smiley. Don’t you just love these friends, people who laugh or find beauty in little things in life?

Do not be fooled, Eves ( and even Adams), there are people out there, not necessarily in Jupiter but right here on this planet where we live and walk, who actually “talk like that” as in they want and plan stuff. This will probably make sense only to people who want some kind of commitment or relationships with some kind of clarity. So next time you are hanging around someone who is not clear about what they want, will not discuss anything in detail, and seems a bit allergic to long terms plans, then unless you are looking for temporal stuff, just look at them in the eye and tell them that you are heading to ‘Jupiter!’

Part two of this story will follow .

Have a good week

By Fridah

Message of Peace and Goodwill to all Kenyans

“A vote is like a rifle: its usefulness depends upon the character of the user.” -Theodore Roosevelt

Today is an important day in the history of our nation – we go to the ballot to elect our leaders. Politicians have traversed every corner of our beautiful country, telling Kenyans why they are best suited for the job. By and large, there has been peace during the electioneering process and every indication is that Kenyans have come of age; we have learnt from our experiences and mistakes of the past. We say “never again!”

We send our love and message of peace and goodwill to all Kenyans, our brothers and sisters and fans here at Project 44.

Let there be peace during and after these elections.

God Bless Kenya!

By Project 44