Valentine's day is just hours away....
Red fills the air and shops wrap gift bouquets for lovers......
I think its too much pressure, especially when love is the last thing you are feeling.....
This reminds me of valentines when i was in first year at moi university and everyone was or seemed or pretended to be in love.
Chocolates made their rounds to every one's room save mine. I ended up stealing Jane's cadbury's milk bars displayed on her reading table and dissapeared before she came back from her date.....picture this i have gone to visit a sister soul to while away the lonely supposedly "love evening" and whilst there i find her date came showered her with chocolates and whisked her away...........
looking back, i really think its a lot of pressure, and i can almost bet there are so many people who dread the love day as it is a reminder of their lonely status....
yet love lingers around us in many subtle ways, if we keenly observe we will see it sipping into our lives through caring friends and family who might not splash red and lush gifts but in caring words and actions love us.
I hope i can be part of the friends and family that love you in myriad ways, expressed and lived out. And am happy knowing that love is here with me.Valentines or not
Happy valentines.
G
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
2010
Just realized, am running the risk of not having posted something in January and 2010 i am hoping to be a better writer.
I am not big on setting targets because in the past,the same has backfired in my face. If you are a dreamer like me, you love setting goals and objectives and will usually have a list of things to do. However the execution bit is not as easy. A little cajoling, a little push and encouragement from friends helps go a long way.
I bought a computer last December, she is called "maluk". Her cousin who's older by like a month is called "Malik" .
My Small sister Sunflower is an artist and got Malik, in order to do her graphics and art stuff.
I got Maluk to pursue more writing. Am easy on myself though i expect serious results by mid year.
So Sunflower and Malik are an encouragement to Maluk and i to be steadfast in our art 2010.
We look for inspirations and prompts everywhere whether it will end up splashed in a canvas or art gallery or in a talai blog, artisitc endeavours is what 2010 will be made of.
I am not big on setting targets because in the past,the same has backfired in my face. If you are a dreamer like me, you love setting goals and objectives and will usually have a list of things to do. However the execution bit is not as easy. A little cajoling, a little push and encouragement from friends helps go a long way.
I bought a computer last December, she is called "maluk". Her cousin who's older by like a month is called "Malik" .
My Small sister Sunflower is an artist and got Malik, in order to do her graphics and art stuff.
I got Maluk to pursue more writing. Am easy on myself though i expect serious results by mid year.
So Sunflower and Malik are an encouragement to Maluk and i to be steadfast in our art 2010.
We look for inspirations and prompts everywhere whether it will end up splashed in a canvas or art gallery or in a talai blog, artisitc endeavours is what 2010 will be made of.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Christmas is here!
Amazing how Christmas evolves as you grow older.
As a young gal, Christmas was my favourite season, partly because the school holiday was two weeks longer than the usual four week holiday in April and August. I could therefore do myriad things.
The first stop was visiting my grandma who lived ten kilometers away in the country side called Sironoi,that season had a lot of wild fruits and as we looked after her cows we feasted on those fruits which were rare and only found in Sironoi.
Then there was the initiates called "torushek' boys and girls going through the circumcision rites and hidden in the bushes. The girl torusheks wouldnt come out at all, you would just hear them singing softly. If you were lucky one of your friends having a torushek sibling would be sent to deliver food and you would accompany them to some designated point where you leave the food and sing a song to alert that "food is here" then vanish. Their chaperones would come shortly and pick them.
The boy torushek were not a joke, they would be heard singing tirelessly all day long with an accompanying horn callerd "kuryombu". In the course of the day , the torushek would go bird hunting, to the river or just wander or take a walk and anyone in their path had to run, their chaperones called "matirenik" younger men so to speak had long whips to scare anyone on the path that the torushek would use. Sometimes if you were unlucky and didn't hear the kuryombu a lash across your back would land, not us little gals though, we were so fast you wouldnt catch us. Not to mention we wanted to peep at the mysterious torushek clad in sisal skirts,sisal crowns and all the body painted white with ashes, they however walked with their heads bent, you wouldn't see their faces, its just from their height that you would guess their identity.
The initiates would stay in the bush for about four weeks then they would have a ceremony to welcome them back to the community now as men and women.
I would visit with grandma for a week, if i was lucky two then be back home "Mosop" in time to practice the christmas carols at sundayschool.
Sometimes my cousins would visit us and it was a lot of fun taking them around, showing my town and mostl likely a visit to grandma's again.
My grandma was very generous and every time you went visiting a few chicken would be slaughtered. She also had very fine recipes of cassavas and pea nuts and some concotion made of maize meal left crust called "kerunyek". She had three gigantic lemon trees, and we wouldhelpher sell the lemons by climbing high and pick the fruits, a sizable commission was the norm. This was a welcome motivation amidst the thorns in the lemon tree
That was one aspect of my childhood Christmas i miss,my grandma is very old and now lives with my parents in Mosop,whenever i visit her i get that hapy-little-gal feeling.
How was your christmas season like?
G
As a young gal, Christmas was my favourite season, partly because the school holiday was two weeks longer than the usual four week holiday in April and August. I could therefore do myriad things.
The first stop was visiting my grandma who lived ten kilometers away in the country side called Sironoi,that season had a lot of wild fruits and as we looked after her cows we feasted on those fruits which were rare and only found in Sironoi.
Then there was the initiates called "torushek' boys and girls going through the circumcision rites and hidden in the bushes. The girl torusheks wouldnt come out at all, you would just hear them singing softly. If you were lucky one of your friends having a torushek sibling would be sent to deliver food and you would accompany them to some designated point where you leave the food and sing a song to alert that "food is here" then vanish. Their chaperones would come shortly and pick them.
The boy torushek were not a joke, they would be heard singing tirelessly all day long with an accompanying horn callerd "kuryombu". In the course of the day , the torushek would go bird hunting, to the river or just wander or take a walk and anyone in their path had to run, their chaperones called "matirenik" younger men so to speak had long whips to scare anyone on the path that the torushek would use. Sometimes if you were unlucky and didn't hear the kuryombu a lash across your back would land, not us little gals though, we were so fast you wouldnt catch us. Not to mention we wanted to peep at the mysterious torushek clad in sisal skirts,sisal crowns and all the body painted white with ashes, they however walked with their heads bent, you wouldn't see their faces, its just from their height that you would guess their identity.
The initiates would stay in the bush for about four weeks then they would have a ceremony to welcome them back to the community now as men and women.
I would visit with grandma for a week, if i was lucky two then be back home "Mosop" in time to practice the christmas carols at sundayschool.
Sometimes my cousins would visit us and it was a lot of fun taking them around, showing my town and mostl likely a visit to grandma's again.
My grandma was very generous and every time you went visiting a few chicken would be slaughtered. She also had very fine recipes of cassavas and pea nuts and some concotion made of maize meal left crust called "kerunyek". She had three gigantic lemon trees, and we wouldhelpher sell the lemons by climbing high and pick the fruits, a sizable commission was the norm. This was a welcome motivation amidst the thorns in the lemon tree
That was one aspect of my childhood Christmas i miss,my grandma is very old and now lives with my parents in Mosop,whenever i visit her i get that hapy-little-gal feeling.
How was your christmas season like?
G
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Talai
I know you might be wondering who Talai is.
Actually, Talai is my tugen clan name, and all women are called by their patrilineal clan name.
Talai is special, because is means gentle- something i would love to be true about me. It does not however mean being stepped on and inferior. It is sort of like horse power, so gentle yet powerful.
So my sisters and cousins too are called Talai, and true to it,they are gentle doves soaring high.
Actually, Talai is my tugen clan name, and all women are called by their patrilineal clan name.
Talai is special, because is means gentle- something i would love to be true about me. It does not however mean being stepped on and inferior. It is sort of like horse power, so gentle yet powerful.
So my sisters and cousins too are called Talai, and true to it,they are gentle doves soaring high.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Alpha post!
Finally!
my blog is here- will be sharing random thoughts with you as often as i can.
Feel free to share your thoughts too and lets see how this rolls out.
G
my blog is here- will be sharing random thoughts with you as often as i can.
Feel free to share your thoughts too and lets see how this rolls out.
G
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