Life

I tag you in this note as my friend. and you are not just friend for friendship sake; but for the little but important part you played in making a better Murugami in the year 2009. I may not know each of you in person but in the way I know you, there is a part of me you influenced. This list has been prepared in no specific order. What is important is that you are a part of who I can call ‘My best friends-2009 and beyond”. Each one of you is unique and provided me with a different aspect about life. I am happy I have a mosaic of what an ordinary person would ever wish for in friends. I may not group you into any category, nor can I classify you in any way. I never cared which tribe you belong to nor did I care so much about your leanings in politics. I appreciated you all, the profession in which you are in not counting much. All I cared for was a friend I could learn from. And I am so happy for the invaluable lessons. We are now inseparably woven together by a common destiny-to be t...

This note best addresses those born prior to 1986!! We survived being born to mothers who took aspirin and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies on a mattress on the floor not baby cribs covered with bright colored leso. To be put to sleep you were carried on the back tied with a leso and not put on rocking baby cribs or wheeled around on baby cycles till one got dizzy and opted to sleep. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets. When we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took climbing walls, trees and posts. As infants and children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. The matatus those days were the seven aside type (pick ups) so riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from anywhere; from the river, lake, rainwater that collected in the ndoo; the garden hose, directly from the ...

Every day is always a challenge. There are a lot of expectations each of one of us wants to fulfill. There are a lot of dreams we want to make a reality. Perhaps we do what we do as a result of pressure from other quarters. You want to make more money so that you can be like your friend. You want to be seen with a handsome man or with a beautiful lady just because your best friend managed to pull a surprise! You want to study in some prestigious university not because you believe in the philosophy of that institution but just for the sake of ill advised legacy to your clan. Or perhaps, you have completed your college degree and now you want to push for masters, not because you are objective enough but because you want to scary the neighbors. But when I look at all things we do, I come to realize that this is just the story of life. It is that story of life that makes us who we are. Sometimes we hate not because we want to but because it is human enough to do so. In other words, it is...