Cheers @Obsessive Ed!

Yup! Just a quick post to say ‘ahsante sana’ to the above mentioned extremely generous guy. He didn’t know the first thing about me but not only did he agree to give me a shout out on his blog, he went ahead and wrote a whole, may I just add completely legit, review! All together now… aaawwwsss! I browsed through quite a number of Kenyan blogs and this guy’s was one of the very few to catch my eye, you guys definitely need to check him out, he’s got quite the sarcastic yet totally honest writing flair!

Thanks again brother new number one fan right here! Can’t wait for your guest post!

asante sana

The Project…

This poem challenged me to no end, I hope it gets you thinking as much as it did me…

(Thanks to for sharing this gem)

THE PROJECT, By Robin Sharma

Within each of us lies The Project.

An idea longing to be nourished, cherished, launched and completed.

Writing a novel. Starting an enterprise. Raising a family. Freeing a nation.

Our deepest desire is to do The Project. To express our vision. To carefully and patiently watch it unfold. To present it to those who will benefit by it. And to experience the pride of the job beautifully done.

Yet, a million distractions battle for our attention. And one hundred doubts fill our hearts. And so slowly and subtly, we recite the excuses that construct our reality. And we shelve The Project. Postponing it for a better day.

But postponing The Project is life’s greatest lie.

Picasso and Basquiat, Einstein and Edison, Jobs and Jay-Z didn’t wait for an ideal day to do their dream. They started. When it was hard. Though they had little. While they were alone.

So many of the world’s troubles are symptoms of The Project undone.

Pain is the result of potential denied. And when you avoid The Project, you dishonour your gifts. Your Talents. Your Genius.

A portion of you goes numb. Silent. Quiet. Scared.

The moment you start The Project, everything shifts. Purpose, focus, passion and peace returns to your life. Eyes sparkle. Energy explodes. Inspiration flows. And your days become supported by coincidence, power and peak possibility.

This very day, the first of a fresh year–presents your greatest opportunity. To be a lion not a sheep. To walk with giants versus among the meek. To celebrate your best instead of succumbing to the worst. To lift others up versus tear others down. To pour creativity, mastery, courage and light into a world aching for marks of heroism.

So please, step up. Release all chains. Dispute all doubts. Start The Project. Do the dream. And change the world.

You are responsible for no less.


So here I am talking about one of the most common foods in East Africa, some Southern African countries like Zimbabwe and other places. Ugali (or Sima in some parts of Kenya and Sadza in Zimbabwe) is hard to describe to someone who hasn’t seen or eaten it so for now let’s go with the “ever reliable” wikipedia description: “ugali is a dish of maize flour (cornmeal) cooked with water to a porridge- or dough-like consistency”  (I did warn you it has to be seen to be understood!) Read More

Free Swahili lessons!

So I just hit the ‘100 likes’ mark the other day on my facebook page and of course am very very grateful. I thought of the best way to show some love to my readers/listeners/subscribers/followers and decided on giving away FREE in-depth Swahili lessons for 6 weeks to 2 lucky people (via skype of course).

Anybody of any proficiency level and from anywhere can put their name forward.

How it’s gonna work:

Leave a comment on this post or on my facebook page and for the shy ones you can e-mail me ( or send me a facebook message . In a month’s time, I will randomly pick 2 names by manually noting down all the names on little pieces of paper, mix them up and…you know the drill.

1 month left so good luck everyone! Kila la kheri! (And againasanteni sana!’)

Swahili Culture…

I thought I’d talk about the very fascinating culture that belongs to Swahili speakers. (mostly found in the Coastal areas of Tanzania & Kenya ). This is from my perspective as a Swahili speaker but not really a Swahili person. My dad actually comes from this beautiful mountainous place called Morogoro a.k.a. “Mji Kasoro Bahari” (The city minus an ocean). I shamelessly don’t speak my mother tongue and to be fair neither does my dad but it’s all good because half the people in Tanzania can’t speak their mother tongue, all they know is Swahili, thanks to our founding father Mwl. J.K. Anyways I do digress, on to the Swahili Culture… Read More

Did it…finally!


I created this space first of all to be able to share my lessons with my students and any other interested parties. I also wanted to share with the rest of the world all there is to know about the awesome Swahili culture, a big part of which is the Swahili language. Furthermore, I just wanted to express my thoughts without any inhibitions, (which would also include some occasional ranting!) Hopefully everyone on here has a good time and please feel free to share your thoughts, ideas, suggestions and all the rest of it. Let’s learn some language…or 2!