July 14, 2008
It is 5.20 pm, on a Monday afternoon. I am comfortably sitted on my bed with a small box of cereal, looking out to the shyte weather. As I listen to the radio , I have one reoccurring thought . Why is it that every Kenyan radio station is the same- they play the same darned songs, and they all copy each other in terms of topics and have no personality whatsoever.
I am tired of listening to presenters announcing that the song is new when they have been playing the song for like a month, and their sumuni’s worth of advice on relationships. How does any sensible person support a chic’s vibe of going to FIDA , all because she was dumped and the man started to date another woman. Chic doesn’t even have a ring!! madness!
SN is off relationships. Why? Just because she wants to. I’m yet to find some fresh meat, that looks and is appetizing and flavorful. (And before all the Kenyan male crusaders go complaining that I am referring to them as Fresh meat, please remember you are the same chaps that refer to some women as chips funga/ takeaway) Additionally, these bad habits that Kenyan men have picked up – expecting the woman to chase them , and thinking that they are heaven sent just because you spared them a glance- have seriously put me off.
As I openly declare my off- relationship status- many are surprised. Is it honestly that hard to picture a Kenyan mama that doesn’t want to be in a relationship? In true Kenyan fashion- rumors are abound. All of them are false! I’m single and loving it. A certain blogger has peaked my interest though. He is quite a looker. And because Kenyans just love to talk over their cup of tea here is a teaser : He can hardly be associated with SN. 
