Ten millionaires and ten million beggars

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Kenyans’ have experienced immense tossing of emotions in the last couple of weeks. First, it was the introduction of the 1.5% housing tax fund that required the employer and employees to pay 1.5% of a tax. The tax was supposed to go to the Housing Fund meant to fund one of the Big Four Agenda of the government of the day.

CSOs, activists and the general public launched a counter attack of this directive and the judiciary postponed implementation. First it was to consolidate the concerns of the various bodies that had gone to court to seek counsel on this matter that had seen KOT bursting out in anger. The public cited that the government was being unfair in asking the public to dig deeper into their pockets to fund a government project. There were suggestions from across section of Kenyans on how to go about it. Lack of public participation was also cited. But as the courts intervened, this went down the drain and nerves started calming down.

Days followed and the President together with other heads of government from across the world attended the Road and Belt Initiative held by Beijing. President Xi Jing Ping had once again invited leaders to discuss this initiative aimed at granting governments huge sums of money that will go to infrastructure.

There were rumours in the public domain that suggested that Kenya was seeking some more cash to continue funding its SGR project to elongate the rail from Naivasha to Kisumu. While we obviously do not have an idea of what was discussed behind the closed doors in Beijing, what is in the public domain is that Kenya did not get the funds for the SGR. Kenya instead secured an export deal with the Asian economic giant. Kenya will now export 40% of its hass avocados to China. With this deal, Kenya becomes the first country in Africa to have avocado market access to the over 1.4 billion consumers.

As the government was nursing the wound from the public rejection of the 1.5% housing levy, the World Bank intervened. The World Bank has now, thankfully taken up the housing project. The Bank approved a Ksh25 billion ($250 million) as housing loan and this now provides hope for the government’s fourth agenda which aims to build 500,000 houses by 2022.

While we continue to receive economic reprieve from given states, international financial institutions, and the international community at large we cannot help but wonder what exactly is the disease that is eating us. Public leaders have been called to the dock and to public fund committees to account for the billions of money they hold on account of being elected by Kenyans. Embezzlement has been sniffed out but we have not seen any meaningful actions being taken. While these hearings sometimes are aired live thanks to our media houses, there’s too much wrong happening and those liable are not being held accountable so Kenya continues to lose billions of public money.

 Horrific Images- #GovernorsOfDrought

Early in the year horrific images of fellow Kenyans were doing rounds on main stream and social media. Individuals were losing lives and their animals which are the source of their livelihood also succumbed to the drought conditions .Individuals of good will came up to solicit funds to help those in the drought stricken parts of Kenya. Kenyans were divided on this. That as much as this was a dire situation, they needed to understand what those in positions of power, those elected by those in these counties were doing. It is sad that these parts of Kenya continue to face this challenge year after year. Kenyans of good will hold hands to raise money to aid the situation year after year. This is being humane but for how long?

Money is set aside for projects aimed to salvage these situations but year after year, we go back to soliciting funds to help under hashtags such as #GovernorsOfDrought. The National Drought Management Authority (NDMA) April report still reveals that Wajir, Mandera, Garissa, Marsabit and Turkana are still in the drought alarm phase. Have we put down the necessary measures to at least avert or contain the situation?

Our top leaders in government have been to so many benchmarking safaris. Even the Chebukati led team just set aside Sh30 million to tour six countries to benchmark on boundaries review. Has there not been any benchmark done by our able leaders that can help this situation? Are we only left with the option of always engaging to solicit funds for drought-related cases?

Israel has only 20% of the total land mass naturally arable. More than 50% of the land is covered by the Negev desert. In spite of this, Israel continues to attract visitors from world over because it has invested in desert agriculture. In fact the Israel tourist guide rates this desert agriculture as one of the country’s greatest success in the middle-eastern country.

Bottom-line is, Kenyans are clearly tired. It is no wonder a recent report by the World Health Organization (WHO) on world mental health situation placed Kenya as the sixth most depressed country in Africa.

Adding salt to the wound, the government that has over time claimed it has no money has suddenly ensured that the legislatures pocket millions of cash every end month. A legislator was called in a radio station to comment on this and he bluntly said that he’s not in government. He blamed it on Kenyans for allegedly voting in a ‘wrong’ government. According to him, this was a case of Kenyans reaping the fruits of voting in a ‘wrong’ government.

Legislators both in government and in opposition finally have something they can agree on. They are not at loggerhead with each other over the allowances that will see them pocket Ksh2.5 million each monthly. While the common wananchi continue to grapple with tough economic times, the legislatures will be bathing in millions of money.

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A trader by Waiyaki Way selling his njugu karanga.

Where did Kenyans go wrong?

The government comes up with amazing policies. They are tantalizing and eye catching to many. Many launches are done and media is invited to cover the launches. The implementation strategies however, are not well laid. As the government comes up with the great policies, they should be accompanied by smart implementation strategies. It is unfair to continue burdening Kenyans with extra taxes while they have too much to worry about. These strategies that make Kenyans dig deeper into their pockets do more harm than good especially when so much of public money cannot be accounted for.

Kenyans are already stressed up, depressed even.  Otherwise, this situations that continue to depress Kenyans beat the logic of democracy. Kenya is a democratic state whose Article 1 of the constitution empowers the people stating that sovereign power belongs to them.  Article 2 further states that people may exercise this power either directly or through their democratically elected representatives. Kenyan leaders ought to rise to the occasion otherwise Kenya will surely become a country of ten millionaires and ten million beggars as once stated by J.M. Kariuki.

Kenyan MPs’ demands inconsiderate and selfish

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That the Kenyan MPs are threatening to use tax payers’ money to buy themselves vehicles if the Salaries and Remuneration Commission (SRC) does not approve their demand to double their allowances is inconsiderate and selfish.WhatsApp Image 2019-05-21 at 9.22.18 AM

A survey by Twaweza East Africa reveals that 79% of Kenyans say that addressing income inequality is an urgent priority for Kenya. Instead of urgent intervention to salvage this situation, Kenyan MPs now want the SRC to reinstate and increase several allowances that had been scrapped, in a move that could raise their salaries to between Sh2.1 million and Sh2.9 million a month.

The research further reveals that 81% of Kenyans report that their daily household income is insufficient to cover household’s needs. 61% of Kenyans say national leaders are not showing sufficient urgency. As the legislatures seek to have their car grants doubled from the current Sh5 million to Sh10 million among other demands, Kenyans who voted for these leaders strive to put a meal on the table. This is no wonder a whopping 95% of Kenyans agree with the statement that the gap between the rich and the poor in Kenya is too large.

If denied these new demands MPs threatened to use taxpayers’ money to buy top-of-the-range four-wheel-drive vehicles for all the 359 members. According to them, the car allowances that is currently allocated to them is not enough to afford them vehicles that withstand the terrain of the remote places of the constituencies they legislate.

This begs the question; ‘Shouldn’t the MPs be prioritizing matters such as road construction to ensure accessibility to even the remote places of their administrative areas?’

If they really had the interests of the electorates at heart, they would get to the serious business of getting infrastructure in place. This way, the debate on these exaggerated allowances would be far-off.

Kenyans are already being faced with serious challenges. Those of the MPs desiring more allowances are a misplaced priority. They undermine humanity and are careless and inconsiderate.

Ksh 100 earned me a trip into the Bad Lands

When it rains in Nairobi, things turn upside down. All of a sudden, bus fares from the city to the outskirts of Nairobi hit the roof. Yet, the stage managers keep ‘advertising’ their matatus that are now charging twice or thrice the normal fare.

Passengers hit by this situation sometimes stand by the matatus in the hope that the fares will go down. Ordinarily, I would be among those standing. However, I did not wait; I painfully parted with my Ksh 100. This was twice the amount I should have paid to reach my destination, somewhere along Waiyaki Way. My journey home yesterday day was like no other. It is the kind we used to write about in primary school. The journey I will never forget.

The driver stated the engine and took Waiyaki way. I took my earphones to listen to my favourite drive time show. Some minutes on Waiyaki way, the driver drove off to Muthangari Drive. It was a route that some drivers took to avoid traffic jam that sometimes gets really crazy .The bus started swaying left to right. Passengers who had not fastened their seat belts had to. The swaying and the potholes were become unpleasant. This journey home became a road trip for me.

I moved with the rhythm of the bus. Every second that passed, I kept hoping that we would eventually get to the Waiyaki way. This is the highway that most of us were used to. This did not happen, the driver continued to drive deeper into places unknown to me. It was mostly on a single lane that was filled with potholes and the bus kept skidding in the muddy terrain. Murmurs filled the air with passengers who at first were seriously on their phones started asking each other what this route was.

I spoke to a lady beside me who seemed to have a firmer grip. We were now heading to Mountain View. How did we get from Westlands to Mountain View? I had held my breath many times for fear of the uncertain movement of the bus yet the driver was so in control. This did not stop me from enjoying the wonderful views. They were so wonderful that for some time I literally forgot that I was in Nairobi. My Ksh100 had actually earned me a ‘free’ road trip. I would never have seen that part of Nairobi had it not been for the rains, these that had been rumoured to be stuck in Tanzania.

By the time I alighted from the matatu, I was smiling. I had achieved a couple of things. I had listened to my favourite drive time show, had a ‘free’ road trip into parts of Nairobi I had never been to, made a new friend and I had finally understood why instead of Ksh 50, I had to part with a whole Ksh 100.

 

I loved the job, but I called it quits

Some time last year, during my #jobsearch, I got this job at a company that I loved so much. The company was young with immense potential for growth. It provided an opportunity for me not only to grow but to also practice what I had so much fallen in love with -writing and editing.

A recent graduate, I was ‘elevated’ to a position that commanded ‘respect’. I began to connect with people I grew up admiring, the ones I could read about on newspapers. It was happening so fast but I loved every bit of it. I was also given charge of the writers.

Once in a while, we met to brainstorm on the kind of stories we would write. Brilliant ideas! Execution was done and we consequently received a huge following and our views increased tremendously.

In my engagement with my peers, they praised the work we were doing. There was however a challenge. It ought to be understood that it is one thing to enjoy a huge following and massive views on the website, and it is another to make a revenue out of that.That was the challenge.

Even though we interacted and dined with the ‘who and who’ in the media industry, we would still get stressed over how we could come to work the following day. We could barely afford Kes 200 for our transport.

It became an inward struggle for me. I loved every detail of the job but was ‘the struggle’ really worth it?

For quite sometime, I thought that somehow, things would work out and I would not have to worry about where my next meal let alone bus fare and rent would come from.

What kept me going was the increased positive feedback we were getting from the audience and the massive growth I had observed from the young reporters who always submitted their articles in time.

After a busy day at work, I would hop in to a bus and the thoughts would come up ‘gushing’. Was the struggle worth it?

A few months down the line, I had exhausted the savings I had before joining this company. We had not received even a shilling for that whole period. We lived on hope. We shared everything we had. We had become a ‘family’.

I do not know if I was wrong to leave the company. According to me #jobsatisfaction is when you love the job and you give it your all but also when there is a reward of your efforts. Correct me if am wrong.

So I called it quits. It felt like a heart break. But I guess that’s the point you realize that #Passion alone cannot sustain you. It cannot pay your bills. Was I wrong in making this decision?

At what point should #jobseeking stop being for passion but for sustainability for a job seeker regardless of the industry they are in? If you find the two, you have found a ‘good thing’

Releasing as a sign of Surrender

Kids are beautiful! Their innocence is so pure! They are amazing to watch! From them even the grown ups have a chance to learn vital life lessons!

Have you paid attention to a group of kids play? Have you been keen to learn how they interact? Have you ever taken time to see how much you can learn from these wonderful beings? If you haven’t, stay put, let me share my experience.

I recently moved in to my current place of residence. There are several children who love to play all manner of games together. They never mind about details. For them, its absolutely satisfying to play, scream and just have fun. 

When they get hungry, each kid rushes back home to get something to eat. When they come back for the afternoon session, some come with some snacks. 

In their innocence, they ‘show off’ the snacks. They have no idea that in their lunch break, some might not have had a thing to eat. 

Those with something and are generous enough, they share it out even in the smallest of the pieces. 

But there are those who will not just share with anyone unless they are doing some sort of ‘barter trade’. So they hold on to their snack so selfishly and don’t really care what the others think.

They hold on to it taking tiny bites as they walk around. They have a problem with letting go.

In the midst of this, another kid comes with a ‘better’ snack. Every other child is given a bite of this tantalizing snack apart from the one who is still holding on to his ‘not so good’ snack.

Well, unfortunately the better snack is shared out and its finished! The ‘selfish’ kid is by a corner and still taking bites of his snack.

So what exactly is the lesson from this kids’ story?

So many of us in life are holding on to certain things so selfishly! It could be something we think is really important and so sweet! Something that we think makes us distinct! 

We are so busy guarding these things that we get extremely ‘blind’ to see any other thing that might present a better opportunity, a better reward, a better life!

The secret is in acknowledging what it is that we have at hand, recognizing the opportunity we might attract if we let it go and seek another ‘thing’.

Remember, there is no way that you can receive a Ksh 1000 note if both your hands are tightly wrapped around several other coins  for fear of  scattering them on the floor and the trouble that comes with looking for them!

Learn to release! It is in releasing that you leave room to receive. Releasing is a sign of surrender! At that very moment, you acknowledge that you can’t fight the battle alone! You allow the Lord to take control! He comes in, takes His rightful position and fights for and with you!

It is impossible for the Lord to fight for you if you do not surrender or release those burdens to Him!

What is it that is disturbing you? What is that you are still holding on to thinking that somehow, you will overcome? Have you not fought enough yet? Are you not tired yet? 

Just release! Just Surrender! The Lord is on the throne! He’s waiting for you to Surrender! Then, He will come through for you! 

Let it go, Let God!

He is the Life Driver

It is a few minutes to 5 pm and the dark clouds are sagging. Doors are banging as people rush out. Matatu touts are in a jovial mood, their matatus will soon be occupied. Money will flow in as the rain starts to pour.

The queues to get in the matatus are long. People are inwardly praying that the rains don’t fall yet. Sadly though, the rain as if in mockery starts pounding. The queues are no longer in place; everyone is looking for a way to get in the matatu. Even when the tout announces the now doubled bus fare, no one really cares. Everyone wants to be ‘safe’ from the heavy rains.

City girls are careful with the rain. They still want to look as stunning. They aggressively strive to get the seat. Name calling in not a wonder. People even step on each other with mud, this is not an issue; the focus is on getting this seat so as to be shielded from the rain.

Even as this scramble for seats is happening, the driver’s seat is safe. No one seems interested. Some ladies are throwing insults at each other over a seat yet the driver’s seat is until now vacant. Why not ‘retain the decency’ and grab the driver’s seat instead?

The hustling is over. One of the ladies is forced to go back to the rain leaving the driver’s seat still vacant. Soon after, the driver comes in and the bus is driven off.

No matter how difficult the situation is, no matter the heavy rains and the fear of make up being washed away, the lady did not sit on the empty driver’s seat. She went outside and let the driver take his position.

We are all on a safari. We are headed to different destinations but one thing is for sure, we need a DRIVER.A driver who understands our journey. When we request to alight, the driver will listen. He, more than anyone else understands our destinations He will make several stopovers as requested.

JESUS is this Driver- Our life Driver.

Our families, friends, studies, jobs, relationships and marriages have at some point taken this position.  During this time, we find ourselves distanced from our life driver. We unconsciously displace Him and replace Him with several situations.

At this time, our life is shaky; we are scared that we might fall. We have forgotten to let Jesus have his rightful position. Situations get tough, relationships squeeze us to the corner, and joblessness compels one to seek alternative routes.

But one person is certain -Our Life Driver. He knows our destinations. He is waiting on us to hop on in His bus so that He drops us at our respective destinations.

A challenge I pose to you. No matter how shaky and uncertain things might get, do not replace the Driver. Hold on! He knows where you are destined.

You are a blessing!