The Story of a Dead Man

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This is a story of a man who was dead.

It is hard for you to imagine how it would feel to be dead because most likely you are not dead. I also suspect that you have never been dead. I therefore perfectly understand why you may not get it even if I go into details.

But being dead is not a joke. It is a state of emptiness and nothingness that is beyond anything you can imagine. You helplessly watch as your body is dissected by the pathologist and there is nothing you can do. You try to sit up but your body does not follow through because you are dead. You cannot protest the cold place they are keeping you because you do not even feel the cold.

You are then attacked by worms that start feasting on you. They are very weak creatures but you are now weaker. They land on you like a swarm of bees and go to the deepest parts of your body. You can feel them as they feast on your liver and even your heart. It is just a matter of days before they devour you fully. It sucks to be dead.

After a few days, some people you know very well come for your body and put it in a casket. They dig a six-foot-deep grave and you realize they want to banish you into the ground where you will slowly dissolve into the earth and become part of planet earth. You will soon become like the soil that you had collected for your house plant.

All your past no longer matters. Your money, property, knowledge, social networks and reputation you had build is no more. It is such an anticlimax.

Plot Twist

But then, something at this point happens.

The worms begin to retreat. Your body starts to get warm. You can feel the strength getting into your muscles and with one jerk, your heart starts to pump again, your face smoothens and your lungs power back. The casket is pulled out of the soil where you had been buried for 21 days and is opened just as you begin to gasp for air.

You suddenly come back to life. You feel healthier than you were when you were 17. You are alive again and you confirm that it is real. You turn and find a man standing behind you dressed in white like a medic. You do not know what to say. The person has just reversed your death and recalled you from the grave. He sees your confusion and does not allow you to wonder anymore. He opens his mouth and speaks.

“I have an assignment for you.”

…The End.

How would you react?

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The story of two fish

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Two fish were swimming when they saw a piece of meat dangling before them.

The younger fish darted toward it with an open mouth. The older fish cried out,



“You can’t see it, but there is a hook inside that meat. It is connected by an invisible line to a pole outside the water. There is a man holding the pole.

THE TRUTH is, if you eat the meat, the hook will catch in your jaw and the man will pull you out of the water. He will cut you open with a knife, roast you on a fire and eat you. Then he will throw your remains to his cat.”

The young fish stopped. The two swam away. But when the young fish was alone, he thought to himself, 

“Let me investigate the truth myself how accurate these lousy claims are.”

He went back to the meat, swam around it, above and below it. He swam as far as he could in widening circles around the meat.

After a long search, he said to himself, 

“I’ve looked far and wide, and I haven’t found any sign of a man, a pole, a knife, a fire or a cat. In fact, I’ve found nothing outside this water we live in” I have come to realise my truth.

“These must just be stories made up to limit our freedoms.”

He went back to the meat and ate it.

The hook caught in his jaw, he felt himself being yanked out of the water.
For sure He saw a pole, a man and a knife, and a little further, he saw the man’s cat sleeping in a shade, but at that point his knowledge of the TRUTH was useless.



If you want to be influential, start blogging

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‘If you want to hide something from an African, put it in the books,’ thus goes the old insult. However, there is some element of truth in the statement, considering the attitude some of us Africans have towards books, and especially when there is no exam attached to the reading.

I don’t believe that Africans are apathetic to gaining knowledge. There is an area where we excel very well; on telling stories and passing information by word of mouth. Most African cultures have great oral traditions and every tea break in the office, lecture break or even bus ride finds us listening to some stories, or even telling some. Vocal people are popular and end up in politics, and in small group setting, the talking guy is the spirit of the party.

However, as times change, so we should. Technology has changed the way we communicate and interact, and social media has taken a prime position as a means of communication. Our stories must now be told online, and this has been effected using social media. This is a good thing, and we must use social media to convey positive and relevant messages all the time. But social media has its limitations; it is perfect for one-liners, 140 characters, and pictures, and users detest anything that will keep them on these platforms for too long. We just want to have a glimpse of information. The other times when we need to read something in depth needs a different tool than social media. We want good written articles that we can read in fifteen to twenty minutes, and this is where good blogs and platforms like medium become necessary.

A number of people have made a fortune by writing blogs, but in this a few problems have also come up. The quality of content and the topics covered is always wanting. It is said that people who used to write on toilet walls when we were kids have now become bloggers – they only changed the platform but the content is the same. It is therefore important that responsible people also take up the challenge and populate the world wide web with good content that can help better the cause of humanity.

You do not need to be an expert in any field in order to influence people through writing. Your daily experience can inspire someone else, and your past experience can help mentor a younger person. Your daily struggles or successes with finances, health, friendships, leadership, career, faith, farming etc can be useful to someone else. We also need to document the our life experiences for the sake of others who come after us.

Start Writing


Dead Reckoning

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It is possible to know where we are and whether we are moving at all, when we are walking, cycling, or even driving. We can see objects around us, and our position relative to them can help us know if we are moving or stationery. The road markings on the road help us to maintain our lanes, and the roads themselves are a defined path to our destinations.

It becomes a little difficult when swimming, especially when we are learning how to swim. Sometimes we make a lot of random motion but without movement in a desired direction, and we have to pop our heads out of the water to know where we are relative to the edge of the swimming pool.

Motion in Water

When it comes to ships and submarines, it is even harder to determine the exact location. As the ships and submarines move, water and air currents are also active, resulting into drift. Sometimes, even stopping a ship mid ocean for several days is hard, because the ship could drift for hundreds of kilometers.

This was a problem that was solved by use of anchors to hold the ship in position when stationary, use of light house to mark dangerous sections, and observance of heavenly bodies to determine course and location. Later, use of inertial navigation systems to calculate the location of a vessel by using computers, accelerometers, gyroscopes and magnetometers, using a process called dead reckoning was adopted.

Determining Location

Dead reckoning is the process of calculating one’s current position by using a previously determined position, and advancing that position based upon known or estimated speeds over elapsed time and course. It may not be very accurate, but it is quite useful to get you somewhere very close to where you want to go.

Today, use of Global Positioning System (GPS) has made it possible for us to determine where we are with great accuracy, to the point of almost discarding the older techniques. However, even the very accurate GPS can sometimes fail. A case study is the grounding of the cruise ship Royal Majesty in 1995. The antenna cable for the GPS had been cut, and the GPS was no longer functional. For several days, the ship operated well via dead reckoning, but ran aground when it was in coastal waters of Boston. The GPS system had operated flawlessly for several years, and so the crew had full confidence in it. The result was damages amounting to millions of dollars.

Dead Reckoning in Life

Life is also a form of navigation in the high seas. We need excellent navigation systems to avoid running into shallow waters, icebergs or dangerous sections. Sometimes we don’t know our expected destinations, and other times we know the destinations but are not sure of the path. Sometimes we know the paths but dangerous ice bergs can move into the paths. Other times we are sailing to look for new lands, like Christopher Columbus, and thus lack the information from others experiences.

We cannot always depend on other people, civilizations or cultures to determine our position or speed, because they are also moving. We are like first time sailors, in a maiden voyage, given one opportunity to get it right. The best tool that we can use is a GPS that cannot fail.

Does it exist?


The Most Foolish Bird

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There is a very foolish bird called Ngune. That’s the name in my native Embu language, I don’t know it’s English name.

The bird only feeds on frogs, and the highlight of its foolishness is that it spends the whole day catching frogs from the river, and placing them on a rock on the riverbed (perhaps to dry them) so that it can eat them later.

The stupid thing about it is that whenever it places a frog on the river bed and gets back to the river to get another one, the frog immediately jumps back to the river, and chances are that it will pick the same frog in the next catch. This goes one for the better part of the day. At the end of the day, the foolish bird carries home just one frog, after laboring for a whole day.

To help this bird, we’ve come up with a very bizarre but workable plan. We are going to send someone into species travel, be laid as a Ngune egg and hatched into a Ngune chick, and grow to eat frogs. By speaking fluent Ngune-ese, he will teach other Ngunes that they need to eat the first frog they catch, before attempting to catch another one.

We don’t promise any security, or that Ngunes will believe him. We just hope that he will not be eaten by crocodiles and foxes, poisoned in a polluted river, or even die of hunger in case rivers run out of frogs or climate change gets rid of frogs. Besides, the Ngunes might not believe them.

Can we get a volunteer please?


We talk of wild animals, but the wildest of all animals is man

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“We talk of wild animals, but the wildest of all animals is man.” –GK Chesterton
70 years ago (August 1945), an atomic bomb was used in war for the first time. The devastation was cosmic. Japan was the recipient; the US was the aggressor. About 140000 people lost their lives, and that marked the end of World War II.
70 years later, no nation has dared use an atomic weapon again. A lesson was learn’t from that experience, which is fresh in the memories of all nuclear powers in the world. Japan surrendered to the United States, and ever since, it has based its constitution on a pacifist constitution. Attempts to change this constitution have always been met with resistance by the populace. Every year, Japanese students visit the Hiroshima Peace museum, and carry home a lesson that inspires peace. Generation after generation of Japanese continue to choose peace over warfare.
Rwanda seems to have learn’t a lesson from the genocide. The unity and oneness that characterizes the country seems to emanate from a collective willpower of ‘never again.’ Genocide museums always teach the bitter lessons every year to new generations, which may not have experienced the genocide. I expect that Rwanda will remain a very peaceful country for a long time in history.
In Kenya, I don’t know to what extent we learn’t from our 2007/8 post-election violence. When the ICC cases are over, and IDPs are resettled, and new political alliances are formed, will we ever remembered that we almost annihilated each other based on the primary languages that we speak.
When there was an attempt to build a monument at the place where women and children were burnt to death in a church, the political leaders mounted a big resistance. Maybe, we do not want to be reminded of our past failures.
I have heard it said that a clever person learns from his own mistakes, and a wise person learns from other people’s mistakes. I do not know where we stand on this. Once again, the good old GK Chesterton once said, “He who refuses to learn from history will be forced to repeat its mistakes.”