In Search of Peace… 

​Time seems to be in a race against itself. One day you are the cock of the walk (and I don’t mean literally) then the next you are a feather duster. Remember the days when Maths was the Science of numbers, a loaf of bread retailed at 15 bob and VoK was the only trusted news source (actually the only news source)? You don’t? Well, neither do I but all evidence points towards that. Like all good things, it all faded away. Alphabets decided to spoil the party of Maths and the economy slumped to a Trump-moral low, or so I am told.

Then there is us. We don’t quite need radio carbon dating to show us that we are aging. Soon, we will stop introducing ourselves with numbers and move on to the ‘tuko pamoja’ intro. Then comes the scary part: when our introductions will contain a certain phrase, “…and I am saved.” I am not against warriors of the cloak, or those that don the cloak but truly speaking, that has to be the scariest moment, second only to the apocalypse.   

I do not go to church. It is not a statistic I can proudly update as a facebook status but it is a statement of fact. My resume in bible study does not quite catch the eye (maybe for only the wrong reasons) but the last time I checked, the good book advocates for honesty. I am being honest. Still, I am not an atheist. It is only that I have my reasons to spend my Sunday morning listening to a gospel playlist rather than going to church. 

Church happens to be the place where all temptations get heightened. For instance, you get a back bench at the CU service and then wifi happens. Infinix is screaming for updates and you are curious to see what changes after updating. Secretly, you hope it upgrades to an iPhone. You know that with such hopes you need The Man Upstairs on your side so you concentrate on the homily. Somehow, the metallic seats feel cozy. You are woken by the lady beside you. She probably has the last natural pair of eyebrows on campus. A man has his weaknesses.

Remaining in your room with the playlist only presents one major temptation- Rebekah Dawn’s Kutembea Nawe is too slow and you haven’t really heard the last of DNCE’s Body Moves. In addition, it is in the comfort of your weekend’s patchy shorts and orange vest, or am I the only one who has those? See? My reasons to abscond the house are justified. For any neutral mind I stand a chance of reason. To most, my reasons are the best excuses since the typing error in the 2008/9 Kenyan budget. At least you have heard of that surely.

Then comes a time when you have to come out of your comfort zone. You fear that the neighbours might soon classify you in Moi’s top 10 illuminati, never mind your perennial beyond zero M-Pesa account. Also, you want to try your luck. Maybe the VC might pop in again and announce a new wifi hotspot. You like your news hot, not spicy. So, you’d rather not read it from 3-eyed witnesses (not the one you are thinking). 

You make early preparations: get loose change for the offering, download the latest version of the bible app and sleep early enough for the first service. May the two-horned slayer keep off his temptations from this guy, Freak.Continues…

Call me Freak




Am not a morning person. I don’t enjoy waking up at five, or four or whatever ungodly hour people think they are at their most creative .Side note,creativity happens at all hours of the day.So you may ask me .What Is your morning routine then?

Pay attention kids.This one could win a Nobel peace prize.

Anyway. On a good day. Say I slept for atleast five hours give or take. I open my eyes first (duh !! *do people still say that?)  look around my room searching for my Phone.Look at the time. And depending on the time I pick what to do. Twitter did suffice for me at first. I’d go online and see what conspiracy theory was being swallowed by the masses on that particular day . But of late I’ve found a new love. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy on the inside .

My new love goes by the name TED an acronym for Technology Entertainment Design .The app icon is red set on a white background. TED talks as they are often referred,has a long history with the first talk being hosted sometime in 1984,the talks then became an annual event from 1990.Today, however a new talk is uploaded everyday on the TED website.Physical attendance of the TED talk conference Costs a whooping $6000.Which is the reason why I’m talking about the app  and not the conference .

Besides their scandalous ticket prices, the people at TED are doing something amazing. And as their slogan summarises beautifully ,the ideas talked about in a TED talk are worth spreading. TED talks is everything a student wants or somebody who is willing to learn.Which is all of us if you think about it .

My chance encounter with TED talks happenned after I read Purple Hibiscus by  the lovely Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. I was Impressed by the novel  so much that I goggled her online. In the search results there was a link to her TEDx talk on ‘why we should all be feminists’. And of course I was curious to know if she talked the way she writes. After listening to Chimamanda I went on to view other talks.And finally just downloaded the app.

The TED talk app has thousands of talk videos ranging on various subjects. My all time favorite being technology, comedy,space,aircraft,africa.Just to mention a few.The talks are arranged by category in alphabetical order.The popular talks have their own column.While the new talks appear as the home page for the app.

There’s no signing in to the app. So that’s one less thing you have to worry about. You can download the talks as either high quality video , low quality video or an audio file .There’s an option for live streaming for you all who still don’t know how to use a download button. (You can download YouTube Videos on the YouTube app BTW for those who did not know .How cool is that!).

I hope this will be your new favorite pastime .Am leaving links to my favorite talks so far. Go  ye and learn something .Will  ya?

Mildred Awuor.