I am a Christian. Some might call me a staunch Christian. To be a Christian, which entails following in the footsteps of Jesus Christ, is a choice fraught with Suffering. Not surprising, given the very essence of our belief system …
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My crazy life
I think one of the toughest things about life is the constant need to make a choice out of a limited set of often conflicting choices. Of course you don’t get to know in advance if the choice you make …
Read more →One of my favorite stories to tell is the story of Mrs Njuguna, my second Landlady. I moved into Mrs Njuguna’s Apartment building just after I secured my first well paying job. I was about 23, and she was in …
Read more →Have you met the kind of person who walks into a room and you can literally feel the energy of the room shift, whether positively or negatively? I know many. I have been accused of being this kind of person …
Read more →When the race began, I felt strong. Better than strong infact. After a whole year of nearly weekly runs, with improved performance on each run, I knew I had this race nailed down even before it began. It was my …
Read more →I once spent about 3 weeks in the US, as a fresh faced young Man of 25. It was what many like to call an experience of a lifetime. We split our time between 2 cities, Chicago and Washington DC, …
Read more →Before 2020, i’d never been to a money management class. I’d never read any book about money either. One of my closest friends is a Personal Finance advisor, yet I had never consulted her on anything money related. Another acquintance …
Read more →I was once a wild eyed, ambitious and fearless 20 year old. I wanted to work for Microsoft or Google. I wanted to earn my first million before I was 25. I also wanted to start my own company, and …
Read more →‘Babe, I think I’m Pregnant’ I cannot recall where we were when I first heard these words. I have watched many a TV show where a distressed looking lady informs the clueless father-to-be that his life is about to take …
Read more →The first time I tasted alcohol, I was 4 years old. This was courtesy of my Dad, who at the time was an imbiber of brown liquids. I hated it. I vomited almost immediately. My Mom was livid, and Dad …
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