Committed to Our Collective Greatness.
“We belong to a unique generation. Our fathers showed brotherly peace through handshakes, we exchange hugs and pecks. We know each other as facebook friends and twitter followers just as much as we know each other as cousins and relatives. We are ambitious, and sometimes misconstrued, but I am proud to be a member of our generation.”
Good morning good people,
I am sure we share in the anxiety of the moment as some of us have started exams today and some anticipate starting in a near future. I take this opportunity to wish us the very best, God’s care, love and wisdom.
The year 2012 has been challenging to me, but in the end in a better way I would say. I held on 6th November 2012 the 12 remembrance mass since the passing on of my father. Time elapses, it all seems like yesterday. But it has been a decade of struggle, missing him, lacking a father’s pat or reproach. But this also reminds me of a woman who has been there for our family, mom. I have seen her shade tears and sweat to see me and my siblings grow. From her struggles, I have learnt a lot, learnt to value the dreams of my heart, to fight righteously for what I believe in, to admit my mistakes and adopt the consequences. I love you mom immeasurably.
The greatest blessing that the year has gifted me is a promise of good health. Again, since 1999 when I was nine, till this year I have lived in fear of ill health. I thank my great friends and family who have shared my fears and tears. And here again I must name those who always worried for me, those who called me every 21st to ask whether I have taken an injection, Nelly, Nicole, Henry, mom, Bro Arthur, Olive, Damaris and my large family of committed friends. This is the second month that I have been truly normal and I am deeply indebted to God.
As I indicated early on, this year has brought challenges, failures, lessons, regrets and triumph. But life has taught me modestly that every occurrence has a reason. And I have endured to take my fears and celebrate my accomplishments. But in all this, interacting with Kenyatta University family has made me a better and stronger person. And for that I sincerely thank you.
We belong to a unique generation. Our fathers showed brotherly peace through handshakes, we exchange hugs and pecks. We know each other as facebook friends and twitter followers just as much as we know each other as cousins and relatives. We are ambitious, and sometimes misconstrued, but I am proud to be a member of our generation.
Each generation has its own challenges. And ours is not different. We have so many things that we dislike happening, but I have made a choice to believe in the many in our midst who value hard work, decency, respect, responsibility and sincerity. That is why just again; I stand against the spirited bloggers who choose to show our hostels as sex dens, who depict our ladies as desperate cons and our men as hopeless folks. Each day in my life I meet young Kenyans, both female and male here in KU careful to make the best out of college.
I meet ladies who respect themselves, people who are in respectable relationships, students who work for clean degrees yet some folks feed the country of a university ridden with immorality.
Worse, some of these sites are owned by students. These impressions get to our parents and employers and people loose respect unfairly.
I hope we can exercise our freedom of expression more responsibly, careful about our duty to respect the dignity of those who fight each day to live righteously.
Finally, we are heading into an electioneering period. All indications are that our politics may just be as divisive as ever again. Guys, we belong to a different class of people, we know that democracy is choice and even more ability to respect outcome. We disagree in our hostels each day, in our classes each lesson, in our chatting but we never fight.
Our group members when doing assignments belong to different tribes, our friends to different ethnicities our next door neighbor from different counties.
We must be able to resist the falsity of our politics. We must remain true to the story of our time, be bold enough to disagree civilly and still laugh and embrace each other. I keep this optimism each day close to my heart, and urge you too to adopt it.
The chords that bind us together, those chords of a shared future, a tranquil and prosperous nation, the chords of true friendship, love and fair chance exceed the polarity of our politics. We must choose peace and firmly believe in it.
As elites, I also believe that we must play our role in shaping our country. And therefore we must influence the choice of governance. We believe in different candidates, let us hold those beliefs and enhance debate on governance. But in the end, I as a person believe that Everyone is born with certain rights that are inalienable. One of such key right is a right to dream, imagine, but more importantly a fair chance of having a shot at their dreams and that
Whenever a society encourages practices, beliefs and traditions that create inequality, and give undue advantage to certain people, then that becomes reason for concern. We must create a country where all, despite tribe have a fair shot at their dreams.
I wish all of us great health during and after exams and undying love as we join our families and friends during the festivities. May God bless us and happy festive season.