Informations Systems Consultant

Archive for September, 2017

Vexatiously the stereotype


Taita Hills v2.jpg

There is art and there is science. There is religion and then there is the occult. We have the clever foolish and the stupid treacherous kind. The world as is has given us views of scenery, aesthetic beautiful nature and the absurd even weird (in our biased reasoning). Then there is the plain – true, pure, unadulterated and serene. The approach that we gain over the years given our history and culture, shapes our outlook. We are stitched by threads picked from old, new, rich, poor and annoyingly but creative tones. We are walking montages and present a collage in all we do. We even sometimes portray split characters as situations arise. “Wow! Isn’t she an adorable drummer?” we quip and all along we never knew this as we only saw her as the startup entrepreneur.

The potential within is amazing and unique. It is regrettable that we only live to scratch but the surface of our gifts and talents. The possibilities that lay untapped are annoyingly loud masterpieces that remain silent yet an applause await them. How sarcastic it is to expect the best in people but we are never willing to encourage their feeble start. Albert Einstein was a struggling student. Richard Branson is dyslexic. Jackie Chan struggles with English. Arnold Schwarzenegger was a struggling bodybuilder with small calves. The list of poor starters is as wide as all seas combined and as deep as space. But the progress and finish of many poor starters is astoundingly marvelous. Come out all ye that itch with gifts and talents. Push and assert yourselves!

Fall ye not in the trap of cheap mockery or the disillusionment of self pity. Many overcome barriers and limitations beyond our imaginations. Julius Yego – with no trainer and improvised equipment trained for the Olympics in a village and country that knew nothing about Javelin. Even now my guess is that there are none if any Javelin expert in Kenya!

It is easy to watch from a distance and critic. It is another thing to be blind to the now and focus on the possible future of success and great achievement. Pursue your dreams! Commit and work on it until aches cheer you on! Athletes push themselves harder than their targets. When I was training for the half marathon my coach shocked me to set the target at 40kms. I remember how difficult it was to even do the 21kms when we started. But after painfully pushing my limits I could muster 21kms in 2hrs. Looking back when we started and all I could do (since my waistline was 42inches then) was run for five minutes walk for three minutes. Today I can comfortably run for two hours with very few slow paces in between.

When the target is higher than the focus then all else becomes a breeze. I like what the sub-marine inventors Cornelis Jacobszoon Drebbel (Dutch) and John Philip Holland (Irish) believed and did the unorthodox. In 1620 the late Engineer Drebbel sketches his first sub marine – remember ships had not been storm proofed as today. It must have been ridiculous to onlookers. I can imagine the debacle and damning findings the sprocket of engineers had to dispute the viability of Drebbel’s venture. But he did make the first sub marine vessel. Advancing on this the late John Phillip Holland a ship builder in 1878 designed and fabricated a big submarine and it passed depths unimaginable before. His type 6 design after many years (1880-1900s) of struggle and lobbying was finally accepted by the US Navy and named “Uncle Sam’s Devil of the Deep”. Look beyond the common, push your dream farther than your energy and you will soar in the clouds of greatness with the eagles of achievement.

Type 1 Sub Design by Holland

Love is the greatest victim of stereotypes. We get in with full abandon then as the swimming gets rigorous we wade to the shallow end. Where our feet are on the pool floor and we can scamper to safety at the slightest alarm. Many want the benefits but are not willing to build the production units that generate them. Build each other up – support his/her ambitions, buy in their toil, like the coach train them into champions. It may mean a push here, a shove there but more encouraging and cajoling gets the job done. I like a female athlete from Kenya whose husband is the coach – I can only imagine the orgasm levels when “they” win as they have so many races!

The society we live in has too many of us that get carried away by mob psychology. We fall into the trap of negative peer pressure and stereotype labels. “Girls are not loyal”; “all men are players”; “there is no honest Kikuyu”; “Luos are lazy”; “Kambas are sly”; “Luhyas are gluttons” among many others. When we are captured in these innuendos we set ourselves into the respite and slavery of mediocrity. Unfortunately, we live up to these stereotypes with chagrin in our secret lives and when politicking. Father in heaven, save us from ourselves – we have sinned and we require mercy and grace more so in the renewal of our minds. We need the divine perspective of unity in purpose. To operate in interdependent harmony as designed by you and as witnessed in all nature. Do not tire on me my love – with you we can do all things and win many races in life. I am sorry for the slow start, mistakes and the losses in between. I love you!!

JKL Big Square Adlife v1.jpg

 

Advertisements

Squeaky Clean


Stories are told of old – stories of love, romance and their estrangement. In the court of love, nothing is fair, nothing is trivial and yet everything should be looked at in respect to both parties. The suitor proposes, the betrothed can initially accept only to be swayed by other trappings on the sides. Love is unique and weird at the same time. How do you explain loving someone that you would die for them? Self preservation is the ultimate promise any human being holds. This denotes our DNA.

We do it subconsciously – we lie to save our skin, we choose the best and leave the rest for others, we pray for blessing for ourselves for hours on end yet mumble a line or two for others. We do this to protect ourselves. The selfish motive is to make sure we insulate ourselves against hurt. We get caught up – we set ourselves up in the wake of love. We ignite the fires and it is called upon us to keep the flame alive.

We outdo ourselves in the language of love. We present flowers, chocolates among other gifts even poetry.Unfortunately many leave “the chase” as their love is accepted and matures. I believe “the chase” as it is popularly known can be reinvented to create that challenge required to keep the fire burning. In this I submit to you that both parties require to work in the chase – dress the part, talk the part, walk the part, faith the part and even pray the part. There is an illusion that the man in the relationship should be the one to “chase”. I beg to differ and say it is symbiotic -the roles of give or take are exchangeably reversed for every scenario.

There is no perfection in any human being but we pursue it and progress.   We sharpen one another and together it has been proved a lot more can be achieved. It can never be clean but we can achieve squeaky clean status when we both exert ourselves.

 

Tag Cloud

%d bloggers like this: