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Dear Kenyan sexual minority, The world has watched as your president  labled you as a non-issue! Even if he said his government is committed to Human rights for all its citizens, it's not for citizens like you... Even if you wake up every morning, spend all your day at work, pay your taxes, help your communities, contribute to charities, help out the poor, so long as your sexual orientation is not straight you are a non-issue... Even if he said he will commit to protecting the girlchild and support women, if you are a woman of sexual minorities, that was not for you, you are a  non-issue...  But, hold up, hold up those pills you are about to swallow, hold back the rope.. No don't jump over the bridge cos you know what? You are an issue, that's why that question came up, cos there was an issue.. An issue being ignored and banned down because of many other issues including religion and cultures.. You know what, there are lots of non-issues in the history of human rights tha...

Okay Single ladies, lets just get one thing straight, being single does not give you the title Miss independent and being the actual Miss independent doesn't guarantee that you necessarily have to be single. This is not an attack on single women but truth be told am tired of hearing this term "am single and don't need anyone!" and then go on to tell us how you are miss independent because you have no man around to keep you on your toes, you can do whatever you want without having to be answerable to someone. You have the wrong idea about your status as a single woman. Not being single does not necessarily mean that there is someone on the other side barking out rules and orders, it could simply mean there is someone on the other side waiting to hug you after a tough grey day, waiting to make you a cup of tea after you get home from work, someone simply to share this journey with. Don't look at us married women or us in relationships like we are not ind...

Where is home? My trigger to writing this blog comes from the stares i get and the kind of amazement i see in people's eyes when they ask me where home is and i mention a country i was not born in.The quick thought that runs through their heads that is clear on their faces and for those whose words run faster than their brains, who actually look at you like you did not understand them and go again like, 'i mean, where do you come from?'. The dilemma is on most of us who have left our native homes and found or made a home out of our native. There are no Kenyan nurses working in this institution so i am tired of people assuming that i am American or British because that is where most black nurses are from. There are South African nurses but i look nothing like a South African and no one has even asked me if am South African. The moment i say Finland, there is this vibe i get from people's spirits, facial expressions or body language. A funny ignorant American guy was qui...

When i walk past all the black long Abayad women all covered up with their tight Hijabs, i long to know who/what lies beneath the Abaya! What lies behind those eyes. Before i came to Saudi, i used to think i could look into someones eyes and dig out their happiness, dig out their sadness. I know, sister magic! What a shrink! But thats mostly because i could still see the whole face, the shape on their lips and the wrinkles or fine lines on their faces. We all have some ability to see through people especially the people we have grown close to.  I walk past strange women now and through their eyes, i can figure out their innocence, their anger, their worry, their happiness. Their quiet character in public doesnt help much to uncovering them but sometimes it feels like we are not in the same world. And for sure we are not, i mean how can you be if all i have under my Abaya is a bikini and all they have is piles of clothes that make them look twice their size! I wonder what they see u...

3 months! Wow! I remember penning down, I mean typing my blog at the beginning of this trip. Times goes! Yes indeed! And now am on my way out for holidays. i am done with the mighty 90 days probation! This was a period they challenged us, checkedoff our skills, pressured our small heads with unnecessary information and you were not allowed to leave the Kingdom! By the way, i have no understanding why its a Kingdom. Whwn i think of Kingdom! Saudi doesnt come to mind. There's something about feeling stuck once you are told you can't get out!  but the conditions are done and as agreed! I can now jet out and in as I please! Feb 2015: taking on the journey. Well.., what did I miss most? Like I even have to ask! When you live in such a country, governed by strict Islamic law and where women have to be under male figures, you bow..I mean, even when you want to remove your own uterus! You cannot do it until your husband grants you permission!and the sa...

Sorry, did you expect the blog to be in Finnish. Voi että! It would take one year cos my Finnish writting skills are as good as my arabic! Imagine me writting a blog about coffee! bizzare! Never thought i would but of late i've been missing the smell of coffee in the mornings, i have come to accept that its divine! That smell! In my house! In our coffee rooms at work! It just brightens the day! And for many,  that first sip could be good or bad news, ask me first hand cos a good cup of coffee determines my partners day and that affects mine as well, so as she sips her first sip! My heart is in my mouth, and when theres a smile in her face after that sip! I settle, and my heart drops back to place because Alas! we are gonna have a good day! Yes.. I see all of you wives, husbands, girlfriends , boyfriends and kids agreeing with me! High five to us who mitigate after seeing that smile... You know what i mean! Ha! What is it about that smell? It intriges me, its like a ...

Thankyou, Minna/ brightoneagle for Nominating me for a Liebstar award! I am honoured! Even if its an award that exists only in the internet, given by bloggers to other bloggers in aim to discovering small bloggers, i am truelly happy, because comeon! Even if my blog has over 3000 views, i wasnt actually sure if viewers do read it! For a random stranger, living all the way in Japan, to access a blog written in the MiddleEast, by an African woman who lives in Europe! I have to say internet is doing us justice as much as its the major cause of unhappy parents to what their kids have access to! I am glad we can share our views on life and get to read from others too. Anyhow, once nominated i have to follow the rules and give my honest answers to questions posed, and also pay it forward and nominate other small bloggers for this award which means alot to us who understand. So here are my answers and as honest as they can be:  1.  What is your favourite quote? To be honest, I have n...