THERE IS NO PROGRESS WITHOUT STRUGGLE

The photo is of everything I owned back in 2009 when I was around 28 years of age mean everything I owned in my life, some of ya'll at 28 have blue Subaru's, me nilikuwa na Meko, bed ya 3*6, emaciated mattress and just hope & dreams.

I joined university aged around 25 years old; I was the third oldest student in our class. When I received the letter to join K.U I was elated, I had saved up some money,I knew that this was a golden opportunity to change my life's destiny. I reported to K.U...but I realised that I would have to share a hostel room with 3 other strangers who were barely 18 years old, liwe liwalo I will not blow up this opportunity...but these kids would soon force me to look for accommodation outside the university in a town known as Ruiru, the reason is that they would bring girls and even prostitutes and do their business as I watched didn't migrate from the bundu Meru was to watch porn in Nairobi...I moved out!.
Getting a house in Ruiru was no easy task, what was in my Posta bank account couldn't afford me even a single room of 3k in town, so I was lucky to get a kitchen in the heart of Ruiru town, the caretaker demanded that I pay 1,000ksh for the 6*10 space, that I did promptly without Arrears.
I am claustrophobic, but an empty wallet and a bank account running on fumes forced me to conquer my fear, I tried my best to make the tiny room comfortable; I bought a bed, a desk and a memo cooker, two sufurias, two plastic mugs pair of Akala, a basin and bucket and I was ready to go. I spent most of my time at the campus leaving my state House at 7am and returning at 9pm, thank God for the cheap meals offered at the campus mess I incurred little in that regards of feeding myself, life was simple and I loved it, wouldn't trade it for anything. Paul Opus Muriungi visited me and can attest that this is indeed true. Today I live in my abode which is very comfortable but will never forget my statehouse in Ruiru, in fact, I will visit the place to thank my former landlord and caretaker for their kindness towards me.
“Epic things start with small humble steps. Pay respect to your beginnings.”~Vishen Lakhiani.



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