2022
My Identity
I’m a traveler,friend of humanity,trees and beasts.I laugh,grin,smile, croak weep and write.I’m the sound of my soul ,the voice rippling across cosmos of my mind,I pour out the overflow of my soul on paper.Sometimes,and those times are many the words I thread are the voices of the souls living at the outskirts of humanity.I’m affectionate ,electric, sweet and I share in the brotherhood of sadness.Other times I munch tangerines of sadness 
I'm a male kind. A mate and companion of people yet they are not me and I’m not them.I’m a forest of influences, an associate of people but I’m not them. I dress in a certain fashion but my identity is not my dress. I’m a created ,a work of art .An organism born of parents who are not me and I’m not them .I'm a member of human race,My identity is defined by the commitments.
The results of my work is me but not always for me.My thoughts .My choices. My dreams. My values are me-compassion, trust ,loyalty,courage,valiance, hard work and creativity are integral part of me.I'm constantly changing but my values remain.I’m approaching the middle cycle of aging still a stranger to the world,I travel to learn from then school of life and heed to the great epiphany. Strongly convinced that I'm not a toad in pond ,and that a human being is an independent entity I picked up my back pack,a camera and Hrunting -my pen and started a journey of discovery.I travel to legitimize this liberty ,explore terrains and the deepest reaches of my mind and soul.That is my identity.
My bucketlist and the reason I travel
I have never wanted to be a toad in a pond.I want to wander around the planet before age beats me down, before my joints creak and fail to move freely; before my mind blurs and vision becomes foggy. Old age is humanity's frenemy.
I want to meditate with monks of Tibeti.Stroll in the streets of Havana with my headsets plugged, fluid music pouring out, synchronizing with my legs and pulsating in my ribcage.
I wish to walk through the tunnel of love in Ukraine hearing only my breathing,heartbeat and footsteps.I want to pose for a photo in the Tulip fields,Netherlands.Meadowlands as these inspire self-discovery and imagination.I want to see my reflection on Salar de Uyumi in Bolivia.I have long entertained the idea of parallel worlds.
I wish to muse on Hitachi seaside Park Japan.Update journals on Red beach,Panjin China.Hear sounds of nature in Bamboo forest Japan and marvel at leafy patterns of the shadows across the path.
I want to stand tall on Tianzimountains,China.Sniff sweet scents of Shibazakura flower in Takinoue Japan.Scents are stronger,more persuasive and more eloquent than whispered and written words.
I want to scoop pristine water from river Jordan where Yohana baptised Jesus Christ.I want to visit Bethlehem and thesea of Galilee.I want to drink wine in Harry's, New York.Wine in rose colour glass,a book and slow soft music from unknown musician.Wine,books and music is the holy trinity of human civilization.
I want to get a neck massage from an Italian supermodel on a chartered flight to Venice and groan in sweet relief.I want to be spell bound by Fairy Pools,Isle of Skye.Looking at beauty is a therapy that purifies the mind and nourishes the spirit.I want to meet the hunters of Jade lake.Roast goat bollocks in Maua,Meru.
Travel is spiritual,healthy,erotic,inventive and unparalleled learning experience in the school of life.Only wayfarers chart ways for others to follow.
I'm creating my own reality.I want untraveled roads and new beginnings every day.I'm deeply convinced that a man was created independent and only by travelling does he legitimize this liberty ,explores terrains,and the deep reaches of his mind and soul.Didn't someone also say that Angels whisper to a man when he travels?
If they ask me who I am,I will tell them I'm Son of Ngaa from the verdant,rolling hills of Ngaa .From the land of Ngaa beneath the great misty mountain that gleams and slumber.
Other interests
While I wander, I love wind gazing,moon-bathing, environmental conservation ,nomadic writing sprees, offering writing mentorship,books, Safari tea-sometimes wine for stomach sake,toothy laughter ,healthy discourses about our planet and other worlds. I love learning basics of world languages.
My duty and Associations
I'm story teller of human interest tales,a travel writer,journalist and social rights enthusiast. Author of a travel non-fiction 'Enchanted Kenya' and collection of short stories entitled ,the 'Land of bones’.Local Guide at Google Places,Writer with Daily Nation, Kenya Tourism Board-WILK-Why I Love Kenya Magazine,Bibsbebe Magazine and Kasoma Africa .Creative writing Trainer/Consultant.Member of International Journalists Network (IJNet) ,Young African Leaders Leaders Initiative (YALI) and Writers Guild of Kenya (WGK).
This is why I love connect
The community is key to understanding this amazing world of diverse geographical phenomenon and cultures.There is mutual love for travel, places and people. The discourses in this platform are unprecedented source of information. The platform is indispensable ever spouting fountain of knowledge .A question is comprehensively and cordially answered .In a addition this is a community of positive influences. So many travel fantasies I have found here that I feel the need to pursue to the end. I’m heartily thankful for meeting new friends, some whom my travel fantasies are there home and backyard.
