How I Feel

Today i got my hair shaved off,
cut with a razor, the trucks still fresh,
the shame seen by all at my baptism.

I got stubbed in the ribs,
he took the time to find the right one,
the one that would heart the most.


I got my rib yanked out
just to show me how far I've fallen,
he studded in the foot with it.

Today he took my life,,
ripped out of my heart,
fed to me by own.

"Today my love... you broke my heart."

Nekh.

The Chinese 'invation'.

hey, i was thinking... while the UK is taking over the entertainment industry.... the Chinese are taking over Africa. From someone in Africa i can say its true. A few years ago there were very few Asians in Kenya, but lately at every turn i see a group.

I don't mind really, they have really helped to improve the road networks in the country, i appreciate, i just wonder the price my country has to pay for the help we get from Asia. What don't the people. i thought it was just Kenya but after watching the news i realized that it the whole continent... or rather we area headed there.

today the Chinese president is going to Congo, after South Africa... an d before that Tanzania... and at every stop deals were made with the aim to help African countries to rise in the development ranks. It great that Asia considers Africa in its development plan, but still i ask, what the price... what gives. 

The Illusion; Romantic novels

GOOD MORNING... OR EVENING... and so on depending on where the good Lord decided to place u on this here planet. I was thinking about books, I recently picked up reading, (like in the last three months) and i have to say that i would pick a romantic novel ten times over any other genre of work... don't get me wrong, my aim is not to appear shallow, or of little brain capacity, but after my encounter with the likes of Jodi Thomas and her kind, I finally joined the wagon.

Romantic novels were all the rage in the early 1980s, but ask any NORMAL girl what novel they would read from cover to cover... (tell them to be honest) ... they will HONESTLY tell you, a romantic novel. Personally I spend at least Ksh. 1000 every fortnight getting myself a new romantic novel and i enjoy them thoroughly, why... because such men to not exist in this day and era, unless you are talking fiction, i can list a gazillion or so.

Clearly we ladies are obsessed with the illusion of the perfect specimen of a man, the man with the perfect jaw line, soft pink lips (somehow always parted), dark mysterious eyes that we could look into forever, gun-shows for arms... perfect abs.. tall drink of water... ayayaiii! You feel me.

But by God, I will not forget the one novel that shocked me to bits, Fifty Shades of Grey. What! I read all three books within a span of three weeks and I have to say that am a different girl, I have grown a mile, and would never ever EVERRR fall for the illusion that is a picture perfect man. Just saying, the prettier, the more arrogant, sadistic, heartless, thoughtless the man... and visa v. So ladies, remember, that man in that book is an illusion, and if you find one, like him walking and talking to ya, run! Save yourself!

Nekh.

Introducing Sandra Nekh!

I have to start from some where... hey, my name is Sandra, am a 5'6, full figured African sweetheart. Lover of the arts and music. Spend most of my time making crafts, watching movies, and writing, (mostly because of my application to...) God fearing, happy to a fault (so am told), can't think of anything else, but am glad to start this blog, enjoy this journey with me.