I said it push-ups.
The second thing that comes to mind is waking up daily at 5AM, and this is because it’s been fluctuating sometimes, I wake up at 6AM, 7AM or even 10AM when I sleep in during the weekends.
I said it push-ups.
The second thing that comes to mind is waking up daily at 5AM, and this is because it’s been fluctuating sometimes, I wake up at 6AM, 7AM or even 10AM when I sleep in during the weekends.
Do you want to venture into politics?” This question has come up frequently as I’ve been reading Ruchir Sharma‘s book “The 10 Rules of Successful Nations.” My answer has consistently been “No.” While I am already a leader in my sphere of influence, I find myself more intrigued by economics.
For a nation to succeed on the world stage, what does it take? According to Mr. Sharma, a nation doesn’t need to fulfill all ten rules but would benefit from adhering to most of them. He identifies several key factors:


Mr. Sharma emphasizes a fundamental principle that underpins all these rules: the recognition of the impermanence of economic trends and the regular rhythms of change.
Reflecting on Kenya in relation to these ten rules reveals significant gaps. It’s not that we lack understanding of the trends; rather, our systems have made a select few comfortable. This comfort often hinders the refinement and implementation of necessary policies, as change can be perceived as a loss or discomfort to their gains.
I found it particularly thought-provoking when reading about State Power. “Successful nations, as Mr. Sharma notes, build governments that are right-sized—not overly bloated and smothering, nor too small to provide essential services like police, schools, roads, and telephone networks. Their government spending is balanced compared to other nations within their income class.”


After engaging with this book, I am left with more questions, especially regarding inflation and currency trends. I am curious about what it would take to maintain a sense of balance in these areas.
About the Author: Ruchir Sharma penned the international bestseller Breakout Nations and is a contributing op-ed writer at the New York Times. His commentary has also appeared in the Wall Street Journal, the Financial Times, Foreign Affairs, and other publications. He is chief global strategist at Morgan Stanley Investment Management, based in New York.
I have finished reading #TheGildedOnesTrilogy as January comes to an end, and I am pleased with having such a great start to the year in books.
The last book in the series is The Eternal Ones, and it set out to answer the question: Deka holds the power to defeat the gods, but can she become one?
Something stuck with me on Deka’s evolution, she started out as a young girl just turned sixteen wanting to be declared pure by the gods at Oyomo so she could continue in the expected order of women to get married, have children and serve their husbands- and then she bleeds gold and is declared a demon, only to learn that she is a by-product of the gods and she has to fight deathshrieks- and as the war intensifies she learns that everything she knew about the benevolence of the gods were lies, and that there were many more gods.
Yet, for someone who was cast out, looked down upon and killed eleven times- she could choose vengeance instead of granting the people choice…it’s interesting that she had the power to destroy and compel people to worship her and grow stronger as a result, but instead she gave them the chance to choose and honoured their choice.


It’s been a splendid journey and I am so team Deka! This trilogy stays in my personal library as an absolute favourite. There is a character that I believe made this epic even better and that’s White Hands, don’t call her Fatu- because if anything is true about her as a warrior and strategist is that she doesn’t get angry, she gets even.
I cannot end this flowery review without sharing a phrase or moment that I would remember from this book, and that is the conversation between Sayuri and Deka where she says:
And do you know, madness is illuminating. Because when you no longer think like others, you are forced to think like yourself. To see things in ways you might not have seen before. To see the truth. And that brings understanding, painful though it may be.


Have a great day and I can’t wait to delve into the next read.
Saturday is laundry and house cleaning day for me- but what do you do when you wake up and the taps are dry? You write.
Well, that is what I have chosen to do. So, we are a week to February, and this January has sped past with lots of activities reminding me that I am yet to pursue the goals I set for myself this quarter. However, I am loving a couple of things, and I thought why not list them?


2. Reading more non-fiction books and I am currently obsessed with Ruchir Sharma’s – The 10 Rules of Successful Nations.

3. David Perell’s podcast- I especially loved the conversations he had with Elif Shafak and Fareed Zakaria
4. Namina Forna- listen I am on the last book of The Guilded Ones trilogy and cannot tell you how much I love a story that has strong women characters that fight! I know, it speaks a lot about me- and yet there is something about Deka’s journey that I cannot shy away from.

5. Buying books that I have always wanted to read and first on that list is Pachinko.

6. Mocktails: I discovered that sugar, sprite and some flavor topped with mint makes me smile, so I am exploring various flavors once in a while when I step out.

7. Bathroom/ Mirror selfies- I am getting the hang of this and it’s my fun way of trying so many things that I think would be a treat- that I can look back on and have a laugh. I am still at taking over 10 photos and only loving one of them- so if you can share tips on how to take good mirror selfies, please let me know.

8. Crocheting. I am making a scarf while watching my k-dramas on Netflix and yes while we are at it, what happened to the change in making shorter episodes that we moved from the 16-episode run to 12 or worse off 10 episodes and we think that’s sufficient?

That’s it for the eight things I am loving and doing right now, have a great weekend and stay safe.
A life rich with heartfelt experiences.
Walking into my highest and truest self- in peace and love, kindness, light, truth…choosing to treasure right, loved ones and moments.
And so I hope that when the time is right and my season comes to an end, that I shall have lived as though working for my highest self.
I love a series just as much as I can complete one. If I come across a book in a store and it’s part of a series, I never buy a copy until I see all the other books there- and this bugs me a lot especially when I go to Text Book Center and there is either book two but no book three or one, or four in stock.
That said, allow me to tell you the overaching theme in this second book of #TheGuildedOnes, and it is as White Hands calls it, “When gods dance, humanity trembles.”
Deka, now does everything in her power to awaken the Mothers, but along the way she comes to learn that there is more to the story- there is more to be uncovered about the gods, the alaki and the endless wars and what if the mothers lied to them? To Deka she’s learned the hard way and if there is anything about her upbringing that she knows for certain it’s that: A woman who cannot earn for herself is a woman without choices or recourse.


There are some scenes that I couldn’t shake for example when Melanis goes at Deka for being caught up in memories of her torture. “Burn for a thousand years, Deka. Become so familiar with the odour of your flesh that it is a constant perfume. Know intimately how each part of your body crumbles, then heals. Then you can tell me of foolish things like battle fatigue and torture.”
“One last thing Deka: be sure to put names to things.” She explains, “Names are what gives things power. Even gods.” She walks closer. “For instance, if I call you a god, then you are one. Never forget that.”
I wonder what next for Deka, she is growing into her powers and each betrayal sends her spiralling into a search for answers and I think the final book has her going back to where it all began- facing the past that the gods kept hidden and choosing what path to take, but I can’t help but wonder will she become a god too?
What I truly want is to be a blade- the blade that strikes down all the gods. The Gilded Ones, the Idugu- all the beings that wish to lay claim to the people of Otera.


It is three, an hour to four in the evening and just the right time to get myself a cup of tea as I cosy up to a warm throw blanket. I finished reading Dream Count by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie.
Before you read on, can I ask you a question? My assumption is that you want me to get to the point, and so I will ask you, “what does a book demand from a reader?”
This question has been on my mind having got mixed reviews from fellow readers on this book, and the usual pendulum of thoughts on this- some say it’s amazing, others that it wasn’t all that, some they never finished reading it (the dreaded DNF) and then those who say it’s not like her other works.
And on the last comment, yes- this is nothing like her other works, this is a book that stands on it’s own, the Chimamanda who wrote it is not in the same mental, psychological or physical state she was in while writing Americanah, it’s 2025 for heaven’s sake and on that is where I ask myself, “should an author’s works embody the same kind of feeling, voice, tone across their writing life?” I sincerely hope not, because with this book I was immersed in the lives of four women who were being sculpted by their parents’ expectations, their dreams, their experiences, their desire to love and be loved- to be chosen, put first, applauded…and through all these experiences they were losing bits of themselves, the sense of knowing, a clarity of what it is they seek- and that in itself was like grieving.

In reading this it was interesting how Chiamaka was seen as the whimsical one who built castles in the air and had her parents money to blow, Zikora the lawyer and rational one who always said things as they were, Omelogor the bold and fearless one with a body that men died for and who could literally face the devil and have a drink with him unscathed, and finally Kaditou- the sweet, naive, loving and tender one- who dared to dream and work herself to the bone for the life she desired for her daughter.
One of my favorite lines from the book:
“Binta. Binta was born dreaming, always talking of other places, other worlds, where girls went to school and clean water gushed from taps. She walked in quick steps, as if holding back an enormous hunger to burst free; she did everything fast, she quivered with the restlessness of unhatched dreams.“
Dream Count is not flamboyant. The way I took this book in was that it does not demand the red carpet roll out, because I could see these women everywhere I looked- I could see the questions on marriage, child birth, on finding the right man, keeping the man satisfied, on wanting to travel, to speak, question and explore uncertainties without being pinned down by societies expectations. So, yes…it is vivid, the writing pace varies and there are characters that jump out of the page like Binta, Omelogor…stupid Darnell! Or the never ending meddling Aunties…
I am glad I finally got to read this book and somehow on the whole scheme of labels and the human fascination with ranges, I find this sitting steady somewhere between a 3 and 4 star at a 3.5 star rating. Now forget my rambling and go read the book...

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