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Isn’t it an overjoyed opportunity to experience a strong and overwhelming affection from those who matter around you? How do you feel when that affection is engulfed within you and without you? Do you also return back the same experience to others? True Love is a mutual affectionate feeling and experience shared, within and without, persons of common purpose or intent. I personally enjoy affection that is based on a foundation of True Love.
True Love is a joy of a community
True Love brings around sad and withdrawn souls and faces into a boomerang of joy and happiness. True Love is a synonym of external and internal peace. True Love breaks all barriers of social, cultural and economic boundaries.
The free fall of the shilling against the dollar has drastically affected the lives of ordinary Kenyans, and has greatly challenged the viability of healthy opportunities of Business in Kenya. The shilling tumbled to a low of 95.10 against the dollar last month.
The Government must do something and it must act pretty fast, to save many affected Kenyans who are depending on the strength of the dollar as a daily sacrilege. The Kenyan shilling is said to be amongst the worst performing currency, after neighboring Uganda’s shilling, the Maldives rufiyaa and the Suriname dollar. What is happening in this wonderful country!!!!, if its not post election violence, it is famine, or a fire tragedy, a misbehaving shilling, road carnage, lethal brews, God in heaven what next!?
Within no notice came a terrific roar. And then another. The ground shook under our feet and a blast of hot air sent us sprawling. My face hit the concrete surface of the pavement supported by my left hand and I felt blood warm in my nose. There was a horrible splintering noise as the building adjacent began to crackle. The Agony of Poverty sent as to the vicinity of the tragedy hoping for the best. Gone are the days when people did not realize they were poor.
There was long wailing all over the place. I stared at the tragic scenery, emotion strangling any reply, actual tears in my eyes. It was a moment to reckon. We shared various very crucial occasions such us this, it struck me how we managed to overcome the depth of such incidences in the Agony of poverty, the ordeal we had been through –not only facing the prospect of imminent death with my peers, but also loosing all our livelihoods.
The Agony of Poverty not only trained us to rush to fatal scenes to see if we could defeat death but also to gain a dollar or more by salvaging what we thought was manna from Heaven. It isn’t new for petrol tankers to have dropped in ditches or fallen in sharp corners, creating a free flowing sea of petroleum products. Even with well known knowledge of the outcome of similar incidents, the Agony of Poverty became a stronger spirit of control rather than a savior.