I know I have not posted for a very long  time and i should have let everyone know that I am fine and doing good. I have migrated to Canada now Since July of 2017. I wasn't happy back in Iringa and lived my life full of stress. I couldn't say I am happier but am better without the hassle of being persued by authorities that make life uneasy for you. It's been a journey and claiming refugee status has been a road to making it happen. I am very grateful to have made it here. I have also lost weight, weighing from 150kg to 125kg, which is great.
Will be posting more  but here is a photo....from then to now,

 then...And now

For lunch at Popeyes

Morning

I slept well after thinking i might have a jet lag but the thing is , to make oneself much tired before going to bed on local time and then only you can overcome it. Toronto at this time of the year is nippy and i like the pinch of the cold air nipping me in the evenings and early morning. It's warm in the apartment and i sleep with a

Just a light cover instead of the heavy blankets or quilts. I have yet to take a lot of photos but this now early morning.....

Hectic traveling

It's been a week of total hectic running, packing things, payments done, saying goodbye to friends, and this is just a 3 week short trip going to visit my sister Zainab and brother in law Imtiaz, my brother from Seattle is coming in too and so will my aunts and uncles gather to be together for an occasion...
I cannot believe I am traveling, and it's after 19 years since I last was in Canada. Time flies and now it's already a year since my sister got married and is expecting a baby. My bro N law is very excited and so we all are...
From a whole perspective, Zainab is the first gal from our family to have a grandkid and so is Imtiaz the first in his side of the family to have their first Lil grandchild. I never expected to to come this far and the trip has been very tiring, and at this age it feels like  I cannot take much travelling as I could some few years back. The walking I did in the last few days especially in Dar and just at the Schipol airport was just what I would do in a month and here already I have done a month's walking in 2 days, and that shows how much out of shape I am. Seriously....
I yes it has opened my eyes big time that there is more I can do when I put my mind to it and that is now, losing some weight...
Am in the plane writing this so once we land at the airport, I will be able to post this. I was seated at 32c and then I asked to get transferred to a another seat where I could stretch my legs as seating for long is not healthy on these small seats and so got 36 h and I which I shared with another woman and her name is Janine and she takes groups to New Delhi, India for yoga and ashram trips where in some ways she earns a very nice living and also getting to go to India is fun, but these long trips kill you... We we talked about Indian food from khichdi to Daal and lots more. I didn't get her email but I am sure she will be on the Internet..... Hope fate meet her again...

I....

 

Sad...

I am so frustrated, i don't have anything to say, it seems i don't even have a right to my own bloody life....
So frustrating.....

Of late some cakes...

Too much noise pollution

I though that being a Sunday, it would be easy and I would be able to relax, in spite of closing the cafe , but no, the Church or whatever denomination that is [Overcomers], it is just a big nuisance, the noise is so high with church songs etc....!!
I don't mind  good gospel music and I love listening to beautiful local music but these people do keep it at high volume and no matter how much you tell them it still goes on on, and only on ..hear this out... Thursday, Friday Saturday and Sunday....duuuu Maisha ni hayo...[This is life]...
On the other note, the bus stop has been moved from Tanesco area in town to near the National Library and its a nuisance of the hooting from early morning till 10 at night... such a pain, and I dont mean to rant out this much , it getting to my nerves on noise pollution. When will the locals understand, what it is, to NOT be able to hear, I mean I see people shouting on phones in public places, with a monologue and maybe spilling whatever secrets they have, making it known to the public...or the noise in the music shops, or or the so called Toka Shetani Church [Cleansing the bad/spirits from the body....Church] .
Its come to a point that even the television that people want to hear is loud... do we really understand the consequences of having loud or high decibel volume of noise in our life?... I am sure many are suffering from stress of quickened heartbeats, not able to hear since the eardrum gets damaged... and maybe pressure BP...?????

Ok lets see what the authorities will do in the near future?I am just tired of all this and maybe its a sign for me to do my own thing in life...daaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Long overdue

It's been a while since I wrote anything and I always have been procrastinating, but this I decided to add something. I am traveling to Toronto, Canada to visit my sister and be there for her baby shower and meet my uncles and aunts and most of all my brother....
I also would like to say Thank you to a wonderful person for being a good listener... And for a beautiful bracelet which I will wear when travelling.... Thank you and I appreciate your support.

Someone that I would love to have…

Let the Priest chase my gay away….

To contemplate…Or not ???

It’s not what you know, or believe you know, that brings meaning and happiness. It’s how you touch and relate to yourself, others, and the world that matters. Do you hide behind concepts and beliefs and policies and philosophies, however grand they may seem? Or do you live genuinely in the thick of life, however messy and confusing that might feel? Whatever your answer, it’s always revealing, and freeing, to be present to yourself just as you are.