Of Zeronski and Success

If A equals success, then the formula is A = X + Y + Z. X is work. Y is play. Z is keep your mouth shut. -- Albert Einstein

No wonder I blog, chat online and contribute to a few online forums. I wanna make the formula complete, if only I could get the X correct. Guess it aint the same for Kenyan politicians and radio presenters. Do those guys ever shut their mouths? Anyway who is Einstein to define to us what success is? Isn’t he the same guy who came up with the relativity stuff? Hmmm methinks it’s just an excuse to be able to shift the goal whenever the likes of I fika there, successtopia. BTW how many people would consider me successful…..well, would I of all people? Nah nah nah, I mean that would be the day! And yeah success is relative. You can’t dump relatives, and you can quote me on that.

We buried one last week, an uncle, my mother’s brother, father to my cousins, a second father to me. A successful man he was, knew when to work, play and also when to keep his mouth shut (BTW he was one of the loudest dudes you ever saw). I will surely miss the guy, we all will. Generous to a fault, at least to me he was. Zeronski this is to you.

Zeronski’s sendoff wasn’t without its share of drama . Being a tough son of the soil, of course he had to be sent off with all the fanfare and deference that befits his stature. Everyone wanted a piece of him, and anyway wasn’t he their guy. The hearse’s siren was drowned by the cacophony caused by the wailing, whistles and horns (not car horns, natural ones). But the highlight of it all was this guy with a recorder (I always called it a flute), not because of his prowess in playing it, but rather for the opposite. Obviously charged with some hard stuff-the hardest and maybe reinforced by some hard smoke, the guy went on bragging how he played the instrument even in Europe. Challenging us even to ask Zeronski….duh! then he would burst forth in his rendition of Zeronski’s symphony in K minor- ever heard the noise a mbuzi makes when kicking its last……

All this just to bid you bye. Of course you couldnt see it all, you were lying smug in your pretty white casket. Well, Zeronski if you were reading this, then I would wish you a nice rest from the vagaries of this world. The cacophony, the chaos, miasma. The hypocrisy, double talk, name it. You lived your life well. Am just reminded of these sayings from…..you guessed well, Albert Einstein:

"The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there's no risk of accident for someone who's dead."

And that:

“Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile”

May we all follow Zeronski’s nyayos.

Au retour

Okay am still the wannabe writer of yore. Do I ever learn, naaah, not that am aware of it. Guess I just have to do with spewing forth these amateurish words in a bid to sound just a wee bit writer-ish. Eeeesh!! That was so ish ish. Well I just had a nice long hiatus from writing, what do you expect. I just told a buddy of mine that I ran out of stories; probably. But honestly speaking, guess there has been too much going on in my mind that whenever I wanna settle down and comment on some occurrence, it is surpassed by the events. If I were a journalist, I would have been scooped like a million times thank God am not one.

First things first. Thanks to the few fans I have, those who think that my raves and rants are hilarious. Well if I hadn’t told you, I have a sense of humor, in that I can sense it when it is delivered, as for delivering it, well……God knows best. Poi, mama shady, may you die of laughter and may you never ever resurrect from it. To J.R Woodward, may you live in interesting times. Lastly but not least “anonymous” my ever loyal reader….i know you and there is simply no reason to hide your identity, you give me a reason to continue doing this. And to those of you who didn’t drop a line to me, may you always have time to drop me a line. This is a tribute to you guys for making me feel so bloated up and well….appreciated.

Well, here I go again, bloggers block…is there anything like that? This is where I display my other trait, being a man of few words (of my own if at all), I mean only a few make sense. Yada yada yada and I wonder how people actually read these things. Been a mild movie freak, as in I catch a movie every once in a while and quite a few have left a mark on my psyche. Lemme just finish this post by quoting an excerpt of William Parish (acted by Antony Hopkins of “Silence of the Lambs” fame) to Joe black (Brad Pitt). So if you are still wondering what am yodeling on about:

William Parrish: Multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what I'm talking about.
Joe Black: Those were my words.
William Parrish: They're mine now.

Hasta luego mis amigos. God bless you all.