How difficult is it to see your member of parliament???
The image below shows a woman seating in a tree in Nairobi city to protest against what she call "interference with her democratic right" to meet her parliamentary representative. (legislature/mp)
The woman expressed her anger in the tree next to continental house ( her MP's office) after the security officials at Continental house (above Photo) denied her entry into the building to meet her constituency
representative who is also a cabinet minister,
Hon. Mutula Kilonzo.
Some youths under the tree were over-
heard saying that she is taking democracy a
notch higher.
He said he was as honest as a mirror en I voted him on the ground of change. As I began to prove that his promises were as empty as space, he fulfilled one out of many. But 2012 is another number. He'll sharpen his tongue...as eloquent as Cicero, en I'll say he can? This man these men! Or should I try that iron-lady?
Well, though she's as harsh as a grating wheel, she's as firm as faith...she's the only man in that group of men and I bank my hopes on her. With her, the future is as fruitful as Egypt.Yes, what I need is a petticoat government...the rest are as common as poverty
Mr. Walter Q. Onkieki is by fact, one of the best legal experts in Africa, in and below the Sahara.
His environment, and to some certain extend, his own past behavior, was attributed to shaping his way of life and making him live by his reputation as one of the best legal practitioner of his generation.
Mr. Ondieki had a very funny behavior when he first started his private practice but changed for the better, for instance:
When he arrived in the country from a British law school in London, like some other graduates from the west, he was very bully and looked down upon those with law degrees from African universities. He believed he was smarter, but wasn't he smart prior to winning a scholarship to study in the West?
Besides, he perceived that none of the top law firms would even hesitate to hire him.
However, after staying in the country for a while, he realized things were different; Mr.Ondieki was very desperate to find a suitable firm to practice his career. He had just enough cush to keep him going for at least some months or years before getting started.
One of his high school friends who was also a lawyer, pleaded with his boss to enlist Ondieki’s services in their firm, which was situated at Continental house- one of the most prestigious building in the East and central Africa. Ondieki was happy even though he didn't anticipate for a proper enumeration of salary from his first firm, for the firm was not doing too well to accommodate extra employees. So he lived in constant fear of being dropped out any time. His fear however materialized later after serving for few months.
He was served with a notice to quite the firm on obvious grounds; that he constituted unbearable financial imbalance to the firm.
He went round looking for an office to establish his own law firm and was lucky to get one. The new office was spacious but expensive. Considering the location of the office and his desperate status, he had to take Hobson’s choice.
He was very arrogant and boisterous young man by then, but his first experience in the new office changed his entire life: The new office was indeed new; it had very few furniture so he had to purchase them, a thing which dwindled his finances even further. He ran short of cash after budgeting for the new office, yet still his land lord at home Mr. Tony Mwinyi served him with an evacuation notice subsequent to the two months arrears, that had accumulated to Ksh60,000 ($ 800)
After reading the evacuation notice, Mr. Ondieki went to convince his landlord, Mr. Mwinyi, to give him some two or three more months to pay the piper. The landlord was available in his office but was very busy.
“I’m very busy right now. Do you mind if I send my wife to meet you in your office to sort out that?” Ondieki accepted. He had not yet received his new contact/ business cards, so he scribbled the address quickly on a piece of paper and gave it to his landlord, Tony Mwinyi.
That day, Ondieki reported to his new office late and as usual, before going in, he had to ask one of the cleaners whether any client had shown up asking for him.
“Yes. There were two... a couple was looking for you an hour ago.” A cleaner dressed in green apron replied. Ondieki felt he had just missed his first client but hoped that they would return. He arranged his table smartly and sat on the chair reading newspaper when he saw a lady talking to one of the cleaners on the corridor. He stretched his neck and realized there was a full size middle-aged man approaching behind the lady with a small brief-case suspended on his right hand. Mr. Ondieki knew that his first clients were back.
He attempted to create a strong appealing sensation such that his clients would perceive that he is a very experienced lawyer who had been working for years, not just idling. He unhooked a telephone headset and started talking to an imaginary person.
When he saw the lady on the door he covered the phone with his left palm and welcomed her warmly then continued talking to the Phone.
“Welcome in. have a seat’ pointing at the empty chair opposite him to his right. The man with a brief-case flashed his eyes all over the wall in Ondieki's office and frowned, with a bit of confusion. He took some steps back to confirm from the door whether he was in his due place. It was written:
Walter Q. Ondieki
Advocate & Commission for Oaths.
Being sure tat he was in the right place, the man walked in again, confidently and occupied the chair on the left side of the lady. Meanwhile, Ondieki was still on phone.
“Yeah, I won that case, but they paid me peanuts...Just imagine an international case like that.
In fact... in fact, I have been financing my flights to London and back with accommodation too, but they were able to pay me only one million. .
No! Dollars!
Of course! Yes, you know my records buddy. Ha ha hah! I have never lost any case, you know.
Oh, the oil field case?
Yeah, I won that too. The verdict was given last week.
yeah there was a better pay from that.
2 million dollars imagine. ...Ha, Ha, Ha, come on ...I have some fish to fry right now.
Ha, Ha! Well, OK. I will give you a call later.
thank you. And you are the best attorney general in the history of judiciary.
Ha, Ha. Cheers!”
He placed the receiver down to attend to his visitors.
“Sorry lady and gentleman, you can see I’m a very busy man. Welcome once again. Well, may I help you?”
He said, looking at the Man.
“No mine will take longer. I think just finish with her first”
“So you are not together! (surprised) OK, Lady may I help you first?” he requested.
The lady also requested to be the last person on service.
“No. Lets just finish yours first. We always say, ladies first.” insisted Mr. Ondieki with a smile. She smiled back and accepted the offer.
“I’m Mrs. Lorna Mwinyi your landlady. I’ve come to discuss...”
“Excuse me, let me clear with the gentleman” He interrupted the lady immediately.
With all the million dollars he had just mentioned on the Phone, Mr. Ondieki felt the real end of the world.
He turned to the gentleman hoping that he would have a case to earn from.
“I am from the city council and am here to inspect your business permit”
“but I was allowed to operate until 10th of this month!”
“Exactly sir! It is 11th today”
“Yes! It is eleventh today” added Mrs. Lorna Mwinyi with sympathy.
If you happen to know any Nairobian or Kenyan, please ask him/her how the city council, aka Kanjo, usually solve such a problem. It wasn't a good day.
