So nice to hear from Nairobi, where I grew up, I used to live on River Road, near Grogan Road, and attended the Technical High School on Park Road.
A great part of school was the great library they had, where I used to enjoy looking at the Reference books, which our teachers (especially Mr Dunnington and Mr Dhillon) encouraged us to browse through and study.
At that time my ambition was to become a Journalist, and as well as being fairly studious, I used to write. After school each day, in addition to roaming the streets with my neighbourhood friends, I used to sit and write part of a novel each day. I filled about 8 or 10 Exercise books in neat, small longhand. It was my attempt at creative writing, hoping to win the New English Library's prize of Kenya Shillings 50,000.
It never happened. I couldn't get the story typed.
I worked very hard that year, 1972. Unfortunately, my Father died. That year, I got some of the best marks in most subjects.
In September 1972, our family got the visa and travelled to Britain, to settle here.
I fondly think of Nairobi, a great place in a great country.
I pray to God to give you rains where you have drought, and to develop co-operation and understanding between the great tribes of Kenya, so that your nation may prosper and all may share the fruits God has blessed you with.
As the national anthemn goes, "Ee Mungu nguwu yetu, Ee lete baracka kwetu"
Oh God, our strength, Bring to us achievement.
Wish you peace and joy.