a hopeful transmission

“I’m grateful for always this moment, the now, no matter what form it takes”.

Eckhart Tolle.



Does the title sound familiar in any way?
I nicked it off an album interlude in Coldplay’s album, Mylo Xyloto.
One of my favourite people in the world¬†adores Coldplay and I’d always been a fan too, I just seem to understand them much more now. I find myself playing their music on shuffle whenever I’m walking around the streets here (or anywhere really), and just feeling very hopeful and optimistic about life.

This time, Coldplay (me and my imaginary star friends ūüėÄ ) accompanied me to the Bahrain National Museum day before yesterday, making¬†the entire experience even more magical. We (my cousins and I ūüėÄ ) actually went three days ago but we found it closed and decided to come back later, but that first trip didn’t go to waste. I was in awe, and spent at least an hour plus + taking pictures! The Museum and National Theatre are in the same compound, although I couldn’t enter the latter as there was an ongoing conference. Check this link out, can’t believe I was just at it’s doorstep! I’m grateful for just that. Maybe when I’m a world famous architect/ travel blogger they’ll let me in *grin*

*Stops typing and touches temples, visualizes and sends out magical vibes out to the universe*

I stayed until after sunset, playing ‘Sky full of stars’ on repeat, completely immersing myself in the wonder of it all. At the end of the museum visit, I took a moment (at least thirty minutes, haha) to pause¬†and be present. Feeling the warm breeze against my skin, listening to the faint sound of the waves, and in a span of three minutes listening to the unanimous sound of the adhan from several mosques in Manama. I knew it was special when I got goosebumps all over on my arms.

In such moments, I pause and remember to state what I’m grateful for. I’m grateful for life. For growth. For this moment.

What are you grateful for right now?


pilgrim in bahrain

“Realize deeply that the present moment is all you ever have”.

– Eckhart Tolle.



Day 101/ 365

This time round, my pilgrim adventures took me beyond the Kenyan borders and into the Persian Gulf. Bahrain has been good to me, although I fear that my overexcitement¬†may be driving my family crazy. I’m always the last to enter and leave whatever space I find myself in – marveling at the beauty of life in it all – tugging around and switching between my phone and camera¬†that I got a few days ago (which I’m still learning how to use), and coming up with new places to see.

On my 4th day in Bahrain, my uncle decided to treat us to an afternoon at the Amwaj Islands, which are a group of man-made islands about forty five minutes drive from the capital Manama. Bahrain is a fairly small place, and with the progressive infrastructure it’s easy to connect and move around between places. The drive was forty five minutes long only because we left the house during the usual¬†4 pm rush hour, when everyone was getting out of work, and even then, it was an enjoyable trip, with uncle explaining to us¬†that most of the buildings we saw were built on reclaimed land. Amazing. Even more impressive was the beautiful public housing he’d point out to us, where residents don’t pay rent and the house is considered their own.¬†Mind blown.

For now, I’ll just take a back seat on the touristy stuff and focus on¬†enjoying my time with my family. Maybe make them a lovely meal and help around the house tomorrow, then venture out the day after? I have a few places in mind and I want them in their best moods so they can willingly accept ūüôā

To expound on that thought, I recently read somewhere online that the best way to explore a new place is by foot, walking around and familiarizing yourself with the sights. Maybe¬†I should just¬†walk around the neighborhood and get a few shots not too far from the house so I don’t get lost? With technology these days, I could navigate with Google maps – only problem is I haven’t got a local sim card and just depend on spaces I can access wifi to talk to my loved ones back at home or upload pictures on Instagram. No wi-fi, no connection beyond the spaces I find myself in, and I realized today that it’s been making me anxious. I’ll try to be more present and in the moment instead – remind myself what I’m¬†grateful for. It’s so important to savour the beautiful little moments life offers us, and be grateful for exactly where we are. Alhamdulilah.

I shot all these pictures in manual mode. This post would have been up sooner if I didn’t have to sift through all the test shots, a folder of about 70 pictures that I¬†downsized to these 11 on this post, ha!¬†I¬†just lightly edited them on Photoshop, the usual brightness, contrast, curves and colour balance functions. I feel like there’s a lot to be learnt and I’m excited at the opportunity to keep growing.

Chat more soon.

more life

‚ÄúWe travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.‚ÄĚ
‚Äē Ana√Įs Nin.



Today Yesterday, I got to watch the sun rise from an airplane window. This is also the first¬†post on my blog that I’m writing away from home, in a¬†new country. It is ironic that it all seems so surreal after months of endless planning. Maybe it’s because technically, I am home – with my uncle’s family who I see about once a year. Whatever it is, I’m trying to be grateful and soak in every single moment – whether I believe what I’m experiencing is true, or a dream.

You see the thing is I’ve been planning on taking a trip outside Kenya for over a year now, and finally it seems to have magically worked out. Life these past few months have been as unpredictable as the weather. I’ve always had to think of plan B’s, C’s and D’s to back up my moves at all times – always preparing for a disaster to happen. It is a terrible habit that encourages anxiety, while convincing yourself that it’s all somehow for your own good. Fixing problems even before they happen. I can’t describe the feeling I had after my little brother’s and my passport got stamped and we found ourselves walking into the arrivals hall at the Bahrain International Airport.

My cousins picked us up and agreed to take the long route home to show¬†us around the financial district of Manama. Very Middle-Eastern statement skyscrapers plonked into the landscape, with a panoramic view of the Arabian Sea, listening to Kendrick Lamar’s track ‘Humble’ on repeat. My brother and I had a three hour nap and then we all went out for dinner at Muhammed Noor Restaurant. We had bukhari rice and grilled chicken, which is the definition of generous portions. Sema tamu? We then stopped at a bridge in the middle of the¬†city to get a view of the skyline, and later¬†walked around the City Center mall where I got to ogle at some yummy cameras – wishing I could take them all! *insert crying emoji*

It was a lovely day, and somehow today topped it up. I can’t wait to share more with you.

In other news, we got nominated as Best Travel Blog at this year’s BAKE Awards! There’s four other very worthy nominees in this category so I’m truly humbled to just be on the list, and would appreciate every single vote I can get. I’ve learnt to take nothing for granted, so here I am saying how thankful I am to each one of you. It would mean so much to me if I won, so please vote for me and spread the word. I tear up just thinking about actually winning!

For about two weeks now, I’ve been listening to Drake’s playlist ‘More Life’ on repeat, day dreaming about listening to it in another part of the world and looking back to this little girl who always dreamed of ‘traveling around the world’. And here I am, following through with the fantasy. So whichever part of the world you’re reading this from, good morning, good afternoon, good night! I’m here to talk about More Life.

PS. Forgive the blurry pictures in some of the shots, I tend to get too excited sometimes and it shows in the pictures haha.