Homecoming

This is an entry I wrote on paper but failed to upload onto this blog.

13/12/2010

Dreams of a clear, smog-free, warm Nairobi sunshine have been shelved by circumstances that go way beyond my control. The anticipation of devouring the ribs of a hapless goat brought to slaughter in honour of the 'homecoming' have been put on hold as the plane sits like a lame duck on the runway. We're back at the airport for the second time in as many days; last nights' crushing news that the flight had been delayed by 16hours has been numbed somewhat by the stay in the three star hotel and loads of open bar drinks and food courtesy of KQ.

Its boarding time, and the itchy excitement of smelling Nairobi's air and savouring its intense warmth render me all giggly; its been nearly two years since I set foot in my motherland and the excitement is palpable. Just eight hours I tell myself and I shall get my chance to do so yet again.

There is nothing quite as breathtaking as the descent from Northern part of Kenya to the J.K.I.A. at night I dare say; its starts as a bleak darkness punctuated only by the occasional light - 'tis a scene that mirrors the heavens on a clear night. The punctuations slowly graduate to a line here and there and finally an entire array of lights as streets come into view and the beauty of the city is there for all to enjoy.

Clearance done and customs sorted. Luggage does take its time when you can see your loved ones through the glass partition of the airport arrival lounge but at last it is processed and I can safely say I'm home.

Overwhelmed by emotion and love, the admission that home is home is rather evident; the smell of the clear air, the perfect night sky, the flow of Kiswahili, Sheng and all other sets of dialects is music to my ears. Fighting back the tears is quite the task but it be time to drive up to the house and enjoy being in the motherland.

It feels good to be home; +254 you have been sorely missed and I'm here to prove it!