When you grow up between the soil of red earth and wide skies, you learn early stories that aren’t just told, they breathe to life. They live in songs of fire, in wind-carved stones and in the rhythms of hooves and heartbeats. Kenya, the country where traditions walk beside modernity, where the silent breaths between childhood stories and the rustle of nature, speaks louder than filler words ever could.

From this land, to moving to India, a country which shares the feat of one of the oldest standing civilizations in history, layered cultures and living contradictions, my journey has been one of mostly observing and listening. Listening to languages and experiences that bloom differently but ache the same. Listening to the endless sounds of the city and the other world of sounds in the forests, mountains and oceans through differing human values and traditions. 

As an MA student of Politics and International Relations, I often find myself standing at the crossroads of cultures, climate and human interaction not just within these countries but of the world. It leaves me wondering how stories of people, power and the planet can heal and nurture us, making us more empathetic towards those with different stories. My interests of tribal cultures, climate change, cults and the unseen ways belief moves human beings at individual and community levels are all fragments of one larger question;

“What binds human beings and makes us the most successful species on the planet even during times that feel fragmented?”

Through my aforementioned interests here, I hope to explore that question. I have attempted to do so till now through writing poetry through a book (Out of Maasai Land, 2024), through research papers and articles and sometimes, just through pure curiosity and wonder. I believe this page is not a single-perspective chronicle of a Kenyan student in India, nor one of an aspiring diplomat. I aim to make it substantial, about human journeys traced across continents, climates, and cultures. Welcome to my world, where the sounds of Eng’orika drums meet monsoon clouds, and where global stories are interwoven as different echoes of the same song.