Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our greatest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.." Coach Kenneth Carter

On a hot sunny day, in the middle of June in a village in the jungles of Africa, a child gasps for air as it takes first first breath. Its father so proud for bringing life into this world, celebrates with a simple smile at its mother, making sure his joy is not mistaken for weakness; its mother a few tears on the cheek returning her husbands approval. And the journey that has been taken by many that came before, begins.

Now Kijo like his ancestors has a set of rules that he must follow, Go to school, get a a degree, usually they say "get papers", get a job, find a good woman to marry, have kids, and ride out the rest of your life; at age 4, begin his education at a kindergarten, age 6, primary school of, age 13, secondary school "of his choice" which in most cases entails "daddy" making the decision and  having Kijo believe that it is the best possible resolve to the underlying predicament (which by the way usually is the school his father went to in his day), study really hard at O-level exams, only to return to the same school for A-level obviously to take on a brain crushing PCB/M. Yeah, all the science there is to offer.

For the next two years, Kijo will walk head up high, looking down on the rest of the students that can only offer him way less intellectual stimulation. Every night, when Kijo lies in bed, with only his thoughts keeping him company, he imagines what it would be like if he had opted to pursue a less challenging, less crushing combination of subjects as he finally gives in and admits to himself that he is not cut out to be a scientist. He discovers that that gut feeling he had to request for a different combination of subjects, be it a mix of the science and the arts, or perhaps the arts as a whole (Science students should not be mistaken by thinking that an arts program is any easier or makes one any lesser). "If only i had fought papa on this one..!", he whispers to himself, not to wake Mondi in the lower bank of the bed. And the as dawn sets in, the sun rises over the horizon, Kijo puts on his game face and continues to fool the world, all in fear that he is inadequate.

The results of his final exams concluding his high school are in and his father rushed to school to pick them up. On his arrival at home, her is met by a very nervous wife and son, with the wife thinking, "Oh, I hope Kijo did not dissatisfy his father..", and all that is running in Kijo mind is " 23 points, 23 points, oh lord, please...!". And as each minute passes the request in his prayer begin to reflect reality  as he now prays of 20 points, and 18 points and finally "Lord, at least 15..., papa is already going to kill me as it is...".

After twelve long and very awkward months, Kijo is shipped off to India to pursue an Aerospace Engineering degree. Yeah, thats not adding salt to injury. He struggles through his college years, barely making it through each semester: and after 5 years, he graduates with a mediocre grade. Still not sure whether he should be Engineer or not, he goes ahead to get a job. (Kijo could have been an amazing lawyer, musician, dancer, wrestler... the list is endless)

Kijo is in love with Sera. Sera is very beautiful, graceful, elegant, open minded. Sera gets a lot of attention from boys. Sera secretly has a thing for Kijo and every day Sera puts herself out there for Kijo. Kijo has never spoken to Sera. Kijo is terrified of Sera. Kijo is sad. He doesn't feel good enough for Sera. Weeks go by, and weeks turn into months, and soon, months into years. Sera cannot wait forever so Sera moves on. Kijo meets Molly, not as beautiful as Sera, a lot less attention. Kijo feels Molly would be lucky to have him, and after a few months, Kijo marries Molly. Soon Molly is pregnant.
On a hot day, in the middle of June, a baby is brought into this world.

Many nights while Kijo lies nest to his wife, convincing himself that he truly loves her, he stares at the ceiling and thinks about his choices. Imagines how things would have turned out if he had gone to a different school, studied for a different profession, and often wonders how Sera is, wondering what she might be doing at that exact moment in time. As he turns to his side, facing his back towards his wife, he wonders how different things could have been if he had had the courage to ask her to a movie, or dinner, or even just a minute of her time just to say hi, but then he remembers Molly and thinks to himself, "I love my wife, don't I?"

Our greatest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our greatest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure..,
 I think not. I think Our greatest fear is  that we are inadequate. Period.
(go easy on me, this is my first...lol)

Signing off,
Yours Truly,
Mysterytechieguy

ps: that the best name could come up with so just roll with it. no judging on this page....lol