Thirteen years ago, I put pen to paper and captured the winds that were swirling around Kenya, those powerful, unpredictable forces that shape the landscape of our nation. In my book *The Changing Winds*, I explored how Kenya stood at the crossroads of tempestuous storms, gales of change, and the distant, elusive dreams of a calming breeze. Back in 2012, I described the winds as both violent and tender, forces that could either tear apart or gently usher in a new dawn. Now, in 2025, those winds are still here, and their intensity, unpredictability, and purpose have only grown. The winds of change have not ceased their churning between the gale and tempestuousness. Every election, every protest, and every political upheaval brings with it the whirlwind of uncertainty, anger, and hope. It is as if Kenya has been caught in an unrelenting storm, one that offers glimpses of the breeze - of peace, fairness, and hope - but never quite delivers it. Instead, we have been weathering gusts that s...
