Oh, Ngarenyiro River, a symbol of peace and tranquillity, where my mind stopped racing and all my problems disappeared for a moment. Remember how we talked to each other? The dreams we wrote together? How you assured me that it would get better? I miss you Ngarenyiro River. Your banks were overflowing and now we have destroyed you to a point of no return. How can I come back if I can’t hear the rush of your freshwater? You were my greener pastures. Don’t worry Ngarenyiro, you are not gone in my heart. I am still working on ‘our’ dreams.