Good morning. Life will humble you. You can spend years grinding, doing everything right, and still not see results. Then someone else makes one move, gets one opportunity, and everything changes. Different journeys, I guess.
Recently,
Prince Indah was in Eldoret for a live performance.
By 9:30pm, he and his team were all set,
Performing one song after another until 5:00am.
Straight-up live music, from the instruments to the vocals.
No lip-syncing.
Dear Kalenjin musicians,
A live performance should be exactly that.
Arriving at 1:16am and leaving at 1:39am is a raw deal.
Having the DJ play your music while you hold a microphone and sing along is not a live performance.
Akitilde itilde kou talamwet…
Komi ake newirwir suet akoyakoiwech microphone ketien.
Otiense buana.
This app made me realize I’m not the first person to experience something, not even the cringiest episodes of my life. You’ll just be scrolling and find someone explaining the same thing.😂
Can a child under 7yrs do a wrong?
@ODPP_KE and @DCI_Kenya, @NPSOfficial_KE@IG_NPS, this cry is loud. Painful cry.
Step 1. Go to court. 2. Exhume the body. 3. Postmortem.
The rights here and justice belong to the child. Not the parents or the family or the religion.
The self-proclaimed village baddie who once became famous for parading around with Stivo Simple Boy has launched her muhindi boyfriend just days after announcing that she shed 15kgs through that dangerous shortcut known as Ozempic, the weight loss miracle that turns you from Omanga to Azziad with a blink of an eye.
Pritty Vishy posted her new red-dotted ninja online with a caption that hit Kenyan men harder than rent at the end of the month. She boldly declared she’s dating Patel because she wants good-looking babies, claiming Kenyan men will only forward bad genes of producing children who look otherwise.
Kenyan Men have suffered since Eve ate the fruit, but this level of disrespect deserves a taskforce! Pritty Vishy is not even the first to throw shade at Kenyan men. Before her, we had Prophetess Natasha, the anointed slayer of the gospel runway, who imported her own Punjabi miracle worker.
She looked down on us like expired anointing oil. But we kept quiet and watched them from a distance, far enough not to be sprinkled with heartbreak. Barely five months after that royal wedding, Patel packed his Samsonite, waved Namaste, and Murifeed back to India to start a curry powder ministry and open a chevda farm.
This was after eating Natasha's food that faces the earth Eat TauTau!!! Then came Madam Akothee, the Commander-in-Chief of Single Mothers, who imported a Caucasian fiancé straight from the Alps. We saw them running in maize plantations like extras in Storm over paradise.
But before we could finish clapping, the mzungu vanished to go make bombs in Iran. To date, we still don’t know whether he was a fiancé or a spy. So for Pritty Vishy, let’s not pretend to be shocked. It’s not a matter of if, but when.
The Patel will stay just long enough to harvest the sacred fruits of fulumbanya na kusongesha beacon sawa sawa, then one day he’ll wake up, realize the cost of pampers and baby formula in Kenya, and book a one-way flight to Mumbai, leaving Vishy behind humming to stevo simpo boy's “Inauma but itabidi Nizoe”
May Yehova Wanyonyi remember his poor pipoos in that thing called Mareej, It always ends up in premium tears & Pritty Vishy is not immune to Dust. Kama kawa sisi walala hoii hatuna maoni, Letu Jicho tu.
Kuoshwa after mtu amekuambia in way they pleases God ati yeye ni mwoshanaji, na hakuona the red flags means it is either wewe ni mjinga ama wewe ni mjinga tena