Sifuna is playing suave politics
Finesse at its zenith
Was loyal to mzee till death
Has no felony records. Has kept his family private
Hitler as debater, stellar as an orator
Is assertive, heck combative but not abusive
Balls of Indian steel. Definitely a novel stock our politics and country needs
That Kenyans are now contributing cash to the course is not startling
I mean in mature Democracies, voters and donors fund campaigns. Aids in curbing graft
Just hope you will not pull a Morara on him with the funds
Mnakuanga predictable. Kesho aki change from his monotonous Khaki pants msianze
“Pesa Yetu!” 🫣
Modern parents are raising self-entitled swamp rats.
• They buy them smartphones at an early age
• Dance with them in TikTok videos
• Reward them when they throw tantrums
• Avoid punishing them
• Employ housemaids to carry out house tasks as children sit and play in the house
These children can't wash their clothes, cook a simple meal, or clean the table after a meal.
They even insult housemaids.
Some even talk back to their parents.
These are the children who grow to become the idiots you see saying, "children need privacy."
Which privacy?
The results of a poorly raised child are so many awkward and displeasing teenagers and young adults on X insulting people and disrespecting order.
Children need strict supervision and instant punishment.
Otherwise, the consequences will be catastrophic.
THIS MIGHT HELP SOMEONE.
WHERE TO BUY THINGS AT A BARGAIN IN NAIROBI
1. Cereals – Get them in Nyamakima in that kichochoro for Molo matatus. Groundnuts from the market cost Sh190 per kilo, but at Nyamakima they are Sh110. You can also get apples and other fruits at a good price.
2. Diapers and bar soap – OTC. The kichochoro between Quickmart and Equity.
3. Chemicals for homemade detergent, bleach, fabric softener, disinfectant – OTC, the building with quickmart, go upstairs, first floor. They will even explain how to mix them.
4. Bulk shopping – If you can manage to go to Kawangware or Eastleigh, you will save a lot. In Kawangware, go to Samwest in the market. Alight at Mlango Soko, then at Cooperative Bank, go down and turn at the first right turn, walk about 20 metres and you will find Samwest. Go with a list, they will give you the prices. If you are buying things for a shop, they deliver. Alternatively, you can turn left and walk a bit for like 100 metres where you will find many wholesale shops including FairPrice. Also look out for Israel. In Eastleigh, as you walk towards the Catholic Church or if you are coming from Pangani, just after you take the right turn to enter Eastleigh, you will see the Marie Stopes sign board, the shops start there. If you are an uptown girl, on the upper side of Biashara Street just before you join Koinange Street there is a Muhindi shop that sells groceries at wholesale prices. It’s opposite Yala Towers. He also has storage and garbage bags at a good price.
5. Beauty products and jewellery – Perida Centre, Dubois Road, and basically Dubois Road.
6. Vegetables – Marikiti and Gikomba. Bunch of spinach @ Sh15, bunch of sukuma wiki @Sh10, terere @15, cabbages @20, 6 tomatoes @10, onions @ 1 bob, 4 maize cobs @20, etc, especially outside Marikiti.
7. Vegetables for those who live in Eastlands – Go to Korongosho market early on Wednesday or Saturday mornings. It is at the Dandora, Kariobangi roundabout. Buy carrots, peas, potatoes and onions from the lorries; it is cheaper than inside the market.
8. Meat – Ndonyo Market Dagoretti for Sh280 a kilo. Burma Sh200 to Sh250 a kilo.
9. Fish and chicken kienyeji – Gikomba. When you get to Gikomba, ask for the place where fish is sold. It’s a whole building opposite where newborn clothes are sold. It’s on the right as you walk towards the market.
10. Fish – Alpha Foods, Road A, Enterprise Road, you’ll get 40 pieces of tilapia @Sh1700. They close by 4pm. The boda boda guys can direct you.
11. Wine/alcohol – Opposite Kensilver matatus on Dubois Road, there is a club with better prices than Mwalimu on Mfangano Street. Also check Accra Road where the 2NK matatus are in the hawkers market building, go to 3rd floor there are many wholesale shops there.
12. Utensils – Kamukunji. Kamukunji is those sides as you head towards Machakos Bus Station.
13. Prescribed medication – Try Transchem next to the bike shop above or the Transchem ooposite Afya Centre. There is also another chemist near the number 4 matatus, where the hardware shops are. Sinai Chemist at the Nairobi Textiles building is cheaper than Transchem. It is at the intersection where the Kenya Mpya buses queue, opposite a building under construction, surrounded by iron sheets (mabati). Accra Road also has a stretch of affordable chemists.
14. Panties and bras – At the junction of Accra Road and River Road, directly opposite Kobil Petrol Station, there is a small corridor where panties and bras are sold. The quality is better than Kamukunji and cheaper than Mombasa Rest House on River Road. You can also buy kids’ vests, bikers, boob tops and tummy trimmers there.
14. Panties and bras – At the junction of Accra Road and River Road, directly opposite Kobil Petrol Station, there is a small corridor where panties and bras are sold. The quality is better than Kamukunji and cheaper than Mombasa Rest House on River Road. You can also buy kids’ vests, bikers, boob tops and tummy trimmers there.
This is the point we need to get clearly
Yes, the war has hiked the fuel prices globally
Yes it’s all over the world
However the Kenyan govt continues to tax kenyans too highly.
And it is not just fuel, it’s basic needs too. Things that Kenyans desperately need to keep their homes running. It is the case with electricity. Literally a third of your electricity bill goes into “other charges”
And what do we have to show for it as a nation? Where does all that money go? Their pockets. And then they later give us handouts from our own taxes. To be a Kenyan is difficult!
Today was meant to be iceman day but I totally forgot you truly aren’t allowed to be excited in the conditions we live in as Kenyans.
You can only truly be tutam if you directly benefit from these people. I’m convinced no sober brain just would
Working in Nairobi suburbs feels like every morning, you step into a version of life that looks like yours, and in the evening, you return to the one that actually is. You clock in at 8 and clock out at 5 from a 20-storey building with glass doors, biometric scans, and elevators that whisper. A few floors above you, lights are still on. People working late, because time there converts to money.
Outside, the roads are wide. You pass by Karen Office Park, then roll past The Hub, wine shops, and coffee shops selling a cup you'll never afford. You’re still in work mode. Polite. Measured. Composed. You head downtown. Britam Tower cuts the sky. For a second, it feels like you’re part of it. You’re not.
Traffic drags you further. You stop at Westlands Square, not because you need to, but to pause for a second. The commute slowly strips off the mask.
Around you is fellow lower income employees rushing to beat traffic just to get home in time to sneak in a nap. You stroll into Sarit Centre to kill time. Inside, everything is controlled, light, temperature, and spending. Outside, a guy is selling smokies next to a car worth his lifetime income. Nobody addresses it. But it’s there.
You don’t stay long. Across Waiyaki Way, Microsoft building stares at you as if to say, "You'll never work here." You board a Super Metro and pay 20 bob to Kangemi. Inside the bus, conversations switch language, not just words but weight. You put in your earpods, but you don’t play any music. Westlands is already saying enough. You stare out the window.
Somewhere in that skyline, opportunity exists but not equally. By the time you reach Kangemi, the city drops the filter. You pass by your favourite local joint, but today, you sit a second longer.
You check your phone, notifications from friends living both lives, one posting rooftop cocktails in Upper Hill, another asking for a connection, a job, a chance.
Tomorrow, you’ll iron the same shirt and return to the suburbs. You’ll speak their language and play their part, but one thing remains clear, unless you break from that place, you'll never live in their world which you spend 8 hours a day building.
Good morning
I am here to remind you not to overplan your life. Some things are beyond your control and for some you need to go with the flow.
What you think is a mistake could be your saving grace.
Never regret having a child or children when you are young. 90% of the young mothers i have seen especially below 24 including teenagers always deliver normal and very healthy children. You could be waiting until you are ready with a ring and a well paying job then you struggle having one or get one that needs alot of medical care. Ikikupata mapema songa nayo.
If you are lucky to get a man who wants to marry you but unfortunately you are still in college studying or you have completed college but don’t have a job while social media influencers are telling you not to go into marriage without your own money, don’t listen to them. Just ask yourself this one question “is he a good man. Does he tick your boxes” if the answer is yes everything else including studies and jobs can adjust to the new reality. While its good to go into marriage while financially stable its also true that you can get into marriage with your own money and your own money becomes the reason for its tragic failure and collapse. Men are so egoistic they can break up with a billionaire. To them respect and obedience reigns above money, cars, houses, gold and nyash. Even God’s interpretation of love is obedience.
Its very difficult to learn obedience when you have money. Hata si kupenda kwako. Its just the very nature of life. Thats the bible says the rich will have a difficult time entering heaven. Its because money comes with power to control and influence things in a way that doesn’t align with obedience. When you have it you make decisions quickly including the wrong decisions. It also makes certain sins very affordable.
The plan of God does not adjust to the schedule timetable and plans of human beings.
If you are lucky to start a successful business while in university but you keep slowing it down and turning away clients because you want to focus on your studies, those studies will disappoint you hadi ushtuke. Its not everything that your mother and father told you about life that is correct. Your parents taught you based on the level of their knowledge, exposure and experiences which could be outdated or biased. Remember they grew up in a different season. Not all their advice is relevant. Just weigh and see what is sensible practical actionable and has chances of success.
Don’t overplan things. Adjust to realities as they happen.
Hey 🤍
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As I have always said, If you have a problem with menstrual blood, then just date a man. Women menstruate it is not news. And sometimes, mistakes will happen.
If you think this little blood messes up your car, then wait till she has to push a baby out in the car while you are stuck in jam rushing to the hospital, you will see real blood.
And if she had a heavy meal before labor begins, Number 2 will actually come out before the baby. So this is nothing lads.
As long as you are straight and love women, then terms and conditions apply.😉 abakyala bazira.
Problems have a way of disguising people. Struggle can make someone look humble, patient, even kind. But sometimes, it is not humility. It is a limitation. It is a lack of opportunity to be anything else.
Remove the pressure. Remove the scarcity. Change the environment. And suddenly, you are no longer looking at the same person. You are looking at what was always there, waiting for room to breathe.
That is why money confuses people. Money does not change character. It amplifies it. It removes excuses. It removes restraints. It gives people the ability to act exactly as they are, without needing permission from circumstance.
A good person with money becomes more generous, more impactful, more intentional. A broken person with money becomes louder in their chaos, more dangerous in their ego, more visible in their damage.
And yet people blame money.
They even misquote scripture to suit their perception and soothe their ego. To feel better about it.
“Money is the root of all evil,” they say. But that is not the truth. It says, “For the LOVE of money is a root of all kinds of evil.” The truth is more uncomfortable. It is the LOVE of money, the obsession, the worship of it, that corrupts. Money itself is just a mirror with power.
You have probably seen it before. Someone already struggling, yet still rude, still cruel, still dismissive of others. And somewhere in your mind, a quiet question forms. If this is who they are with nothing, what happens when they have everything? When their cup overflows?
But we silence that thought. We call it judgment. We hide behind phrases like “everyone deserves a chance” or “God will change them.” Sometimes that is true. Sometimes people grow. Sometimes they heal. But that is just sometimes but not most of the time.
Sometimes, they just don’t.
Not everyone who suffers is kind. Not everyone who comes from humble beginnings is humble. And not everyone who needs help will use it to become better. Others just use it to become bitter.
Some people are not waiting to be saved. They are waiting to be unleashed.
It’s either my uncle Waruthu is heavily bewitched… or the man is the luckiest dropout kikuyu in the history of Kenya.
This man dropped out in Class 6. No degree. No biashara. No master plan. Just inherited land and some anointed timing.
He starts in Kingeero with a plot left by his father.
Then boom Western Bypass construction comes slicing through it, then KeNHA appears and tells him,
“Waruthu, kindly move, but first collect your 16 million.”
Now a serious man would sit down, call a fundi, maybe an architect, maybe even think of rentals, biashara, mabati ya tenants, something sensible.
Not Waruthu.
Waruthu buys land in Gitaru for 4 million, puts up a 3-bedroom house, then takes the rest of the money and launches a one-man campaign of alcohol, women and complete financial vandalism.
The man did not spend money. He attacked it.
Two years later, before the dust even settles, KeNHA returns again.
This time for the Gitaru-Kikuyu interchange.
I’m not joking.
Same man. Same story. Same government. Another cheque.
19 million.
At this point you stop calling it luck. This is now a calling.
He moves to Manguo near Limuru town, buys about three-quarter acre, builds again for around 4 million, then does exactly what he had done before.
Not almost. Not roughly. Exactly.
House first, then the balance is taken hostage by bars, women and enjoyment until nothing remains except memories and hangovers.
Any other human being would learn.
Waruthu?
Waruthu behaves like a man who thinks compensation is a monthly salary.
Then last November Ruto launches the Rironi-Nakuru-Mau Summit Road project.
Now tell me why this man’s land is again sitting next to the highway like it had been booked in advance.
Again the government comes.
Again they acquire.
Again Waruthu is paid.
This time 25 million.
You people, there are men who hustle for 20 years and never smell 5 million.
This fool has made a full career out of being removed by road projects.
He doesn’t farm.
He doesn’t build wealth.
He doesn’t invest.
He just keeps positioning himself where tarmac will eventually develop feelings.
The last report we got was that he had moved to Ponda Mali in Nakuru.
Either there’s a powerful mganga somewhere blessing his land papers… or God has a very twisted sense of humour when it comes to my uncle.
The man is turning Kenyan infrastructure into his personal ATM.
Respect. 😂
How does a whole Ministry of Education sit down, think, and arrive at the conclusion that politics should be banned from school drama festivals?
That is not just misguided, it is intellectually dishonest.
Education itself is political. The curriculum is political. The history taught is political. The leaders who decide what gets taught, funded, or removed are political actors. You cannot separate education from politics unless you are deliberately trying to control what young people are allowed to think.
So what exactly are we saying? That students can study governance in class, but they cannot express it on stage? That they can analyze society in essays, but cannot perform it in art? That they can think, but only within boundaries approved by power?
To think, but not too deeply. To speak, but not too boldly. To question, but not the system.
That is not education. That is conditioning.
And then it gets worse.
Imagine a school being disqualified for mentioning Singapore well, now infamously, Singapoor. Not a political party. Not a president. Not a protest. Just a country.
What are you afraid of?
Let’s call it what it is. When the mere mention of another country becomes “too political,” then the issue is not drama. The issue is insecurity. The issue is fear of comparison. The issue is fear of ideas. And even more, the fear of looking in the mirror.
The newly enforced “no politics” rule is very misguided and here is the truth they cannot escape:
Drama has always been political.
From ancient theatre to modern storytelling, art has always been a mirror. It reflects power. It questions leadership. It challenges systems. That is its purpose. You cannot blindfold a mirror simply because you do not like what it reflects.
So what exactly are we trying to do? Train students to master silence? Reward obedience over thought?
Once you start banning expression in art, especially among young people, you are not protecting them. You are limiting them. You are shaping a generation that will hesitate before speaking, second-guess before questioning, and shrink instead of thinking.
And that is dangerous.
You cannot build a thinking society by silencing thought.
You cannot claim to nurture creativity while policing ideas.
You cannot preach critical thinking and punish it at the same time.
At some point, we must ask ourselves a hard question:
Are we educating young people… or are we managing them?
If mentioning Singapore is enough to get you disqualified, then the problem is not the students.
The problem is the system.
As a Wife, If a man flirts with you knowing you have a Husband, that is not a compliment. He is not seeing a great woman. He is seeing weak boundaries.
He is not thinking, "She is special." He is thinking, "She can be taken."
And the moment you entertain that attention, you are proving how easy it is to disrespect your Marriage.
A man who openly crosses that line does not respect your Husband, But worse than that he does not respect you either.👂🏿🤌🏿
For a relationship to truly work in real life, you have to accept that you and your partner are two different individuals..shaped by different backgrounds, experiences, and ways of seeing the world…coming together to build one future. That alone requires patience, grace, and deep understanding.
You won’t always think alike, feel the same, or see things from the same perspective—and that’s normal. Differences don’t mean something is wrong; if handled well, they become an opportunity for growth.
In reality, you’ll notice a pattern: you meet someone you’re attracted to, but they lack sense. You find someone who has sense, but they can’t communicate. You meet a good communicator, but they struggle with trust. You find someone who trusts you, but they’re nonchalant. Then the one who isn’t nonchalant may not even have a clear future. It starts to feel like something is always missing.
That’s where understanding the 80/20 rule comes in. If your partner is 80% right for you, chasing the missing 20% in someone else will only lead you in circles. Even if it’s 70/30 or 60/40, the principle still stands…there’s no perfect person anywhere. What matters is that the good clearly outweighs the bad.
At the end of the day, it’s not always about who is right or wrong, but how you handle the moments when things don’t align. Do you listen or just react? Do you seek to understand, or are you only trying to be heard? Do you choose communication over ego?
Healthy love isn’t about perfection or agreeing on everything…it’s about respecting each other enough to work through your differences, protect what you have, and keep choosing each other even when it’s not easy. That’s where real love shows up.
Elgeyo Marakwet governor spent Ksh 273M to buy SEMEN for artificial insemination on cows.
Nandi County bought a 500ml bottle of soda at Ksh 2,000 per bottle.
Vihiga Governor did a house warming party at a cost of Ksh 5M,
Bungoma County purchased a single Christmas tree at a cost of Ksh 3.5M
Mandera County purchased non existing seedlings at Ksh 55M.
Wajir County ( Governor is the chairperson CoG) spent 362 million to buy supplements for wild animals.
Meanwhile, the National Assembly has approved an additional budget of Ksh 363B raising the 2025/26 budget to Ksh 4.66T.
This country needs a serious revolution.
Reset - Rebuild - Restore.
I'm convinced sisi watoto wa middle class parents ndio we don't work extra hard in life.
People who come out of utter poverty work very very hard because they fear going back where they came from.People who come from rich families work very hard because well, they get jumpstarted by parents, and sometimes it's because they gotta continue running the family businesses.
Hapa Katikati sisi hukuwa somehow comfortable na life which is not okay but it's a habit that's hard to outgrow because ni kama we are a product of our environment.
Bora we can afford bills and masomo here and there hatunanga pressure na life simply because we've never had too much and we've never lacked. Sisi ndio hutegemea mshahara end month. Hapa Katikati life hukuwa black and white with zero expectations.
Angalia even interviews za successful people, it's either they are from well off families or ni wale wa kusema they lacked basic needs as kids. Ata sharp boys billioneas utapata ni wale walienda shule bila viatu ndio maana wanafanya laundry ☺️
I hate this comfort zone. Oooh and it's an addiction!
This is just one of the threats after the government released its state machinery on me.
Zingine nikisema hapa itakua mbaya.
Imenidi ninunue kabambe pia. If you know you know.
Hata ningelala tu. Ona vitu naamkia saa saba usiku.