DO YOU REMEMBER MARTHA NJOKI?
The lady I rescued from the streets of Nairobi when she had lost hope in life?
Many people said that Mosiria was only doing PR. But today, God has proved otherwise. Through Martha Njoki's transformation, you can clearly see that this was not PR—it was God's work, and He simply used me as a vessel to help His children.
All glory and honor belong to God.
Boarding schools does more harm than good to children. It deprives children of the morals and values of the immediate family. The child spends the most vital period of his life with other children whose upbringing you can’t pledge for.
Recommend me a movie/series that once I start watching, I won't even get a second to pee without pausing the show first!
A movie that will get me glued to my screen like my life depends on it!
It took me 5 months and about 25 interviews to land my first job in Canada 🇨🇦
But there is one I will never forget.
I applied for a Canadian government role.
French was listed as a requirement. I applied anyway. Got through the first stage. No French was tested.
Second and final stage. I joined the call. Bonjour bonjour. (As how?)
I thought that was just the greeting.
The interviewer then calmly informed me that the entire interview would be conducted in French.
I could feel my intestines shift.
I said okay. A certified Duolingo dropout sitting in silence.
The first question came. 45 seconds of full Québécois French.
I waited for them to finish. Then I slowly asked if they could repeat the question in English.
They did. Politely.
I answered.
Then they asked if I had any questions for them.
That was it. Interview over.
I never got a rejection email. Not one. They were too pissed to even send it 😭
What is your craziest job interview moment in diaspora or back home?
A man filmed a woman from behind while boarding the plane. The flight attendant asked if she knew him; she said he was her husband, and he claimed he was asking about clothes.
A family in Ndumberi, Kiambu County, is in mourning after their son George Chira Njuguna traveled to Dubai on April 1st, 2026, in search of a better life and never came back.
George had been connected to a travel agent named Nduta, the daughter of his mother's closest friend. The family trusted her fully because of that bond. But from the moment he left, things began to unravel.
Nduta did not show up at the airport on the day of travel. She sent a man named Silas in her place. George boarded his flight, said an emotional goodbye to his mother and wife, and called hours later to confirm he had arrived safely in Dubai. That same night, no one came to pick him up. The following morning he called his mother, hungry and stranded, and begged her to send money for food. She did. Shortly after, he called one last time to say someone had finally come for him. That was the last she ever heard from him.
Days passed in silence. When the family pressed Nduta for answers, she told them not to worry. Silas then called to claim George was being deported for being mentally unstable. His mother simply asked them to put him on a plane and send him home.
The family reported the matter to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and were told to wait.
Three days later, the news came. George had died on April 14th, 2026, in a road accident in Dubai. His body was taken to Ramayan Morgue. He was 14 days into a journey he never returned from.
You step outside Kenya for a second, then you will understand how day in-day out political atmosphere can choke a society.
Greedy politicians will never do any good to a country . NEVER
I missed my flight in Nairobi once because of traffic on Mombasa Road.
Like fully missed it. I got to the airport sweaty, exhausted, dragging my suitcase like it personally betrayed me.
I already knew there was no chance, but I still ran to the counter hoping for mercy.
The woman checked her screen, looked at me, then said, “You were the last passenger.”
I laughed a little because what else do you do at that point?
Then she lowered her voice and said, “The plane is still on the ground.”
Next thing I know this airport employee is SPEED WALKING me through the terminal like we’re in an action movie.
Security waved me through, another worker grabbed my carry-on to help me run, and I’m apologizing to literally everyone while fighting for my life.
I got to the gate completely out of breath.
The guy scanning boarding passes looked at me and said, “Eh, Nairobi traffic. We understand.”
People on the plane actually clapped when I walked in looking half dead.
I have never respected airport workers more in my life. Big up to them.
Fought off 6 machete armed men to protect 37 sleeping orphans.
24-year-old Anthony Omari woke up to find a group of armed thieves in his bedroom at the Faraja Children's Home in Ngong, Kenya.
It was the orphanage which he ran with mother Martha Bosire, that was housing 37 children at the time.
It was the fourth break-in that month, so Omari was ready this time. He grabbed a hammer he kept under his bed and charged at the men, forcing them outside.
But as he turned back to calm the crying children at the door, one of the attackers struck him in the face with a machete.
Despite the horrific wound, Omari managed to lock the front door behind him before passing out.
The injury required 11 stitches and left a long scar from his forehead down his cheek.
He was discharged from the hospital after two days and returned to the orphanage, he didn't want to leave them for too long unsafe.
Omari's story went viral when a student posted on it on reddit, asking for any help, and what happened next was incredible.
Within days, more than 3,600 donors from all 50 U.S. states and 46 countries had contributed over $80,000.
The funds paid for a new fence, security guards, beds the children had been sleeping on the floor and other essentials.
Anthony Omari later earned a civil engineering degree, started his own construction company, and continues to visit the children at Faraja regularly.
WEZI WA KIDNEY!!.
STOLEN KIDNEY EXPOSE !!
This lady was suffering from fibroids. After undergoing surgery to remove them, she developed severe swelling affecting her legs, head, and other parts of her body. She visited several hospitals without getting a clear diagnosis.
She later went to Mbagathi Hospital, where an ultrasound and CT scan were conducted, revealing that her left kidney was missing.
She had initially seen the doctor on Inooro TV, where he explained how he treats fibroids and mentioned that he works at Maragua District Hospital. She took his number, contacted him, and he gave her an appointment. However, instead of performing the procedure at a government facility, he took her to a private hospital in Ruiru where the surgery was carried out. It was after this procedure that she began experiencing complications, including the swelling that forced her to seek further medical attention.
I appeal to KMPDC and the Ministry of Health to urgently intervene, support her in accessing treatment, and assist in providing legal services.
For any assistance, kindly contact her on 0724539559.
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