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[JaHomaBay @HassanMcOjwang]

ODM faction of Gladys Wanga, Hassan Joho, Abdulsawamad Nassir, Junet Mohamed , Catherine Omanyo and Simba Arati are headed to Garisa County today. Expect more salvos and tongue lashing directed at Winnie Odinga, Idah Odinga and her family. Raymond Omollo is in my Ndhiwa East Sub County backyard together with Jalas meeting SACCOs,more war of words are expected to be directed at the Odinga family. The race to succeed Oburu Odinga is heating up each day. Kenyan politics will never be the same again after the death of Baba Raila Odinga😭😭💔

[George T. Diano @georgediano]

Let’s put emotions aside. Give me just one reason why Mama Ida Odinga should not take up the ambassadorial position. This is a woman who has never held any official title, apart from being referred to as Raila’s wife. For many years, Some Kenyans have never had kind words for her,, unfortunately, I am among those who judged her harshly.

Yet she has been on the frontline fighting for women and the girl child through her foundation. She traversed the country supporting her husband, meeting women and persuading them to give him a chance.

She sought to bring sanity to our society by calling for the regulation of fraudulent churches that had become a ticking time bomb. We profiled her as the wife of a man who supposedly did not believe in God and instead worshipped underworld spirits. Barely 8 months later, Shakahola claimed thousands of lives, majority of them women & children.

Mama Ida Odinga has been the engine behind her husband’s political success. She paid a heavy price,, to the extent of losing her job as a teacher at Kenya High School. Her only mistake was being the wife of Raila Odinga.

Kenya has been unkind to Mama Ida. A lot has been said about her. Even before she had time to heal from the loss of her husband, speculation emerged portraying her as an evil woman who failed to take care of him in his sunset days.

The very same people who used to call her husband “Baba, our political father, our beginning and our end”, the same people who claimed he shaped their political careers, were on the frontline attacking and belittling Mama Ida.

Once she was no longer Raila’s partner, she automatically became a widow, and a liability to ODM scavengers. Some even openly orchestrated attacks, paying people to insult her.

I despise Ruto, but sometimes mgala muuwe lakini haki yake mpee. This is more than a political calculation. Ruto has decided to rescue Mama Ida from further humiliation and insults. He has elevated her to international status.

UN Permanent Representatives carry the formal title “Your Excellency.” She is no longer Raila’s wife, she is Her Excellency. She now carries a title that will open doors of opportunity and power. She is going to build her own name and carve out her own path because she is one of the iconic women we have in Africa.

I am not a prophet, but we may be witnessing the reincarnation of Ellen Johnson Sirleaf. If interested and calculative, Mama Ida could one day lead this nation. She is the only person capable of carrying forward her husband’s legacy. She has a special place in many people's heart, especially those from the ASAL communities.

The people who never had any kind words for her are now advising her to reject the UN offer. And those who were fighting to push her out of her husband’s party are on the frontline congratulating her, pretending to wish her well. That is human nature for you.

Sisi kama walala hoi, we wish Mama Ida Odinga nothing but the best as she begins a new chapter in shaping her political career. My personal vendetta against Baba was purely political. Now that he is gone, I will judge Mama Ida solely by how she performs her duties as an ambassador.

[AndroRat💀☠️ @abudohamphrey]

@citizentvkenya The RAO Foundation should propose to the Odinga family to dedicate even a portion of land where visitors coming to offer their condolences can plant trees instead of bringing flowers. This would make Raila’s legacy a living and growing one flourishing each day in his remembrance

[Perpetua @PerpsMO]

Found baba @RailaOdinga in his right element, and of course after my presentation on the progress we’ve made so far in the education docket, and a bit of Tet a Tet, we had to conclude with the trending ‘baba jig’!

[ochye12 @ochye12]

Agwambo .........go, well, you played your part.

[Silas Nyanchwani @nyanchwani]

Life. Man.

When you are 25, 35, or 40, it looks like a lifetime away.
If in a good place at 25, say a graduate with good career prospects, and a steady lover, everything seems possible. You imagine you can squeeze a family, husband or wife, two kids, dream home, a PhD, and live your dream life by 35 or 40.

At 25, you look at older relatives or people with messy lives, and you wonder what could have gone wrong.

I remember the first time I attended my daughter’s PTA. I was a relatively young man. There were older folks, older men with vitambis, one or two with greying hair, and in my own youthful folly, I may have cursed inwardly, wondering, “where were they?”
When you are young, you will never understand how someone can be older and be jobless or be rudderless or without a family. When you are young and successful, you become criminally blind to the surprises of life. Sometimes things go so right, you win so much, so consistently, you forget about failure or losses. And these are the people likely to be hit the hardest when life happens.

A business partner in the UK told me how his sister recently alijitia kitanzi. The sister was a bright student all her life and ended up working in a large, global corporation. When she was laid off, the accumulated stress from the loss of her job and undetected depression sent her on a spin ending in death. She was 38.

What is ten years?

It sounds long. Right?

Yeah, but all it takes is one bad, long-term relationship to waste some six years. And you need up to two years to heal. That is, if you are strong and there are no kids. Divorce is a different ball game altogether. It takes almost two years from the point you decide to divorce, to another long year of back and forth, doubts, and all. Post-divorce is a terrible time, and both men and women handle it differently, and people move on in different timelines.

You think ten years is a long time, but all it takes is people saying “tutam” in a mannerless way, and you are stuck in a bad job or jobless for another three years, barely scraping by. We rarely talk about how bad governments keep being shackled in poverty longer than necessary.

You lost a job, and before you know it, three years have passed since you got another one. Some guy commented on my post that it took him 13 years to find a job after losing his first one.
Yaani, 25-42 is such a tumultuous period, and nothing in our constitution prepares you for the vicissitudes of that critical period. Marry right, and you have hit a jackpot. Marry wrong, and a decade of your life is flushed down the drain just like that.

A lecturer in a Kenyan university can turn a basic master’s degree into a nightmare, and what was supposed to be a two-and-a-half-year course can turn into a harrowing five years. There is a year you will drop it altogether, until a sensible friend encourages you to go back and finish.

You can fall sick unexpectedly and get derailed. Things can go wrong. May be ni wachawi wa kwenu. Maybe it is the poor choices you will make.

For instance, in the deep throes of passion, when the sex is good, when her legs are on your shoulders, and you are fishing deeper, you don’t stop to think that maybe, this guy, so good and tender, is a deadbeat-in-waiting. When a girl is all feminine, all-loving, all respectful, as a man, you never think for a moment that in two years she will turn you into an alcoholic milaya, sleeping with anything to get back to her, which is foolish already. Nobody, at the peak of a good relationship, stops to imagine that their partner will be the source of their future anguish.

And red flags?

Useless indicators. Red flags occur to you in startling clarity in hindsight. In hindsight, everything is so clear. But in real time, we assume. Assumption is the mother of all blunders adults are likely to commit.

Can you game life? Can you extract good outcomes if you play right?

I bet you can. Or maybe, everything is predestined to happen, as it happens, and we are just unwilling actors playing out a script whose end we don’t know.

I no longer know these things. Nowadays, I am willfully ignorant.
I saw this meme, and it’s like all of us are here for the first time, so “tupunguze advice”. We won’t stop dishing advice; those of us who do need some humility.

What I have learnt is that advice only makes sense after the experience. Not before.

Sometimes people come to me and all they want is for me to agree with their preconceived notions. When I point out different perspectives, they either go cold on me or disappear, only to reappear a few months later, saying, “Silas, you were right.” I don’t revel in them learning the hard way.

I am also like that.

There was this girl I loved and was so head-over-heels into her. And she had a sparkling charm, and something I had desired in a woman for such a long time. One day, I went to pick her up from the airport with my friend. After we dropped her off at her place, my friend told me to dump her. He was unequivocal with his advice. I was adamant that she was a good girl and that my friend was being unnecessarily hard on her for very humane, if girly, mistakes. After all, no one is perfect. My friend gave me that weary look we give friends who are about to trip. I thought he was jealous. I thought he wanted her. I felt myself smarter than him.

Roughly, a month later, the girl did the thing. No anesthesia. Ushawahi achwa hadi unajicheka? I had to hide from my friend for a while. He still laughs at me. And I hate him because of that.
But after she did that thing, my friend’s advice made sense. He had seen what I could not see when I was in love.

Anyway, to young people, live your life with diligence and discipline. There is so much within our control. And there is more that is beyond our control.

A few things I have learnt, I can tell my 25-year-old self:
1. Your personal goals (career, academic, social, spiritual, hobbies) are yours and yours alone. Never let anyone interfere with them. Not a spouse, not a child, not a family member. Indeed, there is room for adjustment here, a compromise there, as sensibly as it is possible. But never sacrifice personal goals for the greater good of something that can end like a relationship.
2. Don’t judge. Most of us millennials became those unmarried uncles and aunts pretty fast. We became the lucky unemployed uncle and the struggling aunt before we even knew it. Accept your wins as a young person with grace, and your losses with greater grace.
3. Don’t be addicted to anything: alcohol, drugs, sex, or gambling. Nothing enslaves or wastes time like treating an addiction. If you must drink every weekend, if you must use drugs, if you are gambling, you are on a very treacherous path. Morgan Housel said that self-control is having empathy for your future self. Ask an addict how difficult it is to stop a habit that has become their second nature.
4. Quit bad relationships sooner. It doesn’t matter if his pipe cures your demons. Or she rides the ghosts out of you—date people who are likely to complement your life desirably. Nothing wastes more time or derails people more than staying longer in useless relationships.
5. For men, know that at some point, between 25 and 45, you will lose something extremely important in your life. It can be your family (wife and kids), a dream career, your health, yourself, etc. What matters is not that you will lose that thing. What matters is how you handle the loss.
6. Save. Save. Save. Invest. Invest. Invest. However little. However much. You are never too young to be financially wise. Being financially wise is more of an attitude thing than the income you make itself. That is why a government employee earning Sh 50,000 has a better savings portfolio than an NGO guy earning Sh 200,000. Invest in financial literacy, son.
7. Invest in knowledge.
8. Have fun, as in live. Eat your best food. Date your crush. Drink what you like. But all the fun must be earned.
9. Always remember that the years go by very fast. And sometimes, life happens. Your dreams of what you will be ten years ahead may end up misplaced, and you can never predict where you will end up. I have a friend who is working in Kyrgyzstan. Good luck finding that on the map. Dude had completely different plans for life.
10. This came last because it is controversial to most people, but I will always encourage young people to find God.

May the week break.
Uncle Silas.

[Mr. Abonyo @MrEdwinAbonyo]

Leadership is a delicate balance between listening and deciding. In politics and life, the best solutions emerge from collaboration. #LeadershipWisdom #museumsofkenya
@museumsofkenya

[ochye12 @ochye12]

@kenaff_farmers @AHA_agrar How can I get the materials for agribusiness and training in agribusiness.

[ochye12 @ochye12]

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[Carol Radull @CarolRadull]

AFRICAN CHAMPION 🔥🔥🔥🔥

ANGELLA Okutoyi wins Gold for Kenya at the African Games in Ghana.

Angie has defeated Egyptian Abdelaziz Lamir by straight sets (6-4, 6-2) for the African crown.

All Angie needs is to be ranked in the top 400 by June 10th to earn a place in the 2024 Olympics in Paris. She is ranked is 532 in the world.

Congratulations Angie! 🔥🔥🔥🔥 👏 👏👏👏

#RadullKE
#Paris2024
#AfricanGames
#Accra2023

📷 Credits: @29photostudio

[ochye12 @ochye12]

@RailaOdinga There is a land far, far away. it's called Addis Ababa......(by culture Joseph Hill) ...that's the song agwambo is listening to.

[ochye12 @ochye12]

@CapitalFMKenya Ohhhh noooo RIP

[Mwango Capital @MwangoCapital]

For those who don't understand the Mike Ross references as regards Brian Mwenda, here is a clip of him from the TV series Suits:

[Hillary bamulinde @Hbamulinde]

Sudden job loss shares a lot in common with losing a loved one.
Initially, people will promise many things, but little/no promise will be fulfilled, then the calls reduce, the avoidance sets in, and depression follows.
Expect less from people, and you will be less surprised.

[ochye12 @ochye12]

@Asamoh_ @ProfOjiendaTom @StateHouseKenya This is in likoni @MbokoMishi

[Senator.Prof. Tom Ojienda SC @ProfOjiendaTom]

I paid a courtesy call on the President @WilliamsRuto at statehouse Nairobi today. We discussed a range of issues involving the well being of the Nation and more particularly the wonderful people of Kisumu County.

[Daily Nation @NationAfrica]

Edwin Abonyo, the Kisumu farmer who smelled coffee and ditched sugarcane farming

https://t.co/2ldoklA49b

[JaPrado. @Dr_AustinOmondi]

The things you used to criticise as a child have now become your life. I hope by now you see how one can be 28 yet unemployed or 35 and unmarried. I hope by now you see that not all alcoholics are bad people and how sadness can drive people into depression.

People don't just do things. Life is hard.

[ochye12 @ochye12]

@lando_oberana Bring Part 2

[SokoAnalyst @SokoAnalyst]

✨Short Moral Story✨

"In a train, two children were running here and there. Sometimes they would fight with each other, and at times they would jump on top of seats.

The father, sitting nearby, was lost in his thoughts.
In between, when the children looked at him, he would put on an affectionate smile, and then the children would again get busy with their mischief and the father would keep looking at them lovingly.

The co-travellers of the train were upset by the children's playfulness and annoyed by the father's attitude. Since it was night time, everyone wanted to rest.

Seeing the running around of the children, a traveller could not stop himself and exclaimed to the father - "What kind of father are you? The children are behaving so naughtily, and instead of stopping them you are encouraging them with your smiles. Is it not your duty to explain to them?"

The father paused for a few moments and said, "I am just thinking how to explain it to them brother." The man said, "my wife had gone to her maternal home. She passed away yesterday due to an accident. I am taking the children there for the final rites, and now I'm confused how to explain to them that now they will never see their mother again."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Let alone saying something, nobody was even able to think straight.

The children were still engaged in their mischiefs. They were still running around in the compartment. There was no change in the atmosphere, but those children were no longer looking like undisciplined kids to the co-passengers but were looking like soft young flowers, on which everyone wanted to pour their love.

The father was no longer a careless person, but now he was seen as the father and the mother of two children, saddened by the separation of his life partner.

The moral of the story is: "Don't judge a book by its cover." It is easy to make assumptions about people based on their behavior or appearance, but we should take the time to understand their circumstances before making judgments. By doing so, we can gain a deeper appreciation for others and show empathy and kindness.

Thanks For Reading ☺️