I think I must have said this before.
1. Do not build in the same compound with your brother. If you must, make sure that there is a clear demarcation by fencing yours.
2. Do not contribute money together with your brother to build a house. Build yours and let him build his.
3. Do not abandon your own house project to renovate a family house, unless you have enough money to do so, or you are the first son.
4. Once you marry a wife, every property you acquire should be known to your wife. Do not say that you want to hide things from your wife while trusting your brother with all the details.
5. As long as you know that your wife is a good wife to you, tell her that if you suddenly die, she should immediately take all your important documents out of the house to a safe place. If you have more than one car before your demise, ask her to sell any cars that are no longer needed and keep the money for herself and your children.
6. If you're going to do any business with your brother, do so on clear legal and agreed terms. Treat him like a business partner, not like a blood brother.
If you doubt any of these things that I have said, screenshot it and send to your father.
End.
On Thursday at Jambo Grill Garden City, Brother Bernard decided to step out and network spiritually with his liver as he enjoyed a live performance by Prince Indah. He had linked up with his boy for some serious men’s conference discussions as they partake Kanamba speciioo. Shortly after, the friend vanished back to his wife leaving brother Bernard alone with his drink and his destiny.
At the club, two professional outside caterers spotted our lone soldier. They approached him with smiles wider than Thika Road and asked to join him. Brother Bernard, being a hospitable Kenyan citizen and a firm believer of all kalewas are friends, he welcomed them.
Conversations began, laughter flowed & Drinks were sipped. Life was good ayaaam telling you. Fast forward to around 4 AM, Bernard decides to go back to his hacienda. He leaves his drink and heads to the toilet probably to reflect on life choices.
But when he comes back, His new friends had already turned his drink into a chemistry practical, laced with that legendary Nairobi substance known as pishori. Our boy takes ONE innocent sip & the next thing, He’s moving like a zombie, following commands without even asking why?
The trio hops into an Uber & Brother Bernard himself politely pays for the ride using his own phone to transport mikoras to his own house. CCTV later shows the ladies escorting Bernard like bodyguards who have secured a government tender. They enter the apartment, take the lift, and proceed upstairs like they own the building.
But somewhere deep inside his remaining brain cells, Bernard’s ancestors tried to intervene. He suddenly sensed danger. With the last ounce of strength, he locked himself inside his bedroom, leaving the two outside caterers outside. The mikoras stayed in the house mpaka 1 PM the next day.
Conducting a full inventory audit like KRA officers on commission. His iPhone 15 Pro gones, Samsung S14 vanished, Lenovo laptop kaput, HP laptop goodubye, his Expensive perfumes are now smelling good elsewhere, €500 cash went missing, NCBA withdrawal of KSh 37,500 was approved instantly without his consent.
After finishing their illegal asset recovery, the two mikoras calmly packed everything in a shopping bag and walked out like they had just come from Carrefour. Meanwhile, Brother Bernard was lying there, drugged like a patient waiting for surgery, sleeping like a student who just ate Ugali before a double chemistry lesson.
Luckily, friends who kept calling and tracking him finally found him alive and rushed him to the hospital where he's currently receiving glucose water through his veins. The case has now been reported at Kasarani Stadium Police Station.
Any leads to find these two women will be rewarded handsomely. Ni mbaya,, Kama kawa sisi walala hoii hatuna maoni, Letu Jicho tu.👀
Got arrested on Friday morning, my phone was confiscated the entire weekend.
On Saturday they took me to my place (the goal was to know where I live) then wrote my statement on that day.
I've just been handed over my phone and taken to Nanyuki Law courts.
I'm told the charge sheet says I was found with 3 rolls of marijuana.
Which is not true!!
Their greatest fear is that I might post this on social media.
I know they are monitoring my social media pages but I just had to share with the public so that they know my where abouts.
@DefendersKE@MissingVoicesKE@MathareSJustice@Branicemercy
Your life has stagnated because in your heart and stomach, you burn with jealousy when you see others succeed.
Your projects have failed, not because of resource limitations but because you are angry, jealous and dismissive of others who are making small progress.
For the past few weeks, Mama nyumba travelled to ushago, so I had to do laundry as I was airing them. The daughter of jezebel approached "hiyo ni kamba yangu" I was like, "Since when kila tenant akawa na kamba yake".I just ignored her and went ahead with what I was doing.
Have you all finished reading the married man's DM on the back up page?
His story reminded me of an inlaw who unfortunately passed on because of the type of wife that he married.
He was 45. He was asthmatic and had high blood pressure, which he had been managing even before he married her. This man did all he could to explain to his wife that her nagging was always getting to him, but she didn't listen.
On the day he died, he called his brothers and sisters:
"I have not been feeling well, the doctor adviced me to take a bed rest. But my wife has not been giving me peace. If I die, please know that she killed me, because the way I feel right now, I may not see tomorrow".
They called his wife and pleaded with her to allow him to rest.
A few hours later, the wife called to say that she was on her way to the hospital with him, and that he wasn't breathing well and was too weak.
He died at the hospital few hours later, leaving behind a son and the pregnant wife at the time.
The wife started shedding crocodile tears.
Family members accepted their painful loss and buried their brother. The wife gave birth a few months later, and after a few weeks, abandoned the two children with the family in the village.
She went to the city, sold his car and properties, and left for another state.
A few months later, she returned to pick up the two children to God knows where.
No one has seen those kids or set eyes on the "widow." Even when the family offered to take responsibility for the children, she and her family refused.
I have left out some details from this story for obvious reasons.
I want to reiterate, it is very important for you, regardless of gender, to choose someone who is kind.
Kindness is one of the three pillars of marriage.
If you marry an unkind spouse, they'll always look out for themselves first, before considering you.
And it is worse if the unkind person is the wife.
Because the wife runs the home.
If she's selfish and greedy, nothing you do for her would either be enough or appreciated.
Nagging would always want to drive you insane, and you may not live long.
Because instead of your wife to be supportive, she would be sabotaging your efforts and milking you dry until nothing is left to milk.
Then she would frustrate your life and still act like the victim.
This is why I have been insisting that you, young people, should find ways to cohabit.
A significant number of the issues you'd experience in marriage, cohabiting would give you the opportunity to see them first hand, and decide if this is truly what you want to live with for the rest of your life.
These stories that I share are not fictional stories.
They're people's experiences, and we are privileged to be reading them.
The people behind those stories are humans like you and me.
Do you think that if they had the power to see their future, they would have made such mistakes in the beginning?
Learn from them and save yourself from having to come to my DM in the future.
End.
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This guy even uses royco while cooking na wanajifanya hawamuoni. It's sad!
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