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Ours is a country of great paradoxes…

Ours is a country of great paradoxes…

MY teacher said a paradox is a contradiction. I don’t question the wisdom of tutors. Neither should you. So yes, ours is a country of great paradoxes.

Let’s step a measly few months into the past. The calendar reads February of 2018 and the sun had been baking the region with unbridled impunity. The resultant effect...

Bhangi sio terere PART II: Shaking open Central Police gates for Carol

Bhangi sio terere PART II: Shaking open Central Police gates for Carol

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Yes my friend. Where were we…yeah, why I am in jail.

Bhang! It’s the simple answer. Weed and me don’t get along very well. Makes me do crazy stuff, is what the illegal smoke does.
The last time I smoked weed before last Friday, I crashed into a wedding reception shirtless, convinced the bride...

Four months after 15 million bob wedding, couple wants split…what the devil?

Four months after 15 million bob wedding, couple wants split…what the devil?

Murugi married Sylvester four months ago in a wedding ceremony that cost at least 15 million bob. The chef was flown in from Hotel Regina Louvre, one of the finest in Paris. He brought with him vintage wines, including a 150-year-old bottle of Chateau Latife 1865 brand that cost Sh2.5 million.

Décor was done by an...

Of my girls, a man called Muchiri & why I’ll knock a random fellow’s tooth off

Of my girls, a man called Muchiri & why I’ll knock a random fellow’s tooth off

It is evening of a Thursday before a long weekend. There is no work till Tuesday for most Kenyans and Nairobi is happy. So happy that I bumped into a girl while crossing the road on the way here. She smiled softly and apologised.

Any other day, she will drill a hole in your toe...

Baba Mwende, his wisdom and why poverty is a choice…

Baba Mwende, his wisdom and why poverty is a choice…

“If you are poor, it’s because you have allowed yourself to be”.

These are not my words. They were spoken by some professor whose name I can’t remember, partly because it was many years back, but mainly because I didn’t hear it in the first place. What I remember is that the words left me livid.

My...

I still am Nebuchadnezzar Kirundiro wa Mwobithania (PART II)

I still am Nebuchadnezzar Kirundiro wa Mwobithania (PART II)

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…that was refreshing, and worth. Let not the strange stench bother you. It is this black piece of soap I have found at the church tap and used to scrub by face with. Smells horrible, I agree, but way better than that fish in Pastor John’s mouth –he ate it a...