Month: August 2015

We all have people we love and hold so dearly close to our hearts. People we would want to see hurt or hurting, or having bad moments generally. 

They could be our parents, siblings, children, lovers or spouses. They make part of us and so the love we have for them.

For KBC’s Bonnie Musambi, there is one soul that he adores so much. And the celebrated media personality showed his love once again over the weekend when he threw a lavish birthday bash for the angel.

Bonnie’s daughter, Lovelyn, was turning two years old and so as a father, he did not want to fail on his part.

Together with his wife, they organised one of the best parties for little Lovelyn. 

Alongside her friends, she cut the cake and the party kicked off. Here are some captivating photos from the party:

 

 

 

 

 

Kenyans have at times been the butt ends of a bad jokes at major sporting events for their incompetency in matters relating to the queens language.  We have laughed before at attempts of the said sportspeople  to communicate in a certain way. But did you know that Floyd Mayweather, one of the richest sportsmen is dyslexic? Can’t write or read?

 But what we can’t say in English we show it off in excellent athleticism , something that Kenyans demonstrated at the just concluded Athletic championships in Beijing, China.

The Athlete could not pronounce “plan” and was unable to reveal his feelings after winning to the fast speaking reporter. 

Check out the video by clicking on this link. Video Of The Day: Kenyan Athlete Struggles To Speak English With A Foreign Reporter.

 

 

If I only had only one wish, I’d wish to travel half as much as Larry Madowo does. I would consequently treat you to an avalanche of near ‘perfect moments’ caught in my endless moments of wanderlust. Wanderlust is an incessant desire to travel. 

 If you have noted Larry has been out of the country for a week or so. He has shared photos of him gallivanting all over Europe which prompts the question, is  he on a vacation or is he trotting for news? He shall tell us, he is coming today anyway. 

Yesterday, he attended the Notting hill Carnival a two day street musical party and  one of them grandest in London. Larry has joined journalists drawn from all over the world who will be participating in/offering coverage for the yearly event. 

But that is not what brought you here Yes?

Larry was photographed posing very happy(ily) next to a skimpily dressed Caucasian whose cleavage was the highlight of the moment. Check it out below. 

Mr. Nice was the biggest artiste in East Africa circa 2003, but things went south when he visited South Africa. At Msanzi, Mr. Nice experienced an alarming downward spiral that was attributed to alcoholism and hedonism.

But he managed to get back to East Africa and was soon signed up by Grandpa Recorded before they booted him out in frustrated fury.

Candy N Candy Records came to the rescue and they too could not save the talented singer.

Many bewailed Mr. Nice’s fate but despite all the loud protests, Mr Nice revealed in an interview with Clouds F.M that he has no pressure to perform and will do things at his own paces . He is not trying to keep up with the joneses.

“Unajua mimi kweli ule muziki wa kusema lazima niwe juu, nikahonge magazeti niandikwe huko nilishapita. “Sasa hivi mimi ni mwanaharakati kwa sababu Mr Nice hata ukimuuliza kuku wanamjua, sasa inanibidi nitunze heshima.” (My time to compete with the young ones is long gone. I do not have time to bribe the press in order to gain publicity .I am famous, even the chickens not know me, I have to maintain my legacy)

 

Siwezi kuhangaika kukwaruzana na wasanii wapya, utaniona mjinga. Hayo mambo kuna watu wa kuwaachia. Kwahiyo mimi najaribu kwenda na wakati na kujielewa pia. Nitaendelea kutoa vitu vingine ili niwaburudishe watanzania. Najua mengi yanasemwa na nini lakini maisha yanaendelea” (I will not stress myself bickering with the new artistes, I will look dim-witted. We have left these habits to some people. So I am going with the trends and understating myself also. I will continue to produce music to entertain Tanzanians. I know a lot has been said but, life goes on” he said.

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If you have watched “Cyber Seduction”, “Rise of the Spetsnaz”or  “Nightmare Beach” you have probably chanced upon the kickass ‘Chevrolet Lowriders  Impalas’ Those grand cars known for ‘bouncing in many black movies and videos’ . The cars as we speak have found a way to Nairobi streets and are noisier than a Luhya tea party. 

 What makes the car unique is the  vintage feel as they are more of a status statement than they are of comfort. The hydraulic system is the most exciting making the car bob up and down as seen in music videos. 

Technically speaking; ” A lowrider is an automobile or other vehicle modified so that its ground clearance is less than its design specification. This can be accomplished by substituting tires with a smaller outer diameter or through more extensive modifications based on desired aesthetics or performance, such as altering the vehicle’s aerodynamics, lowering its center of gravity, or changing the effective gear ratios of the drivetrain..”

Check out the newest car sensation in town: 

 

 

It’s Sunday. I don’t know how I slept. And can’t quite remember where. My face is still painted in the national flag colors. My white t-shirt is a mess. My bling is broken. Nick passed out at the hotel lobby. Omosh’s phone is off. Sam is in the shower. Can’t tell where Bella is. And I’m dying for breakfast.

Tired and beat,I venture out to try and tafuta chakula in this ratchet city. Before long,I stumble into a some joint selling some Chai and mayai and Kuku fry and blah blah blah.

‘Cabu Gah uko!!? ‘ Tonny asks me on the phone.

He meets me up at the ka-place where I am now thoroughly hangoverd. There’s a glass of hot milk in front of me. Some two scrambled eggs. And a samosa.

‘Boss unakulaje peke yako!??’ Tonny admonishes.

‘Nawaamsha hamuamki. Nawapigia hamchukui…. ‘

I don’t think am going to take this maziwa. It’s either too hot or unpleasant. To hell with this mayai too. But I munch into the samosa. And order for another one.

Bella calls. I tell her where to meet me. And she shows up some half an hour later. With Nick by her side. And they both look like they’ve survived a typhoon.

Infact,Bella looks so disheveled,she looks like she’s just escaped an ISIS terror camp.

‘Unajua tulilala kwa gari!!? Aki nyinyi ni wabaya! ‘Bella starts. It’s gonna be a long day. I guess…

Nick orders for some Ugali and chicken. More and more fellows-their red-eyed girls in tow-keep walking into the hotel. There’s too many hungry youths here…

Tonny reminds me of last night’s Madness… He reminds me that Wambui got lost. Reminds me that I had a serious verbal fight with some jamaas at the Rafikiz after party. Reminds me,chini ya maji,that Nick banged Bella. Reminds me that Stella was making out with some other tu-girls in the Volvo. And also reminds me that Omosh got thrown out from the same after party after he’d had one too much.

He also reminds me that we left Rafikiz for Platinum 7D and that Kevatin,a.k.a Shaniqwa,drove us to Platinum.

He reminds me that at Platinum,some girls went wild after seeing Shaniqwa,and the madness got so bad that they had to be carted away from the packed entrance as they were causing too much commotion what with their selfies and general drunk groupie behavior.

At Platinum,a lot happened. A whole whole lot happened.

Tonny took me back to the moment we walked into Platinum 7D…The Dancefloor was packed to capacity,you wouldn’t move an inch. Or move a leg. All chairs were taken. All corners occupied. The waiters were so busy you needed at least 45 minutes plus to get served. Or even looked at. The DJ is a devil. He’s massacring the place. And driving the place wild. The girls? Heavenly.

After the breakfast,we leave. I don’t have my wallet. Someone’s gotta pay that bill. Bella doesn’t have hers either. Nick has passed out on the restaurant table. And Tonny is still talking…

Inside the packed stadium,the game went on. And on. Thousands of rugby lovers were seated all around the Stadium. There were tens of tents too… In which you could buy bitings and food and booze and Shisha.

It’s 1pm. And someone has just bought Shisha.

The game is going on… The crowds,ecstatic and buoyant,are cheering on,the girls are buried deep in their selfie game,the jamaaz are too wasted,the mood is euphoric,the players are going hard and the Stadium is alive.

Somehow,I need to look for Wambui who,since morning,has not called. And her phone isn’t even going through. Sam takes me out to hunt for this girl…

Along the road that leads to the magnificent Hotel Cathay,there are tens of cars and tens of youths sitting in the cars,standing around the cars,sitting on the car bonnets and in the open boots,with their pricey drinks placed ostentatiously atop their cars.

If they are not sitting or hanging around their cars,others are walking up and down the street,holding hands,dancing along to their car music,beer can in hand and generally having a blast.

As I was walking up to Hotel Cathay,I saw crowds running around. I didn’t quite know what was up… ‘Ni Nini!?’ Sam asks some guys running past us.

‘Makarao! Makarao! Huoni… ‘

We looked up the street and saw a Police Van,full of police officers,been driven down the street…

Commotion started. Youths started scampering. And people started diving into their cars. And locking themselves in. Car boots were banged down. Youths sprang from their car bonnets. And girls,confused,started calling for their Boyfriends.

Just a couple meters past Hotel Cathay,the van stopped and two police men hopped out. And then DRAMA started.

With their guns held tight and their mission in place,the officers crossed the street and went for some tall guy (Jim) who was INNOCENTLY standing by a black Toyota Auris. He was talking to a friend. And was holding a beer can.

The police,throwing everything into disarray,went to arrest Jim. Jim furiously resisted arrest. And yanked his hand off the hands of the police.

They went for him again. He resisted and jumped back. Taunting them and making it clear that HE WAS INNOCENT and demanded to be told what his crime was.

It later turned out that the Nakuru Administration Police were haphazardly arresting youths just because they were walking around holding a beer can. Yes,arrested for holding a beer can!

‘Kijana unakunywa pombe in public!!? ‘Jim was asked by the leader of the police crew.’ Kwani ni hatia!!? Si hatia! Ni makosa gani nimefanya!!?! ‘Jim shot back standing at a decent distance from the cops.

‘Hamuwezi kunishikia Bure!’ Jim angrily growled at them.

Chaos erupted. Youths started chanting. Beer cans were thrown around. People started yelling and screaming and jeering at the Police. And car horns started hooting loudly and incessantly. Others even started charging forward. Chanting and growling.

Humiliated and sensing defeat,the police retreated. And in another minute,a loud bang was heard. And tear gas blew up allover the place. Down the whole Street,the whole place was covered in fetid fumes. More bangs were heard. And then I saw a police woman,probably in her mid-twenties,jump down from the Police Van,crouch and,her gun aimed to the sky,shoot a powerful teargas canister that tore through the sky and blasted onto crowds.

There was a messy stampede. People fell over each other. Cars were banged shut. And the whole atmosphere was covered in a thick toxic gray gas. It hit hard.. And soon as it died down,the police van drove off…

Even before thirty minutes were over,the van was BACK! This time,with more reinforcement and more armored cops. Shit was about to go down.

People gathered in protest and yelled at the cops,’Kujeni Nairobi tuwaonyeshe! Kujeni Nairobi tuwanyoroshe! ‘

The van stopped. And then a burly officer,dressed in full combat uniform,who I assumed was the commander,stepped down and defiantly walked down the street. Car to car. Bus to bus.

‘Ondoeni hii magari hapa! I’ve given you 5 minutes muondoe hii magari hapa ama mutakipata! ‘

He went car to car.’Nimesema hii magari iondolewe hapa! You have less than 5 minutes!’

Across the road,there was a huge,glitzy pimped out bus christened ‘Wayne The Carter’ and there was a group of around 6 people sitting on its roof.

‘Shukeni chini! Na hii bus itolewe hapa! ‘they were commanded.’ Mtashuka ama hamtashuka!? ‘

They defied the police orders and stayed put. Drinking and defiantly staring down at the Commander.

Orders were made. And in less than 15 seconds,more blasts tore through the air. And teargas canisters were launched onto the bus. The youths fell over… Stumbled over each other and climbed down the bus cursing and jeering. Eyes watery and their noses running.

Cars were driven off in a huff… And stones and beer cans were thrown around. Other youths now parked their car across the road. And it got messier. And messier.

A poor girl who couldn’t stomach the intoxicating effects of the powerful gas caused a scene…Out of the blue,she fell and started foaming in the mouth and screaming. Her pals carried her and took her to some location in an attempt to help revive her. She started crying and her nose was running hard. She was having trouble breathing too and was panting hard. Her face was flush red. And she couldn’t walk. Quickly,water bottles were bought and she was doused in endless streams of water. Her friends cursed the Police hard. As they put the girl down to catch some breathe….

Rains have started. I haven’t traced Wambui. I am hungry. I am sober. I am angry. And I want to riot.

THE JOURNEY BACK…

After the police madness,I called my crew. And it was time to leave.

Traffic wasn’t so insane. But at some point,it got so bad we had to use the Mai Mahiu road. And drive through such a rough,rugged road we never thought our cars would survive after that.

At around Kimende,we were caught up in another traffic.

Piles and piles of cars could be seen from as furthest as the eye could see.

And from a distance,you could hear muffled screams and shouts and chants.

It’s 8.46pm at night. And it doesn’t look like we’re ever getting home.

We Park our cars and walk out to pee and survey the situation.

Many people have parked their cars too. There are crowds all around the road.

‘Ni Nini kinaendelea!? ‘Omosh asked.

‘Ni msichana ameuliwa. Amekanyangwa na matatu akakufa hapo hapo….’ some local guy told us.

We walked a dozen meters upto where the noises weee coming from. And we met a crowd of about a hundred angry locals staging a protest.

The road to Nairobi had been blocked off. And huge boulders had been placed all across the road. A bus had been packed across the road too. And there were stones allover.

People were yelling and shouting and the scene was warlike and scary.

‘Hako kasichana kamegongwa Kako wapi!? ‘

‘Pale kwa ile matatu. Ako hapo ndani…’

We walked over to the matatu. And saw a huge crowd gathered around the matatu. They were all peering into it. It was dark so people had put the torchlights on their phones on..

I struggled getting closer. And closer. To peer at the girl too. And somehow,I managed to be quite close to the window. I put on my phone light too and peeped into the matatu. Crowds were jostling and screaming.

Looking inside,I saw a beautiful girl… Probably 14 or 15 years old,propped up in a sitting position in the matatu. Her belly was badly swollen. And it was getting bigger and bigger. The left side of her face had been blown off. Her neck was covered in dry blood. And her legs were swollen too. Her head was bowed. And her hands stiff across the seats.

People gasped and murmured slowly.

This girl had just been killed by a speeding matatu from Nakuru. And she was sitting in the same matatu that killed her.

It took us a whole hour to even find our way from the horrible horrible macabre mess…

I walked into our car. And didn’t want to talk. Or stay awake again. I slumped into my seat. And became totally disturbed by what I had just seen.

R.I.P Strange Girl.

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It’s always astonishing to see a man weep in public so you can imagine the sight Governor Alfred Mutua caused when tears flowed freely from one of eyes gliding embarrassingly to his cheeks.

This was at a rally where emotions ran high and he wept over the plight of Ukambani.

Dr Mutua bemoaned the efforts of Ukambani leaders who apparently worked day and night to curb his efforts to bring development to Ukambani. An area which has lagged back in development despite having key leaders in power for long.

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Check out the weeping governor below:

 

Photo Courtesy:The Star

 

Abel Mutua honed his acting skills on Citizen TV’s hit-show Tahidi High before flying out of the nest acquiring bigger and better projects.

He now works for ‘Hapa Kule’ but it seems that he is still tight with his Citizen TV family.As demonstrated by fellow actor Phil Karanja (Tahidi High), Catherine Kamau (Celina), Ida Wanyoike (Mother-in-law), Jacqueline Matubia (Tahidi High) attending his party.

Others who were at the party include Njugush of Hapa Kule and Abel’s spouse Judy Nyawira.

But despite the fact that it was an all-star affair, Catherine’s twins stole the show. Here are photos of the birthday party!

 

 

Renowned disc jockey Adrian Washika is working against the clock to prepare his car for the CBA Africa Concours d’Elegance.

This year’s classiest event on the Kenya Motor Sport calendar will celebrate the 45th anniversary of the Alfa Romeo Owners Club and will be held at the Nairobi Racecourse on September 27th.

Since 2004, DJ Adrian has been competing in the event with a VW Beetle and he is entering the Karmann Ghia for the first time in the Concours. He commented, “I bought the Karmann Ghia a year ago and I have stripped it down completely. It is going to compete in the up to 1,300 cc touring car class and I am hoping to take home the prize for that category.”

 

“For the last ten years, I have learnt a lot about the Concours. Judging is based entirely on cleanliness and condition and there are bonus points for age. Since the 1961 Karman Ghia which I will be showing this year is older than the 1973 VW Beetle which I had displayed previously, I will earn more points for age.”

The assessment of cars at the Concours starts with an inspection of underside on the Total Quartz ramp. Afterwards cars are driven along the judging line for separate checks on the external finish, interiors and engines. Motorcycles are assessed in a similar way at the Racecourse parade ring.

DJ Adrian will compete against Phoenix Aviation’s 1958 VW Beetle in the up to 1,300 category. This vehicle has won the overall car trophy four times. Other competitors in this group include Paul Chemngorem with his 1960 VW Karmann Ghia, Magdi Riad with his 1976 Morris Traveller and Jinja based Leslie Carvell will show her 1970 VW Beetle.

One of the oldest motorcycle registered for this year’s CBA Africa Concours is the 1925 DKW of Sati’s Classics. This machine has won the overall bike category award three times. Other two wheelers on the list include three motorcycles entered by the Vintage Motorcycle Club of South Africa. These are the 1925 Triumph of Johannesburg based Gerald Roelofs, the rare 1927 Raleigh of Piet Mass and Bevan Beckmann’s 1946 Harley Davidson.

 Gaming campus girls can be tough at times, whether you are a campus guy or just any other guy looking to take advantage of the butt-abundance. This is why I recommend these 10 campuses as the best grounds to pursue. Here are campuses with chics that are willing to give up ‘Le Cookie’ without much fuss so long as you show genuine interest.

The University of Nairobi

Kenya’s academic giant also plays host to some of the wildest parties. Read hard and play hard is the mantra. The University of Nairobi may be a cold concrete jungle that’s expensive to game in, but its attractive female students and reputation for debauchery makes it one of the best choices for young men to pursue and bang. I strongly advise against looking for a long term girlfriend in UON because chics here are rarely loyal. You are probably sharing her with some other guy somewhere that hits that ‘P’ like Mollis and Mandingo combined

Moi University Main Campus

The fact that this campus is located in a bush somewhere makes it harder for outside men to interfere. Moi Uni male students thus enjoy an abundance of punani with close to zero competition. Let’s just say that the guys are playing with pretty good odds. The great thing is that due to limited options, there are hundreds of unattached ladies that have gone for months without getting shagged. Get one, and she will bless with you with bang frequency that you have only dreamt of

Mount Kenya University (Nairobi Campus)

All you have to do is have a job and a few buddies here and you will bang chics like crazy. Buy an MKU chic fries a number of times and she’ll be hanging around town upto 5 pm, waiting for you to leave work even if she has nothing else to do.

Important tip: Keep taking her to your favorite lunch spot. if she asks what you were doing on the days you didn’t buy her something to eat, mention cool eateries you visited with “an associate.” Make her think she’s being kept away from the classy spots because you’re embarrassed of her youth and girlishness. She’ll start trying harder to prove herself to you and that will definitely work in your favor.

See Also: GHAFLA EXPLORES: Top 5 Clubs In Nairobi With The Juiciest Girls That Are Desperate To Get Laid (Chips Funga Tingz)

Kenyatta University

KU is well known across Kenya for its hot DTF girls. It’s one of the largest campuses by enrollment with over70,000 students and due to its sheer size, chics don’t have to worry about all their BFFs finding out about them hooking up with you and judging them. Constant sunshine plus hot, sexy mamiis and plenty of anonymity, what more could you ask for?

The hostels are hotbeds of lungula. A chic can bring just about any dude into my dorm room without hustle. Ask the guys who collect garbage in KU and they’ll tell you that most of the trash consists of used condoms and E-pill boxes.

Note that chics here also love the idea of ‘uncles’. If you have a good job, just vibe one she will fall for you. And during weekends whenever she’s coming to your place, she’ll be lying to her boyfriend that she’s going to see her ‘uncle’.

Masinde Muliro University

If you have a fetish for sexy legs and fat asses, this is your ideal hunting location. Never mind the face, just focus on the body. An MMU chic will cook for you and serve you punani all weekend long while being submissive. Well,,,what more can an african man want?

Pwani University

Despite being one of the top campos in the coastal region, chics here aren’t too book-ish. They prefer hard partying, letting loose and flaunting thighs. Pwani University s packed to the brim with a diverse array of cute girls from both Mombasa and other regions.

KCA

This campo has been affectionately labeled “the friendly women paradise” by many men. It features “some of the nicest and down to earth girls Nairobi has to offer”. You will rarely find a snobby girl in KCA. If she doesn’t like you, she will let you off politely or even link you up with her BFF who is in a dry spell. So much for kindness. Need I say more?

JKUAT

This geeky institution has a great party atmosphere to mack in but suffers from the scarcity of females. So much a sausage fest that it is jokingly referred to as ‘Juja Boys’. Worry not dear brethren. There’s good news to it. Since girls are fewer, guys there exhibit thigh thirst levels. The extreme desperation ends up repelling girls who in turn go seeking outside men. This means that you have a higher chance of banging JKUAT chics if you are form somewhere else than if you are a student there.

USIU

Located in Thika Super Highway, men who study at the prestigious USIU will not only enjoy it’s academic prestige but the beauty and grace of East Africa’s rich female kids. Bring some warm class and brush up on your fake accent because I have it on good authority from a number of my own buddies that once you go have a taste of the women of USIU, you’ll never want to go back to ‘madondo eating’ girls ever again.

Important tip: Avoid going for structured dates with USIU chics. They’ll easily flake on you without apology, and then laugh with their BFFs when you show annoyance. Focus on more last-minute and same-night planning,

Maseno University

For those guys that are looking for a nice, traditional girl who is willing to commit and isn’t afraid to put a ring on it, Maseno University is hands down the place for them to “game.”

As expected from each world event, the IAAF championships did not go down without its share of drama.

Black people from all over the world are expressing their revulsion after silver medalist Cindy Roleder of Germany is caught on camera brushing aside the gold medalist from Jamaica, Shermaine Williams who had gone on to congratulate her. This was after their IAAF World Championships 100-metre Hurdles final in Beijing, China.

The German quickly slaps aside the Jamaican’s hand in favor of hugging Belarus’ Alina Talay. An act that has been viewed as ‘racist’ with people all over the world blasting her for this.

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Robert Ali has gotten in on the action writing this”Number One from Jamaica tries to congratulate Number Two from German and the latter brushes her arm off. The white German saw it best to only hug a fellow white athlete.This looks bad and unsportman-like. Shermaine Williams (JAM) should not have got this treatment from Cindy Roleder (GER)”

Following the outrage over her supposed racist action, Roleder took to Facebook to apologize and explain herself: After I had realized that I won the silver medal in the 100m hurdles at the World Championships in Beijing, yesterday, I was extremely – it was such a massive surprise to me. Today I read in several Facebook posts and comments that people have been disappointed or even shocked because of the way I reacted to Shermaine Williams’ offer of a handshake afterwards, accusing me of refusing it.

“This is a big misunderstanding. I would like to set the record straight: I simply haven’t noticed her in this overwhelming moment. I have seen the TV footage, and to be honest it doesn’t look very good. But again, this is a big misunderstanding.

“As the pictures also show, I was completely focused on congratulating my friend Alina Talay on her bronze medal. I congratulate Shermaine Williams and all the other athletes who have participated in this great final. I hope you accept my apology. Best regards, Cindy.”

Bullies have crossed over from the playground into cyber space with many celebrities including Linda Nyangweso, Adelle Onyango Miss Tourism Kakamega 2013 getting mowed over by the infamous KOT.

Unlike the playground bullies who have brawn, cyber bullies are often timid folks who might have also experienced bullying in the past or are just social misfits angry with the world. Or maybe they are just people seeking validation and a stamp of approval via retweets for having the ‘wittiest meanest insults’. Who knows?

Michelle Morgan has also admitted to having her fair share of bullying and shares her thoughts about it. She says that it hurts to read negative comments about herself and she cannot pretend that she does have a thick skin.

Before adding that “It is easy to be negative behind a computer screen and if that the kind of energy that satisfies you, then there is something deeply wrong with you somewhere.”

“People who live off that negative energy have their own issues to address. So again it’s like, I can’t take it personally, maybe you have stuff to deal with if you get off putting other people down.” she concludes.

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“What if the Cure for Cancer was trapped inside the mind of someone who can’t afford an education?” is a famous quote by an anonymous yet very wise person.

And today we ask “What if the coolest invention is trapped inside the mind of someone who cannot afford good education ”Because its clear that Kenyans are creative geniuses and future inventors but the education system offers setbacks where we are all forced to go through the rigorous 8-4-4 system in order to ‘get a job ’.

Whilst special care should be taken to nurture the talents of people like Eugene Awimbo. A young man from ‘Lands Yonder’ a.k.a Rongai who intends on launching a rocket into space and offering cheaper and affordable transport using his APPG glider.

Check out his equipment next:

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Of course his inventions have been met with both positive and negative reactions. With the detractors calling his a ‘pipe dream’ and criticizing his use of cats to launch his equipment.

But Awimbo remains unmoved writing that

The positive comments are encouraging. The sources of those very negative comments will only appreciate when the prop system begin to ferry them very cheaply, faster and enjoyably across the country or beyond it in my APPG GLIDER.

In the run-up to the legendary Prinsloo 7s,Twitter went ablaze with thousands of ecstatic tweets of party-goers who were expressing their excitement and channeling their energies towards one of the greatest annual sporting extravaganzas in Kenya.

I was at Skyluxx Lounge Friday night. They had some thunderous huge party held to mark their 5th Anniversary. We showed up. And showed down! It was a long,long night and I don’t remember how I finally ended up at Gypsys Club in Westie… Where there were so many white people,so many Indians,so many foreigners it felt like a downtown Los Angeles Garage party.

The music at Gypsys was horrendous. What’s worse? The sight of drunk white people dancing. Oh man! I was in the company of Kevin Mwangi a.k.a Shaniqwa,some Ghafla writers,some two babes and Trevor Gitonga,the child actor… Who is now so grown up and was so drunk.

We ordered for Shisha. And man,their Shisha is iconic! Sh*t so powerful you want to thank the manufacturer. An hour down the line,punctuated by bad house music,loud Caucasians,rings of shisha smoke and nasal yells from some exuberant Indians,it was time to leave Gypsys. God bless Gypsys. And whoever goes there….

SATURDAY:
Woke up feeling like crap. And looking like a wounded racoon. It’s Prinsloo Day.. So… We get to HAPPEN.

By 10am,I was at Nakumatt Prestige. That’s where we had planned to meet with some dudes. Who showed up an hour later. Unapologetic.

We had two cars; A Noah and a Volvo. The Noah was meant to ferry six to seven drunk souls to Nakuru. The Volvo? Four.

By 11.45am,after raiding Nakumatt Prestige and turning the alcohol section upside down,sweeping as many Tusker, Guinness and Bavaria cans as we could,we left the City.

Why did we converge at Nakumatt? No idea. But we were to pick some chap at Uthiru. And,driving thorough a winding route cutting across the sprawling Kawangware slums,we found our noisy way out and,once at Uthiru,picked the fellow.

He was so hangoverd I wondered why he even came.

I was riding in the Noah. And man,Noahs are fun! Oh,they are! You get to sit your silly self so comfortably,you never wanna get out. The fellow driving the Noah was my friend Odembe. We call him Omosh. I don’t know why. Omosh,all Luo and proud,decides to turn the whole Noah into some Luo Night some of carnival,ignoring the fact that not all the people he’s carrying are Luo,and thus love Luo music. Omosh,loud and boisterous,put on some seriously booming Luo music. Man! It’s 12.28pm! No one wants some never-ending Lady Maureen music at that time!

‘Toa hizo ngoma banaaa! Weka mix! Niko na flash iko na mix kali! ‘ some chap hollered. Everyone else agreed in unison. Hio ngoma peleka Bondo Boss!

Omosh just laughed and asked for the flash disk. And in no time,Fetty Wap is blaring through the speakers…

‘I’m like Hey what’s up hellooo… Seen your pretty ass soon as you came in the door… I just wanna chill got a sack for us to roll…And I get high with my baby…I just left the mall i’m getting fly with my baby yeaahhh’

Everyone is singing along. Except Omosh who looks seriously violated. We laugh at him.

‘Yaani hamjanibaiya tei man!? ‘the fellow we graciously collected at Uthiru asks,sweeping his eyes across the car and seeing everyone popping open a can of whatever frothy drink they’d bought.

‘ Tukupick kwako home na tukubaiye tei! Boss,ushaakuwa Dame!!? ‘ someone snapped back.

‘Aaaah wachangeni za ovyo! Cabu Gah nipee tei bana…’ the fellow,all red-eyed and gruff-voiced says.

He’s now becoming a nuisance! I pass him a Bavaria and tell him that HE HAS to buy me one back. ‘Aaaai kwani Bavaria ni pesa ngapi!?’ he snaps,popping it open and subsequently showering us with so much froth from the can.

‘Wasee tushukeni tupige picha… ‘ Sam offers.

It’s an idea that we all agree upon. And at some Ka-place called Kinungi,or Kinunga or something next to that,we park the cars,flip out our smartphones and turn the whole place into a photography set. There’s some curio shops all around too. And some stalls selling maaaany Maasai shukas. We buy the shukas. And the photography goes on…

We are nearing Naivasha. We are supposed to pick three girls at Kikopey…

‘Tutakula wapi!? Man! Niko njaa! ‘someone says.

‘Tukushukishe ukakule?’ Omosh asks. We laugh.

Dej Loaf comes on. I Loooooooove Dej Loaf! I wanna marry Dej Loaf!

By the time we get to her awesome chorus,the whole car is singing along. Except,of course,Omosh. Haha.

‘Let a nigga try me… Try me… And imma get his whole m***f**kng family. And aint playing with nobody… F**k around and imma catch a body!’ I’m feeling ecstatic. And so deep in the moment.

There’s some little traffic as you pass Naivasha… And then a black Subaru,oh what a souped up black Subaru,zooms past us! We honk at them. They honk back. We holler at them. They holla back.

But for some reason the Uthiru guy flashes them the middle finger! But Why!!? Why does the guy from Uthiru get to be so silly? All the time!!?

As we drive down,caught up in our revelry and noise and sing-alongs,more cars zoom past us… Omosh tries to race the Volvo. Oh I forgot to mention the Volvo all through right? It’s because the Volvo isn’t upto much. And it’s the car in which the girls are supposed to ride in…

Back to Omosh trying to race the Volvo,we almost cause some trouble… The Volvo,turbo-enabled,is tearing down the road so hard,and cutting across so many little avenues and overlapping and using the wrong side,we think it’s a stupid idea to even race.

‘Omosh… Wacha aende.. Msikimbizane…. ‘ Nick,the sober one amongst us,says.

We are finally at Kikopey!! Yeeeaaayy! And At Kikopey,there’s a truly insane traffic situation… We drive slowly and,reaching up to our purple Volvo,we take a detour into the expansive Kikopey meat parlor. It’s time to EAT! And pick akina Stella.

‘Heeeeeyyyy! ‘some voices,excited and noisy,holler at us. Omosh is honking harder than a maafaka.

It’s Stella and Wambui and Bella.

They’re dressed to the nines. Skimpy outfits,tons of makeup,huge bags,massive amounts of jewelry,fresh hair,spanking fresh manicure, scarlet red lips,barely-there tops and they’re all smelling like three acres of heaven.

‘Cabu Gaaaaaaaaaaaah! ‘Wambui hollers,running towards our car and sweeping me away in a hug so tight,so nice I never want to let go.’ Aki you guys are already drunk! Waaaah!’ she says,letting go and spreading that hug across the Team.

‘Wapi Guarana zangu!?’ Stella demands. ‘Ulisema utanibaiya Guarana Nakumatt…’

I scramble around for some idle Guarana can and pass it to her… ‘Guarana moja!!? Nataka six pack!’ she protests.

‘Madame wataenda kwa Volvo.. Na wasee wengine kwa Noah vile tu tumekam… ‘

‘Cabu Gah uko kwa gani?’ Wambui asks.

‘Noah… ‘

‘Naenda na Noah… ‘

We open the car boot and blare the music so loud we’re about to turn the butchery eatery into a random Harlem barbecue festival.

‘I’m hungry!’ Bella says. ‘Me too! Me too! Ni wapi kuna nyama poa!?’

Kikopey,for the ignorant,has some of the BEST meat in this Country. Best meat!

We raid some ka-joint and burn it down! We take so much meat and ugali were starting to look like -and smell like-66 Maasai herdsmen from a tribal initiation ceremony.

All around Kikopey,tens of cars of parked too. And many youths can be seen talking each other up,dancing besides their cars,drowning some Tusker,smoking,taking photos and walking into the many nyama joints around.

Off to Nakuru now! We’re full,we’re happy,we’re loud and we’re wasted.

Upon arrival,Wambui wants to change into some sexier attire. As if she doesn’t look under-dressed already.

Ratchet mode activated : WE ARE IN NAKKKUUUURUUUUUU!

First stop, Nakumatt. Na huku ndio wazimu iko.

The entrance to Nakumatt is so insanely jammed,we want to give up getting in. And the security is working so slowly… So freaking slowly,it’s just pathetic.

Once inside Nakumatt,there’s a sea of humanity. And the crowd around the Alcohol section is so huge,the people are looking so fresh,the girls so gorgeous,the mood so lively I want to always be like this. Forever.

‘Cabu Gah… My six pack. ‘Wambui says.’ Me too! ‘Stella jumps.

Aaaahhhh hii wasichana watanisotesha Bana!

It’s 3.15pm.

 

PART TWO COMING UP

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The national courier has been on the receiving end ever since it announced a mega loss of 25.7 billion shillings.

While Kenya Airways recorded the historic loss, Ethiopian Airlines posted a $ 175 million profit exceeding its revenue targets.

But how come? Apparently the cross border airline is charging it customers way lower fare compared to our courier.

Fare comparison between KQ and Ethiopian Airlines indicates the latter is almost charging half the price of what the former charges its customers flying the same route.

This new revelation once again made Kenyans jump on the neck of KQ. Folks were bitter with the ‘Pride of Africa’ courier cursing it with the loudest voice ever heard.

See some of the comments posted below:

The Kenyan airline has seen its losses grow by more than 600 per cent from the $28.9 million loss it posted in 2014, pushing its cumulative losses in the past three years to $442 million.

Seth W Thuita: Next time I will fly Ethiopian Airlines and compare with KQ. Huuu umambo wa upatriotism no longer makes economic sence

Opaque Linn: Ethiopian airlines are affordable and offer good service. They even provide you with a toothbrush and toothpaste, unlike other airlines

Stephen Kabaki: Ethiopian airlines much cheaper and better services…..

Justus Kirui Sirorei: Kenya Airways the pride of Africa should lower the cost inorder to compete favourably with other airlines.

Festo Mkf: Ethiopia airlines is 100% owned n managed by the govt.while Kenya airways is privatized. the interests really matters here.lets take back the airline to the govt.its the only solution for the ailing airline

Bora Bora: KQ its full of jigger minded management..Ethiopia airline its a nyc one everyone will love to travel with…beautiful in service ladies haki compared to KQ..

Erick Odhiambo: surely!..where do Ethiopian Airlines get those air hostesses????…I feel like flying in their place now and again!!!…now that’s a trick in business!!!

Arvind Saxena: Just support Ethiopian airlines for Six month seriously than soon you will see the changes in KQ fare & services.

David Zeeta: Even kenyans can’t fly with KQ because it’s too expensive compared to other airlines

Vinnie Osoro: I would later use Ethiopian airline than KQ..now iyo fare yote nkt corruption tu

Vter Young: KQ “pride of africa” your tickets are soo expensive double that of Ethiopia air.many flights delay I dont think if you are the pride of africa anymore

Wycliffe Onyalo: The last time I flew KQ, they refused to serve me tusker. I had missed tusker so much I just wanted to taste one on the plane. An argument ensued and ever since I have gone Ethiopian. The worst part is that I saw the KQ air hostesses parking drinks into their large handbags and roll-ons. I felt disgusted. My patriotism didn’t allow me accept mediocre services.

Bex Benson: Kq services is horrible, you book a flight 2 or 1 month in advance n they always fail to deliver their words, they literally sell out your seat n postpone your flight,that’s greediness for money.

Credit: The East African

Risper Faith got some serious clap back last year when she showed off and erratically shook her substantial derrière in Blaqy’s money-maker video.

With her critics arguing that there is a time and place for cellulite and that is not in a music video. Ouch!

After this Fiasco, Risper Faith sank into oblivion, found Jesus and now she is back with a banging body in tow. Risper Faith had her critics wishing they could take back their words when she showed of her body in this figure hugging pink/peach/maroon dress

 

 

As you are all aware, the king and queen of the gospel industry, Size 8 and Dj Mo are expecting their first born in a few months.

But unlike many parents-to-be, Size 8 and DJ Mo will not have to foot the bill as the vice president has promised to take care of all the costs after the instantly famous spawn is born.

Speaking to Monday Blues, Size 8 explained the reason for Ruto’s very generous offer was that the Vice President’s wife and daughter are close cronies of hers.

William and Rachel Ruto

“His wife and daughter are my friends out of the fact that they love my music, especially the song Mateke, and so my husband Mo and I are grateful for the offer “Size 8 said.

In addition, Size 8 will be will be getting the royal treatment when her baby is born in a few months at the prestigious Karen Hospital which was featured heavily in her latest song ‘Afadhali Yesu’

Karen Hospital

She says that the hospital has been pretty much hands on when it came to the preparation and delivery of their royal baby in December. They have given her premium pre-natal care and a delivery room has been booked already, four months before she delivers.

For the first time since forever Kenya has emerged top of the table of the just concluded World Athletics Championships in Beijing.

 Kenya bagged 7 gold medals, six silver and three bronze medals, with Jamaica and the US in second and third place respectively.President Uhuru Kenyatta tweeted:

“Our young people have once again shown that they are as good as the world’s best and brightest.”

Indeed, we are a hotbed of champions. The world bore witness. Her are the top ten countries at the championships. 

William Ruto’s ‘Deputy President’ status wasn’t enough to make him earn Churchill’s attention! The comedy King boldly turned a deaf ear to the country’s second in command.

Apparently DP Ruto was trying to reach Churchill via the phone and he couldn’t because the comedian didn’t lend him his ears.

During the launch of Jaguar Youth Empowerment Foundation, DP Ruto revealed his effort to reach Churchill hit the wall after the comedy king kept on dismissing him.

Ruto wanted to make it known he was indeed a property developer. This was after kids in Churchill Show’s Toto’s corner said the Deputy President was a property developer when asked to differentiate between the role of then Vice President and the current DP.

Churchill confirmed he ignored the DP’s calls not once but several times! But he didn’t do it with bad intention. He disclosed this during the airing of Churchill Show at Carnivore.

The humorist said he thought the Deputy President was one of the usual cons from Kamiti Prison who call people with the intent of conning them.

Churchill revealed he had been swindled huge sums of cash before by scoundrels that why he wasn’t convinced the man calling him was indeed the DP of Republic of Kenya.

Tukuza, a Christian show that airs on KTN on Sundays morning will never be the same again. Two of its hosts; DJ Krowbar And Kendi Ashitava have called it quit!

Last Sunday emotions ran high after Tukuza hosts announced the show was their very last one! DJ Krowbar and the pretty Kendi Ashitava will no longer be hosting the Christian show.

While DJ Krowbar announced he was quitting to concentrate on TV production as well as to give young talents opportunity to blossom, hearsay has it that the two were actually fired.

Of late, the Standard Group has been downsizing following unconfirmed reports that the media company was running into losses.

See also: REVEALED! Anxiety And Tension Engulf Standard Media Group As Mass Retrenchment Looms In The Air

DJ Krowbar and Kendi hosted their last show at Jubilee Christian Church (JCC) Parklands. Their fans were pouring in comments, inspiring and thanking them for work well done.

Meanwhile, word has Anthony Ndiema will be hosting the show solo. We will be updating you on the same once we get the scoop!

It’s Monday! Of course not so many people love this day! So much happened over the past weekend; for the first time in history, Kenya led the world in matters athletics. The country seats on top of the medal table in the just concluded IAAF World Championship, Kenya bagged 16 medals in total. Good news worth tossing a glass! Anyway, below are trending stories on our site this sombre morning:

#1High School Students Beaten Senselessly By A Mob After They Were Caught Stealing (GRAPHIC Photos )

#2What A Shame!!! Octopizzo Exposed By American Singer As A Con, A Liar And A Fraud! (Photo)

#3SAD! 32-Year-Old Man Suffers An Irate 15-Day Erection After Smashing Someone’s Wife (Video)

#4President Uhuru’s Twitter Handlers Embarrass The President With The Odd Photo They Posted (Photo)

#5‘I’m Straight! ‘Citizen TV Actor Complains Of Being Hit on By Thirsty Homosexuals

#6Julie Gichuru Showstops In A Snake Skin Bikini (Photo)

#7Isn’t This Man Just Funny! After Insulting Luos, Mutahi Ngunyi Nows Wants To Settle In Luo’s Capital, Kisumu, When He Retires

#8What TPF Winner Ruth Matete Has To Say About ‘Mean’ Ian Mbugua Will Surprise You

#9The Westy Chronicles: How I Got Myself A Hot Date.

#10Kisumu Rice Farmer Becomes A Sensation Over His Incredible Command Of Eng-Luo

Despite topping itune’s chart, Octopizzo’s credibility is being called into question and his rivals are rubbing their hands in glee. This is after August Alsina’s management denied collaborating with the Number 8 star.

Adelle Onyango interviewed Octo asking him to comment on August Alsina’s management denying the collabo.

“We are seeing that August Alsina saying that ya’ll didn’t recorded as song together, what in the world?” Adelle asked.

To which Octo replied “It’s his management that posted that. Meaning that t it’s a management to management thing, I will not comment on that.” Adding that “People should just listen to the song and believe what they think it’s true.”

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He even went ahead to deny ever announcing a collabo with August …even when countless articles on blogs newspapers and recordings on radio state otherwise.

“I’ve never mentioned August Alsina anywhere.” he says adding that “Emails between August Alsina and I are classified.”

“So who is the guy singing in the track?”Adelle prods on. To which Octo once again says “I won’t comment on that, that’s a management to management thing.”

Well you do not have to wonder who the singer is as you can check out here:Exclusive: Octopizzo Did Not Only Lie About Featuring August Alsina. He Also STOLE The Entire Song And Here Is The Evidence!

The king of the bling was the biggest act back in the day, He is still, even after taking a hiatus to God know’s where. 

 He used to show up for events aboard a chopper, at a time when choppers were a very big deal. That is however not all, Prezzo used to date the hottest girl back in the day, Nikki, who you now know as ” Sheila Mwanyigha” 

But even for the king of the bling, he has come a long way to be what he is  today or what he was years back. Check out this flash back photo: 

But we can all agree on one thing, Jackson Ngechu, A.K.A had some serious swag even back in the day!

 

It’s not every day that you bump into a multiple-award winning rock star and living legend but Victoria Kimani was among the very few in Africa who have had this opportunity.

Victoria Kimani had this rare opportunity as she got to hang out,party  and even pose for pictures last night with U2’s front man Bono. A man who has been for a long time worked in trying to fight extreme poverty in Africa. This is through a campaign he crated called ONE, a campaign that Victoria Kimani, Yaya Toure and Diamond are part of.

Unlike other ‘save poor Africa’ groups, Bono and his campaign aim at using entrepreneurial capitalism to take people out of poverty rather than give them hand-outs.

As it turns out Bono does not only have a generous heart but is also generous with compliments and had Victoria Kimani blushing for days when he told her that “when she sings, it comes from within”