CABU GAH DIARIES: Willy Paul,This Is The Worst Thing A Man Can Ever Do To A Mother. The Worst Thing! I Am Outraged #WillyPaulRudiKwaMama

Hi,My name is Cabu Gah. I am a man in his 20’s. I live in a one-bedroomed house in Nairobi. I earn a decent salary. I have a mother. And a father….Both of whom live in Embu. And I’ve proudly paraded my PARENTS on Social Media. And I hosted Mom at my house…just last week.

 Yesterday,Willy Paul’s REAL mother called Ghafla…to give us a story. Of just what a life of abject penury she’s been living. We,ever the story hounds,lunged at the invite….And,in no time,showed up at her humble abode in Mathare…at her gracious invite.

Mama Willis,as she is popularly known along those battered streets,lives in Mathare Area 3. She’s been living there for a billion years. She bore Willy Paul while living there,nurtured him from there,nursed him from there,breastfed him from there,schooled him from there and loved him from there….And she’s still there. To date.

Cabu Gah’s Dad and Mum.

But today,years after her son hit it big and amassed quite a tidy sum of millions,and bought quite a sleek car,and started living the enviable celebrity life,Mama Willis still lives in those same streets,still leads that same life,still lives in a SINGLE room,still uses a Nokia 3310 and still sells tomatoes in a bid to eke out a living.

While her superstar son is trotting across the country,booking flights to Eldoret and Mombasa and Kisumu,doing shows allover the place,pocketing huge bands of cash after every electrifying performance,the mother still retreats to that old shack he used to call home…that same old shack he grew up in…and lives that same old,penurious life she’s been through. Painfully.

When we visited the weary-looking,weathered Mama,she cut a figure of a dejected lonely soul. Clad in a flowing kitenge that betrayed her scraggy frame,Mama Willis appeared every inch a sufferer. And a pained,despondent woman.

For over two hours,Mama Willi took us through a cache of old Willy Paul baby photos…Gave us tales of how she brought him up,how she got widowed years ago and how,after her son blew up,she still NEVER noticed any change of lifestyle on her part. Despite her hopes.

She told us that that she was SHOCKED that Willy Paul was parading some mysterious woman on social Media and calling her his ‘Mom”,she told us that,contrary to the Willy Paul lie that she has cancer,she ACTUALLY doesn’t have cancer,she told us that Willy Paul’s a perennial liar whose been lying to her over and over,promising her that he will soon lift her from the life of poverty but,5 years later,he’s done nothing.

She told us that Willy Paul is NOT comfortable with parading her on Social Media,she told us that Willy Paul has a very bad temper,she told us that Willy Paul has been promising to move her out of Mathare but still HAS NEVER fulfilled his promise,she told us that she prays for a better life day and night and told us that she has NEVER set foot at Willy Paul’s house…for years,now.

She appeared pained. And spurned. Her every word was uttered in regret and still,covered in a mother’s love…A mother who,despite the hopelessness she’s been mired in,still showed unconditional love to her prodigal son. And still defended him in the light of all the scandals her son has been embroiled in lately.

Despite her beggary,Mama loves her boy. She does.

Willy Paul showing off the fake “Mom” on Instagram. And telling her that he “loves her”

Willy’s REAL struggling Mum.

But while her son is busy hobnobbing with the rich and mighty,while her son’s living lavishly and whizzing across the country in the company of gorgeous babes,while her son’s flying out to the USA for months of money-minting tours,and while her son’s stupid enough to fly back to Kenya with an accent and a penchant for flaunting wands of crisp dollars on Instagram,Poor Mama’s living like a beggar. Selling vegetables to survive. And is never appreciated by the boy.

She’s HURT. Deeply. And she made it very clear.

Hi Willy,

You’ve called me this morning and told me that the reason you don’t parade your REAL Mother on the internet is because you want to “protect her privacy” BULLSHIT!

What privacy?! How private is she now?! She’s allover the place NOW! Because of You.

Let me give You ideas on how to protect a mother’s privacy. To keep her properly secure,You give her a good life,You buy her things she never had,she fulfill promises you made years ago,You pull her out of the poverty she brought you up in,You provide her every need,You start the business you promised to set up for her but never did and You appreciate her and never parade other Women and call them “Mama” telling them you “Love them”.

That’s HOW You make her happy. And private. And,that way,she’ll NEVER call a media house to complain. And lash out at You.

Understood? Good!

So spare us the nonsense! We ain’t 22 like You.

Oh,and haven’t Your own fellow artistes (Gospel and Secular) been parading their Mums on Social Media too?

Caroline Mutoko’s shown her Mum proudly to the World. And said she loves her. DJ Sadic has done the same. Size 8 too….Kambua has,Janet Mbugua has,Maddtraxx,DJ Joe,Wahu,Janet Otieno,Anita Nderu,Noni Gathoni,Bien of Sauti Sol,Chipukeezy,a section of Elani,Ciku Muiruiri,Kirigo Ng’arua and many more have shown their Mamas proudly on social media.

DJ Sadic and Mom

Citizen TV’s Kirigo Ngarua and Mum

Why have You always been afraid to show Yours??

Are You ashamed of her? Are You afraid she doesn’t look as glamorous as the fake “Mother” you paraded on Instagram? Are you afraid people will judge you for how destitute she looks? Are You afraid she doesn’t fit in your vainglorious image of a cool Mom?

Bro,You’ve BLUNDERED. Big time.

Look kid,You even did a song called “Mama” ostensibly singing for your Mom. But why,pray,didn’t she at least make a cameo in the music video? I’ll tell You why; It’s because You’ve been constantly hiding her from the World. And because,according to You,she wouldn’t glamorize your secular-esque video. And so,she was left out. Cuz the boy ain’t proud of Mama. As he wants us to believe he is.

SHAME! A BIG SHAME!

Why,pray,is Mama still living in a single room? Why does she have to use a tattered curtain to create a wall between her bedroom and her living room? Why does she have to use the same small room to cook,dress,sleep,watch TV and relax? Why haven’t you started the business you promised to start for her? Is she too uncool for a one-bedroomed house? At least? And while you’re driving sleek cars,using glossy gadgets,and living along the posh Mombasa Road estates,why is Mama still using a Nokia 3310?

Why!? Just why!? There are so many errors here! So many damn errors! I can’t! I give up! I really do.

Kid,You’re a mess. A huge,shameless mess.

I’ve given up on You,bro. I have.

Adios.

You’ve irredeemable. Just irredeemable.

Lord have mercy.

Have Mercy,Papa.