Sam Gatts HSC 🇰🇪🇨🇦

@Matzz59 @nikokadiKE 😂😂 what?

@nikokadiKE In real life huwa wananuka kitambaa ya kupanguza meza 🥲

Madem wazungu huukuwa tu warembo kwa movies otherwise kwa ground wanakaanga sijui aje? 😂😂😂

@VGovoga @Rogers_Otii The school of the mighty Green commandos

@Rogers_Otii Kakamega High School. The school we know.

Which high school did you attend? Be proud of your school.

@juicenotthekid_ Fat kid or big bodied boy

@RodinSimi A few minutes later......😁

When Arsenal play at home, they usually force the issue to win corners & free kicks in the opposition half. To stop them, you need to defend those corners and free kicks well. I am 100% sure Leverkusen will progress to the UCL QFs. Chelsea is going down, Arsenal should follow.

@Restrictfootage She is smitten 🥰

@wambuijoan2024 One thousand thousands 1000,000

Musician Sanaipei Tande on stage. She is 43 years old . Sanaipei is also an actress. In 2021 she revealed that she wants to be married 10 years from now,after enjoying life . There is no hurry for marriage. She plans to get 2 children with a man who can give her Ksh 1000,000 urgently. Maajabu! Sanaipei rejected Maina Kageni even after being offered Ksh500,000 by Maina amzalie.Eloi!! Previously, she collaborated with Jua Cali where they released the song Kwaheri which became a hit song in 2008,one year after being released. Sanaipei has almost zero scandals.

@Footballtweet @DeadlineDayLive I must watch the notebook, now that it made a player cry in the aeroplane.

🇫🇷🗣️ Patrice Evra: “I’m not going to mention the player out of respect, but when I was playing for Juventus, one day we were on the club's plane. I went to the bathroom and in the last seat I saw a player crying. I thought: 'What's going on? We don't have internet here, maybe he lost a family member.' I asked him: 'Why are you crying, brother?'. He tells me: 'Because of this movie (The Notebook), this is the fourth time I've seen it and I always cry.' And I said to him: 'Okay...'. Honestly, I couldn't believe it, I went back to my seat with Carlos Tévez and said: 'Listen, don't say anything, but this guy is crying over a movie. Can you believe it?'. Tévez just laughed, but didn't say anything. When we landed, in the locker room, and in front of everyone, Tévez said: 'Boss, how is it possible that we're going to war with a player who cries over The Notebook?'. (Laughter). And my face just dropped in embarrassment. I never told him anything in secret again."

@JCharana @EstherPassaris Thighs tena😂

@EstherPassaris Was well dressed. The thighs were well covered as a granny. Now you can get my respect. Keep up that dressing for many people to believe that you are a granny.

Walking into the joint ODM–UDA Parliamentary Group meeting today at KICC to review the 10-Point Agenda for Kenya’s progress. While we were discussing serious matters of national importance, somewhere online a manipulated photo was circulating announcing that I am “Pregnant” and fully loaded with “Brookside milk.” Let me say this with grace and truth. I have lived my season of motherhood. I carried my children; I welcomed two beautiful babies into the world; and I also endured the pain of miscarriage. Those were real moments of love, sacrifice, and life. Today I celebrate another blessing; I am a proud grandmother. I have one beautiful grandchild and, God willing, I look forward to more. This is the season of enjoying my grandchildren and thanking God for every stage of life. Menopause is not something to ridicule; it is part of a woman’s journey. I embrace it fully. No labour pains; no C-sections; no Donald Duck walks; just strength, wisdom, and gratitude. To the keyboard warriors who edit photos and body-shame women for likes and clicks; reflect on what kind of world you are creating. If you must speak, speak truth. If you want attention, earn it with honesty. I am focused on service, dialogue, and leadership for Nairobi and for Kenya. #KenyaSihami #StrongWomenRise

@Ole_sanko @gpdkaluma @grok Huyu @grok Ni kama Wa UDA Chini ya maji

@gpdkaluma @grok how can I unsee such a nonsensical tweet! And please tell Mr Kaluma we're not kids!!😡

That Naitobi drainage is a problem inherited from Kenyatta, Moi, Kibaki and Uhuru. President Ruto and Governor Sakaja will address it under the recently signed National Govetnment - Nairobi County Cooperation arrangment.

@OmwamiScovi @amerix Am not a Luhya, what is likhanyafu?

@amerix Likhomoniyo😂😂😂😂😂

What do you call this in your mother tongue?

@_zabiiii e

99.9% people get this wrong What Am I ?🤔

@BellahPoetry Old age does not knock with chocolate in hand. It just happens.

A recent picture/ video (right) of Mary Otieno performing in a church has raised concern from Kenyans.

@MissLingard14 Funds zilitoka Israel?

Somewhere in Rift Valley, can someone explain to us, What this is.

@MrPitbull07 What a beautiful story 💕

"She saved a stranger’s child with $15. Decades later, she discovered why he had been searching for her. In 1982, a Kenyan boy named Chris Mburu stood on the brink of losing everything. He was the brightest student in his rural district, studying by lamplight inside an earthen house without electricity. But his family could not afford his school fees. Without help, his education would end — along with any chance of escaping a life spent picking coffee in the fields. Meanwhile, across the world in Sweden, an 80-year-old kindergarten teacher named Hilde Back came across a notice for a child sponsorship program. She chose a name from a list: Chris Mburu, Kenya. She began sending $15 every school term. There was no recognition, no expectation of gratitude — just a quiet decision to help a child she believed she would never meet. That small amount changed everything. Chris stayed in school. Over time, he and Hilde exchanged letters. She asked about his teachers, his studies, and his dreams. Through her words, he realized she wasn’t just part of an organization. She was a real person who believed in him. And he never forgot her. Chris eventually graduated at the top of his law class at the University of Nairobi. He later earned a Fulbright scholarship to Harvard. He went on to become a United Nations human rights lawyer, helping prosecute genocide and crimes against humanity around the world. Yet one thing always weighed on his heart. He had never properly thanked the woman who made his journey possible. In truth, he barely knew who she was. In 2001, Chris founded a scholarship program for children like himself — talented students from poor families whose potential might otherwise be lost. He asked the Swedish Ambassador in Kenya to help him locate his mysterious sponsor so he could name the foundation after her. They found her. Hilde Back. Still alive. Still living quietly in Sweden. Chris traveled to meet her for the first time. He expected to meet a wealthy philanthropist. Instead, he found a humble, warm woman living simply — genuinely surprised that anyone considered her actions remarkable. Then filmmaker Jennifer Arnold began documenting their reunion. During her research, she uncovered something Hilde had never told Chris. Hilde Back had not been born in Sweden. She was born in Nazi Germany in 1922 to a Jewish family. At sixteen, when Hitler’s Nuremberg Laws banned Jewish children from attending school, strangers helped smuggle her to Sweden. Her parents stayed behind because Sweden’s refugee policies did not allow older Jews to enter. Both were later sent to concentration camps. Her father died there. Her mother disappeared, never to be heard from again. Hilde survived the Holocaust because strangers helped her escape. She lost her own education because of who she was. Fifty years later, she quietly paid for the education of a child across the world — a child who would grow up to fight the same hatred that destroyed her family. When Chris learned her story, he wept. Hilde, meanwhile, had no idea that the boy she sponsored had devoted his life to prosecuting genocide. In 2003, Hilde traveled to Kenya for the inauguration of the Hilde Back Education Fund. The entire village welcomed her as an honorary elder. In 2012, she returned again to celebrate her 90th birthday, surrounded by hundreds of children whose futures had been transformed through her generosity. Hilde Back passed away on January 13, 2021, at the age of 98. Today, the Hilde Back Education Fund has supported nearly 1,000 Kenyan children in continuing their education. Many have graduated from universities around the world. Many now give back — mentoring younger students and contributing monthly donations to support the next generation. One woman. Fifteen dollars. One child. That child created a foundation. That foundation changed hundreds of lives. And those lives continue to change others.

@_MissVivie Tongs

@wangunyu_k @Gathumbi001 Hehe..tomuhaka

@Gathumbi001 Undu ungī, wa Kīarutara ndarī nderù.

~JOSEPH KARIUKI wa KIARUTARA ~ If you attend a live gig by Kariuki wa Kiarutara, there's something that will awe you. His ardent fans rarely dance to his songs. They sing along. They savour every word in the lyrics and get consumed in the semantics of this talented wordsmith. Back in the village tea zone of Kiarutara in Gatanga Muranga County, Joseph Kariuki admired the music of Joseph Kamaru and John Ndichu. Everytime he listened to these legendary artists, his passion to do music burnt inside him. As a youth guitarist in church, he would strum "Cucu wa Gakunga" much to the excitement of his peers. In the Gikuyu music industry, there's no one as enigmatic as Kariuki wa Kiarutara. He had a music shop along Sheikh Karume Rd but he rarely sat in the shop. He would be seen throughout the day, for many days, standing at the same spot on the ground floor of the building. He would chat with friends and they'll leave him there. Many rumours are said about him, and his belief systems. One popular one was that he would arbitrarily call off a recording session without any explanation. Kariuki rarely gives interviews and is very measured with his words when he speaks. Another one is that he can cancel a gig and refund a deposit and that's it. Born in the early 60's, he attended both primary and secondary in Kiarutara. After school he became a lumberjack in Karangi forest in Gatùra. He later left home for Nairobi in pursuit of his music dream. He arrived in Githurai and was hosted by two friends, Joe Wamathina (My Dear Bottle) and Meja Ndungu. He was well guided by Joe on recording and song composition. Around 1984/85 he recorded his first song "Mwana Mukia." Joe became his bossom friend and helped him with backup vocals. They also brought in Waweru wa Kamwahu when they recorded "Njohera". His songs started getting airplay and Kiarutara Mwanzo Boys Band was born. Joseph Kariuki has a rich repertoire of music to the tune of more than 20 albums. His evergreen hits include ●Wira ni Wira ●Kwanyu Ndigacoka 1 and 2 ●Reke Tùrìmwo ●Kamau Kabugugi. ● Mbari Ya Mwenda Njerù ● Anne ●Utuuro Mùritù ●Nairobi Kiawara ●Nyumba Utarihaga Kariuki wa Kiarutara's Kwanyu Ndigacoka Pt2 was done by Elizabeth Nyambere and his "Ndiregete Tutuuranie" was done by Queen Jane. Some of his producers include Mama Julia Lucy and Musaimo, One of his thematic concerns is politicical commentary. This has seen him clash with the powers that be especially President Daniel Arap Moi. His songs "Warùhiti", "Kìrìa Maarì" and "Mùtikanjikie" were temporarily banned as they were flagged as revolutionary and non conformist. When President Kibaki assumed power, Kariuki did "Utheri riu Nimwoneku" and as he was exiting he did "Ngoma Itigathìnjìrwo" asking the retiring President to name a successor. "Kungu Maitu " is an anthem for the firebrand Gìkùyu youths who are seeking to reclaim their cultural roots, traditions and spirituality. "Nitwethahirie" talks about the erosion of Gikuyu traditions and the embrace of foreign doctrines and mannerisms. He also tackles the themes of love, and betrayal and other social issues in his characteristic figurative language. In the 4 decades he has been in the industry, he has mentored many others and his songs have been reviewed in newspaper columns and have been studied by students of literature for their literary aesthetic value. Kariuki has been consistent in sporting his signature afro hairstyle and his cue "Kaaazana Kiarutara aahh..." Nigerian writer Chinua Achebe said "....proverbs are the palm oil with which words are eaten.... " Kariuki wa Kiarutara has great mastery of idioms and proverbs and weaves them skillfully to belt out melodious sing along hits.

@Y0BESH It is also a meeting point. It's easier to say" tukutane monument ya Tom Mboya"

Genuine question: Why would some men abandon their houses just to sit in public places all day?

@Gideon_Kitheka From the broken Swahili looks like someone is being accused of something

Smuggled Children being sold at the Congo DR - Gabon Border. Some are still inside the sacks. Slavery never ended...😭 😭

@AbantuDigital @FGaitho237 Ati circumference Karibu nianze 2πr😂

TRAITORS ARE WORSE THAN OPPRESSORS: Jesse Jackson’s Death Reminds Us Why Rest in hell, Jesse Jackson. The man who positioned himself as a civil rights heir was, in reality, one of the most infamous traitors within the movement. He was literally standing next to Martin Luther King Jr. on the balcony of the Lorraine Motel on April 4, 1968 - mere hours before the shot rang out. While the world mourned a prophet, Jackson was already positioning himself for the cameras, famously claiming to have cradled MLK’s head and wiped his blood on his shirt as “proof” of closeness. That single act of theatrical opportunism set the tone for his entire career: a lifelong grift built on betrayal, self-promotion, and hijacking the suffering of others for personal gain. Traitors are worse than oppressors because oppressors at least have a clear enemy stance. Traitors pretend to be on your side while extending the very chains they claim to break. Oppressors may eventually cede ground when pressure becomes unbearable - but traitors volunteer to tighten the noose, prolong the suffering, and redirect the struggle toward their own pockets and egos. We saw it in Kenya’s Gen Z uprising. The movement was never about installing new faces or recycling old demagogues. It demanded wholesale institutional and structural overhaul - dismantling the patronage networks, ending executive impunity, restoring judicial independence, enforcing real accountability. But infiltrators and hijackers moved in quickly: • Raila Odinga, ever the eternal opposition kingmaker, tried to redirect the energy into his tired “handshake” politics. • @bonifacemwangi , once a street photographer of protest, pivoted to state-friendly “activism” and donor-funded NGOs. • @WMutunga and @ProfKibwana - former “reformist” judges and academics - quietly aligned with the status quo when real change threatened their comfort. • @rigathi Gachagua, @MarthaKarua , Justin Muturi, and now clowns like @edwinsifuna masqueraded as contrarians while sabotaging any demand that didn’t position them for the next turn at the trough. They didn’t want revolution. They wanted transition - specifically, a transition that lands them (or their proxies) in power with the same rotten system intact. The same playbook ran in the civil rights movement and its modern echoes. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton turned righteous rage into personal brands - consulting gigs, speaking fees, celebrity friendships, and donor cash - while real structural change stalled. Musicians like Jay-Z followed suit: co-opting Black pain into profitable “conscious” capitalism while quietly aligning with the same power structures that oppress. And in Kenya’s independence struggle, the pattern repeats most brutally. The British were willing to negotiate and cede formal power. But Jomo Kenyatta and his cronies - opportunists who embedded themselves in Mau Mau mythology, faked or exaggerated their detention (while still enjoying conjugal visits in prison), and collaborated with colonial remnants - hijacked the revolution. They preserved white economic dominance under black puppets, grabbed land, entrenched tribal patronage, and ensured the struggle benefited the few, not the many. History is merciless toward traitors and infiltrators. They are remembered not as liberators but as parasites - men and women who prolonged oppression for personal gain, who turned movements into meal tickets, who sold tomorrow for today’s applause and envelopes. Jesse Jackson is gone. 
But the archetype he represents is alive and well - on stages, in boardrooms, in pulpits, in State House corridors, on TikTok, and in every recycled opposition “summit.” Do not mourn the opportunists. Do not platform them. Do not let them redirect your anger. The fight was never about crowning new kings. It was always about dismantling the throne itself. Traitors delay that day. Oppressors fear it.

@rose_k01 The clear winner is the boy child. He deserves a gold medal 🥇

Dance Face Off Between Little Brother & Older Sister after a fight 😍🔥😂❤️