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UKURI GUTEYE UBWOBA KW’IBINTU BIBA MURI “Korea ya Ruguru” UTASANGA AHANDI KU ISI (A thread)

Benimana Bagira Imana🇷🇼❤️

Waters Of Immortality - Can You Please Take Me Home, Before You Knock Me Down?

You blamed your father for being poor and lazy, and for not owning large land in Rwanda when it was cheap. Congratulations, now it’s your turn. Let’s see how easy it is for you.

Igiciro Wishyurira Kwizera ‘Ikimara’ ni ‘Ibyago’ Kiguteza.

One of the greatest lessons from MOBLAND: know your position, serve your boss fully, stay loyal, avoid greed, and show no mercy to betrayal. Speak less than you’re allowed. Patience beyond imagination turns small details into power. True greatness comes from loyalty, patience, and restraint, sometimes you quietly outgrow even your boss.

This isn't traffic. It's what a fuel crisis looks like in Burundi🇧🇮 Gitoro Mu Burundi Ni Amateka😳

Patrick Salvado: “So after my apology and everything, the government🇷🇼 reviewed the joke And they said that this was not like, that's serious. So I was forgiven. And in 2022, I went back.” Rwanda Chooses Forgiveness for a Better and Brighter Future.

Blessings🇷🇼❤️

Do you think we might be missing something important?

“Fred, We Hear You” The Day a Nation Stood Still It was October 1995. Inside Amahoro Stadium in Kigali, a man walked up to a microphone. His name was Salim Saleh. He was a general, one of the most powerful military men in the region. But in that moment, before he said a single word, he stood completely still. Three seconds of silence. And in those three seconds, twenty years of life came rushing back to him. Outside the stadium, the October wind was blowing softly across Kigali. It moved the flags. It passed over the soldiers standing straight and still. And it touched the coffin of Fred Rwigema, a man who had once been a friend, a brother in arms, and a hero to many. Salim Saleh was wearing his aviator sunglasses. But behind those dark lenses, he was not a general anymore. He was a teenager again. He remembered the first time he met Fred, a quiet boy who had grown up as a refugee, but who carried inside him a fierce and unbreakable discipline. He remembered training together in Mozambique, young and full of fire, fighting under a movement called FRONASA. He remembered the long, hard march through the bush, walking, fighting, surviving alongside his brother and alongside Fred, until they finally reached Kampala and changed history. All of that, the exile from home, the years of war, the joy of victory, and now the pain of loss, came together in those three seconds before he spoke. He was no longer just a general standing at a microphone. He was a man saying goodbye to someone he had loved.

Rwanda fully supports the Washington Accords. What we don’t support is one-sided narratives that ignore DRC’s failure to dismantle FDLR for 30+ years. Peace requires honesty from ALL parties 🇷🇼

The more your logic and knowledge grow, the more you appreciate Rwanda’s government politics, vision, and decision making🇷🇼. The reverse is equally true, the less you engage your logic, the less you understand and appreciate them.

You’re Invited

Finished😂

Gutwara wanyoye muri Tour Du Rwanda Byavugutiwe umuti ushaririye nyuma y’impanuka iheruka kuba.

You’re invited…

Every word you post online is a seed planted in your digital legacy. Even jokes, rants, or careless comments can grow into obstacles years later. Consider Ezra Olubi, co-founder of Paystack, whose past tweets resurfaced despite building one of Africa’s most transformative payment platforms. Think before you post your digital footprint shapes not just today, but the person you become tomorrow.

There is more witchcraft in the U.S🇺🇸 than in all of Africa. The difference? In Africa we just never whitewashed ours. In America they rebrand it as Astrology, Tarot, Numerology, Palmistry, Wicca, Chakras, Crystal Healing, Manifestation, that’s a whole industry worth billions.

Ngayo nguko, Ikibazo cyahise kivugutirwa umuti vuba na bwangu👌🏽