Let us live in peace.




Ruiru, a developing town situated 20 kilometers from the capital city, has had tremendous development as seen from the numerous epitomes over the past few years. This development is holistic, and it is geared towards making a nationally competitive town within Kiambu County. In the recent municipality rankings, the Ruiru municipal council ranked fourth. This is attributed to among other benchmarks, its development progression.
Last Sunday, September 30, 2012, Sunday Nation- Young Nation page 5 featured a story by Sharon Ogugu on transport in Ruiru. The story is in the in the jpeg format above. Sharon, whom I would rightly argue that she is merely an entrant in Ruiru, exaggerated her story beyond proportion.
Foremost, there are no vans in Ruiru. There are only mini-matatus and just a few matatus in the route she travelled. The mini-matatus are new Nissans and Mazdas while the matatus are good-condition vehicles. As a matter of fact, the previous Suzuki Marutis operating in the region, which have hitherto been phased off, do not match the description of the “van” she boarded. Where would the women carrying ciondos and the boy with the live chicken be coming from for them to take a van at the bus terminus? The market is about 500 meters from the market. PSVs take people at the bus stop that is about 120 meters from the market, called ‘Mashaku’.
On Saturday afternoons, due to the influx of the people to the market, fares are hiked to Sh 20. The only way Sharon would have paid Sh 10 is as will inform you hereafter.
Ruiru has farms as well, it being an urban center notwithstanding. But in my more-than-ten years of residence in the town, I have never seen people travelling from the rural part with the said jembes, sacks of potatoes and live hens. It beats all logic why someone would have their bicycle tied to the van instead of riding it to prisons, just 1.6 kilometers away. Prisons, as the name suggests, is a prison. We however call it college as a euphemism for the center that not only rehabilitates but also trains inmates. The road to Prisons is being carpeted by the Ministry for Roads and Public Works in collaboration with the Council. I therefore refute the insinuation that Sharon’s van, the kiosk, got filled with dust.
As much as Ruiru has its own problems that we are in the process of shunning, it is not as bad as it was portrayed in the story, ‘Ruiru Visit’. It is a town with popular participation in development, where residents hardly think just of what the town can do for them but also what they can do for it.
Sharon Ogugu succeeded in creating humour in her story. It would have however been more humourous were it in concomitance with empirical information and the right tableau of the town.
I however do not rule out the idea of the old van she was in, and the Sh 10 fare that t=she paid. It is possible, and most likely that the passengers in it were all headed for Shiku’s place and therefore found it cheaper for them to hire the van.
My condolences to Shiku and her family as well.



Teachers are back to class and are teaching with all zeal given the new salary rise.



Youth in Kenya spend 9 billion shillings a year! This is money that they ask for, and don’t have to work for. By the end of today, they’ll have gobbled up another 25 million shillings of your money as guardians. Additionally, Kenyan youth, who make up 60% of our population, are great influencers of what the older generation spend their money on, especially their parents as was revealed in the latest release of Holla, a research study on Kenyan youth carried out by Consumer Insight. The main aim of the fifth edition of Holla was to gain an understanding of lifestyles of the youth.
From the start, it was clear that the youth seek approval. Growing up over the years, they have found society doesn’t send an open invitation to them to fit in, so they have looked for ways they can be accepted into society. For them, the music one listens to, the school one goes to, what one dresses in, plus how and with whom one socialises with are paths trod day by day on the journey to acceptance. Who gives this much sought approval? Parents, when they want to earn respect and their fellow youth, where they earn association.
Back to the 9 billion shilling issue: the youth spend most of their money on snacks, beverages, educational materials and mobile phone airtime. Most of this money comes from parents who, as a youth counselor put it, “Don’t have enough time to spend with their children so they give them money to make up for it.” Despite them controlling all this money, only 8% have a bank account.
The youth still want to hang out with their peers as often as possible, but their choice of social venues will raise your eyebrows: church is one of the preferred places to hook up and hang out. According to a youth pastor, “When they are kids, they go to church as a routine, but when they become adolescents, they go to church to hook up with their friends.” Turning to sports, football holds a commanding podium position, with athletics gaining in popularity over the years. This can be attributed to the successes of Kenyan athletes in the local and international arenas. Kenyan heroine Conjestina Achieng’s fame has not rubbed off on boxing. Her graceful moves and strong punches pull many people including the youth into the ringside, but not into the ring to have a shot at the sport. Basketball has seen its popularity drop greatly due to reduced media coverage and a shortage of basketball icons that the youth can aspire to emulate.
One of the quickest ways of identifying a youth is through their clothing. To the youth, fashion is very important. What you wear isn’t just a way of covering your body, but a statement of who you are.
To make their statements loud and clear, almost 60% of the youth prefer second hand mitumba clothes to new ones because they are more affordable.
Sex, what we the older generation used to call bad manners, is now an everyday topic for the youth. As one doctor put it, “In the older days, sex was sacred and was hidden, but these days there is more of it. It has become so simple and it is like someone going to a kiosk to buy a soda. Young boys will even go to funerals to meet with girls.” Youth experts say that from as early as 8 years, children understand the finer details about sex, even if parents aren’t ready to discuss it with them. That is why the youth turn to the media to quench their thirst for information on sexual and reproductive health issues. Even though the youth don’t trust information from the media, they depend on it because it is readily available.
Their most trusted source, however, is parents, followed by health institutions and friends.
The fifth edition of Holla provides insights that any marketer shouldn’t ignore if they want to talk to the youth. If you want the youth to listen to you, first listen to what they have to say.



An angel so immaculate, God did just calculate,
Beautiful I can’t exaggerate, my heart she might evacuate,
Met her on the merry new year, to my heart she came so near,
Her eyes were just so clear, to her heart I did steer,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.

Her talk was fine intoxicating like wine, walking so divine,
My hope one to nine, come be mine we dine,
In whole did she shine, my heart she did reign,
Normalcy was she crying, her tears me drying,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.

Dangling dapperly for the dancehall, no action is ever small,
Adventuring with my damsel, joyfully in a dandle,
A dandelion and a dandle, a treat to the tango,
Darling down the alley, a give I never worry,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.

Comes a dandy with a dander, to me seems a stranger,
Charges swinishly in anger, oh my I see danger,
Draws out a dagger, and strikes like anaconda,
Surprisingly I do ponder, oblivious of his vigor,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.
Walks away the stranger in rage, leaving us on the stage,
We stare in trepidation, he has caused a commotion,
Why on cistocola who is mine, never can he reign,
A heart he did strain, not washable in rain,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.

Stranger caused mental disturbance, had been there in exclusion,
Tried much to quarantine, he did not meet the qualification,
In good faith I did for love, nothing did that move,
Why did I ever dream, yet there was him,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.

I will hide you in mine heart groove, if you strive to love,
I assure we will survive, to eternity we will live,
Empress you will be, after everything I give,
Come baby come, mutually let us be,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.

Together we contribute, of love the attribute,
Living with no worry, hurry but don’t hurry,
Let us modify, and live in no cry,
Love baby love, live baby live,
Angel cistocola, a bleeding heart.


Most of the occupations that people are working in are not professions. This follows the fact that there are just a few of them meeting the qualifications of a profession.There are seven conditions that a profession meets over and above the usual occupations.
The people working in the occupation must have esoteric knowledge and profound proficiency which is not exhibited by the other members of the public. This should enable the former to serve the society using these skills,for example accountants.
The members of that profession must prove their knowledge and skills beyond reasonable doubt by passing an exam that has been set,supervised and marked by a recognised professional body like the university,KASNEB or ICM.
The members must publicly take an oath offering themselves to serve humanity with their skills.
Members of the occupation must have the capacity to exercise a high level of individual autonomy and independence of their judgement in their practice;avoiding decisions that would discredit their profession.
The occupation must have a profession body that must have the power to regulate professional practice and to admit members before they begin the practice or expel them should they misbehave.
The occupation must have a professional code of conduct to regulate and guide how the profession is practised.
The members must have a professional licence to practise their tasks.
An occupation that meets nothing less but the aforegoing is what is recognised as a profession in the entire world.



‘So and so and 206 of your hearties like the page.’ I saw that in my Facebook homepage. That drew my curiosity to visit the page, and to my surprise, the page has over 34,000 likes by the time I am writing this story. You could wonder what it is about, but yes, as the title suggests, it is a page where young campus girls, not over 26 years, are looking for old rich men to exchange their money for sex. This morning Kiss 100 and Classic 105 talked about the page, and immediately more than 15,000 people liked the page. The admin however condemned and even threatened the broadcasters on talking about him.
Right now we are not talking about the repercussions of the social media but the eroded morals of our campus students. Visit the site (link given below) and you will notice. Young girls desperate for money are posting all kinds of photos with an aim to attracting rich men. Some are as young as eighteen. Those above 26 years are not allowed by the admin. What these girls may not accept is that they are engaging in prostitution. Prostitution is where someone exchanges sex for money or other goods and services.
A naughty update by the admin in that page, or a photo upload of the “diva” is getting as much as 600 comments and more than 100 likes. I quoted “divas” because most of the pictures that I have seen are not of divas, but of either little children or elderly women feigning their age. The large number of likes is however dominated by critics; people condemning the updates, the behavior, or the ladies seeking the sugar daddies. There has even been started an anti thst page in facebook- http://www.facebook.com/AntiCampusDivasForRichMen with over 8,000 likes. You are not yet surprised until you realize that arrangements of sex party are underway for the formerly mentioned page. The admin says that 300 campus divas and 100 rich men will be attending the party where, by use of censored words of one syllable, sex and money will be the tools of trade.
My investigations reveal that this page, and probably others of the same kind, are administrated by canny people seeking to make money. They organize unions, by connecting the rich men to the campus girls and charge some fee for them to give contacts. I have also seen other pages where dating and sex is the subject of concern, and due to the high number of likes by the audience, they charge to do advertisements on the page. The cunning administrators expose the young students, who are willing to adventure, into perils of sexual abuse, sexually transmitted diseases, and kidnapping.
When it comes to this, multiple questions arise. Who is to blame; the cunning admins, the oblivious students or the affluent sugar daddies? Have we come to a point where we can all support social media communication monitoring so that we can protect our youth from being used? Is there enough behavior training both at home and school?
As we cogitate on these questions, a team is investigating on the operations of the page and could file a legal suit on the principles of the Sexual Offences Act.



In the contemporary world sex is not being seen as a major issue like was in the past. “We are living in a world where losing one’s phone is more painful and dramatic than losing one’s virginity,” I heard my friend say. This is likely to be true.
In the African Traditional society, sex was only meant for married people. Young people could uphold virginity, which was highly valued, to their marriage. In Kenya, the Maasai practice initiation for ladies. It is a whole painful practice where only a small opening is left. After marriage, the husband can then know whether the lady has maintained her virginity or not. With the Swazis, it is illicit to break one’s virginity. You may wonder how they know whether one has had sex or not. For men, after a night of partying and drinking, they are made to tie a rope between two poles. The rope is at the height of their shoulders. They then step two meters aback and are made to pass urine above the rope. Those who fail are declared not to be virgins and their families fined heavily. There is also a way of testing whether ladies are virgins or not. These methods are however not scientifically proven.
A peek into various social media sites reveals different pages where people look for friends with benefits. Several people also update that they are searching for such. In this case people become friends, just for sex with no strings attached. There is even a movie produced in Hollywood called ‘friends with benefits’. This shows that the practice of sex before marriage is practiced globally. It is a world where friends and even relatives have sex with no inch of worry. In several groups in Facebook, I have seen young men, 18 years, who say that they have had sex for more than 250 times, with different people.
Different institutions also seem to have adopted the phrase that sex is greetings. The Standard newspaper wrote a substandard story a week ago on 20 benefits of sex, which was actually lifted from Google. They did not point out a single negative effect of sex. In India they have discovered a cream that is said to restore virginity in old women; 18 Again. It is meant to empower women by giving them a feeling of being a virgin. Such creams are also there in Kenya.
Sex is no longer sacred. It is no longer valued. It is hereby a kind of greeting. The negative impacts of sex are however feared all over the world. Pregnancies and sexually transmitted ailments are the most feared. Surprisingly enough is that STIs including AIDS are preferred to pregnancies. Many people fear what the public will notice than what they can not know. Pregnancies are terminated as early as it is detected. Yet all these, we may not have a moral ground to question.



You always find them in each town and busy roads in Kenya; boda boda motorcycles. The name comes from Western Kenya. Bicycles would cross people over the Kenyan-Ugandan border, hence ‘boda boda.’
Bicycles are now being outdated, being replaced by motorbikes, popularly called Hondas. Their flexibility has boosted transport in the country. They have also created employment thus boosting our economy.
The bikes have however hidden atrocities that you may or may not be aware of.
Motorcycles like any other motorists are obliged to the traffic act rule of Kenya. This is in spite of their presumed small size. Do you know it is an offence to ride on a motorcycle that is not insured or the motorist is not licensed? It is a wonder how many of these rides we take without considering this precaution. Perhaps the most common refrain would be, “…because I am late!”
I would rather you prefer a late earth than an early heaven; losing a minute in life to save a life in a minute.
The maximum number a motorcycle should carry is one passenger.
I have seen passengers molesting the motorist by making him sit on the petrol tank while close to a family is getting the ride.
Overloading it with luggage is also a hazard. Over speeding is also a major cause of road accidents especially with the motor cycles.
The Insight has received sentiments from residents around the bypass. A boda boda operator lost his life near the Githunguri Primary junction after he was ran over by a vehicle while he was waiting for a customer.
“These accidents occur almost daily. We feel that it is our duty to minimize them. Motorists should drive at the allowed speed and follow the traffic rules,” proposed Macharia, one of the boda boda operators at the junction.
When taking a ride, you should always insist on a helmet and a reflector jacket for the safety of your health and your life.
I never cease wondering who is to blame in case of pneumonia resulting from wind or an accident; is it the passenger, motorist, or the government? It is easy to avoid the blame game by being cautious. Better safe than sorry, the intelligent ones say.


A man was yesterday jailed for six months by a Thika court after he pleaded guilty to a charge of being in possession of drugs. Godfrey Gitau was convicted and sentenced by the Thika senior prinicipal magistrate. Gitau was unable to raise the Sh30,000 fine imposed on him. Gitau was arrested on August 3 by administration police officers on patrol in Kihunguro, Ruiru, after a tip-off from members of the public. Sixty rolls of bhang were recovered from his house. The accused was treated as first offender.

Source: http://www.the-star.co.ke/