Category Archives: Kenya Country
Crime in Kenya is like wind that changes its course. The anguish of a moaning child torments the soul and mind of the unforgiving villager. “I can’t imagine such an inhuman act being committed to an innocent child,’ John a villager screams.
He had witnessed an incident where three people fled their homes in Kilifi County to avoid the arm of law catching up with them, after they allegedly defiled minors. They obviously fled after they new that law enforcers will be closing in on them.
‘The man left his residence in Kaloleni soon after committing the offence last weekend.’ A local newspaper reported.
Crime in Kenya – Lured his Victim
This criminal lured the girl aged 15, into a house at Kaloleni where he committed the obscene act. “These people must be put to death. I don’t think they deserve to live,” a village quipped. ‘We must not tolerate hilarious acts of Crime in Kenya,’ he said.
This incident was confirmed by Kilifi OCPD Clement Wangai, who further affirmed that they were trailing two other suspected defilers who have disappeared from their homes. Crime in Kenya is rampant as criminals have mastered the art of dogging law enforcers.
Oh my God! there are Cockroaches in my house! Ohhhhhhhh i just switched on the lights and they scampered away. What does it mean when you see Cockroaches in your house? The answer is that you are living with one of the most primitive living insects dating back to the time of dinosaurs!
I remember when i was in lower primary, i went visiting a village friend. Those days we lived in mud walled thatched houses, sure bleeding grounds for Cockroaches. On one of the posts i saw a “beautiful” nest of Cockroaches, they were black and glittering in the dim fire light. I was stupidly impressed.
I decided to carry a few to our hut which was about 2km away. Imagine the shock my mother had when after three months a “beautiful” black glittering nest of Cockroaches was sighted on one of the hut posts! I don’t think she ever forgive me on this one. The Cockroaches are still there to date. My other siblings are still amused by this escapade.
There are over 4,500 species of Cockroaches ranging in size from 3cm to 10cm long. Cockroaches are mainly nocturnal and will run away when exposed to light. But when you see them, all have a broad, flattened body and a relatively small head. As they move around, they secrete a chemical trail in their faeces and emit a perfume, which alerts other Cockroaches as to where the party is.
Scientists hypothesize that Cockroaches decide where to go based on just two factors; how dark it is and how many other Cockroaches there are! Unfortunately for us these chemical trails also transmit bacteria, which can mean disease.
Some Female Cockroaches stay fertilized for life:-
Did you know some female species of Cockroaches are known to be parthenogenetic, that is they only mate once and stay pregnant for life! They will reproduce without the need for a male.
Do you try to disguise the fact that you are living with these primitive creatures by buying insect spray, invading the kitchen in the middle of the night then letting loose with the insect spray?
Relationships and marriages today are in the verge of crumbling even though nurtured on the face of clear religious values. The question is; does age and education have a bearing on this fall out? Why then do we experience lots of crazy and unexpected break ups?
It’s really extremely astonishing attesting to this fact. While many Relationships disintegrate due to other known factors, why then shouldn’t we consider age and education as a case study?
Relationships in the olden days:-
In the traditional set up, Relationships were a matter of prescribed traditional cultural norms. Challenges were not significantly noted due to the systematic design especially bearing in mind the age group set up, which consequently dictated marriage and subsequently resolution mechanisms were in place.
Within no notice came a terrific roar. And then another. The ground shook under our feet and a blast of hot air sent us sprawling. My face hit the concrete surface of the pavement supported by my left hand and I felt blood warm in my nose. There was a horrible splintering noise as the building adjacent began to crackle. The Agony of Poverty sent as to the vicinity of the tragedy hoping for the best. Gone are the days when people did not realize they were poor.
There was long wailing all over the place. I stared at the tragic scenery, emotion strangling any reply, actual tears in my eyes. It was a moment to reckon. We shared various very crucial occasions such us this, it struck me how we managed to overcome the depth of such incidences in the Agony of poverty, the ordeal we had been through –not only facing the prospect of imminent death with my peers, but also loosing all our livelihoods.
The Agony of Poverty not only trained us to rush to fatal scenes to see if we could defeat death but also to gain a dollar or more by salvaging what we thought was manna from Heaven. It isn’t new for petrol tankers to have dropped in ditches or fallen in sharp corners, creating a free flowing sea of petroleum products. Even with well known knowledge of the outcome of similar incidents, the Agony of Poverty became a stronger spirit of control rather than a savior.