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                  POLITICAL UNREST.  A ll the streets in Moi university since the second week of the first semester the year 2020 have been busy not in much of academic endeavors but political pursuits. Various students from different schools have been seen moving up and down from one school to another, from door to door in the students residence to publicize their interests in whatever positions they are vying for. The aspirants have gone ahead to use means such as posters which they share online to reach many students within the shortest period of time possible, it is evident that time is running out and the voting is around the corner which is scheduled on 5th of February 2020. The campaigns are ongoing and seemingly, no aspirant is ready to lose to another. They are all on their toes to persuade comrades to support them win the elections. So go to an  extent of using money in their campaigns which really wins the attenti...

            NO SURCHARGES  NO RESUMPTION               OF STUDIES. All students resuming for their studies January the year 2020 in Moi University have been asked to report with one thousand nine hundred and fifty shillings  as surcharges for vanderlizing the university property during the strike that they held last year in October. The vice chancellor Professor Kosgei asked all the students to abide by the rules outlined in the memo by filling a form showing that one will not go against the university rules. The rules not only include the  payment of the surcharges fee but also the issue of cooking in the university hostels which has greatly affected the individual students at large due to added expenditure in buying of food in restaurants that some can hardly afford. It was made clear that any student that will not pay the penalty fee which was reduced from six thousand  shillings to t...

FROM THE HIGHLAND... Why   do  people call you so? Yet it's my father  and not mama who was born here, But-yes, you really deserve even a greater title, for the simple reason that you've taken care of me, You've paid homage to great and prosperous men From whom my peers and I hail. Kiabiraa. Hilly, rocky at your head and bits of your neck, But yet your feet have never ceased feeding us We've grown playing at the flat parts of your head the very head that now equally feeds our people, at least your feet are getting some rest-  but where shall our  brother's children play when time comes? Kiabiraa. I owe you more than a fortune, all I breathe is by your providence  time is coming when you'll demand payment! but before then I'll wash and oil your feet. then allow the hair on your head to grow again  However, I know the ultimate payment is my life! Motherland.                  ...

            SONEY, IT COULD BE... It could be a name so sweet,tasty and catchy just as the owner. It could be sugar of course so sugary than that of Sony sugar company. It could be a treasure,  yeah, more valuable than gold,silver and jewellery from the furthest corner of the globe. Mansions and millions of Lamborghinis will never replace the name. It could be LOVE. Love so tender and caring.I would confidently say love is kind, patient and endures all things. Neither has he ever  failed those in his small circle,  he endures them all,both tears and smiles but embraces them most,laughs.'My gal' his best. 'Am sorry ' at best. 'The One He Kept For Me' my best.❤ It could be a jail if not a cage. The sweet punishment of unending affection keeps me 'inside'. I would rather be in this bondage than missing you, king. If loving you is a crime that will keep in 'inside' then I will over and over again break the laws of your heart at any ex...

Skip to content Facebook   LinkedIn   Twit   Instagra WHERE ARE THEY TODAY?   l Them heroines of the past, Through bitter challenges they passed, In the exam of life they absolutely scored, They had no reason to be incredibly scared, Where are they, heroines of today? Tabitha momah,in your absentia I appreciate, Many souls you touched without any depreciate, Of course a life well lived is a life lived for others, Closer to light you brought them sisters and brothers, Where are they today, heroines that need resurrection? Esther my queen,my book talks much of your beauty, But I can write more of your bravery it’s my duty, Brainwashed with beauty that’s a fake queen, But character, humility,courage you must take keen, Where are they today,heroines that can save a multitude? Ruth the Moabite,fruits of true friendship you earn, Abandoning you didn’t consider,many should learn, More of such friends ...

Though unwanted,thoughts have allowed, To give a signal quite aloud, Empty to the lofty yet embraced by the lowly, If not quickly then slowly, Quit quietly. None of the nuns is calm about it, Flee lest you are hard hit, From the world you have to roll, As a quitter play a role, Quit quietly. Silence will not sustain you together, Leave before it grows further, Few words for the king and queen, Marriage is for the keen, Quit quietly. Your race you had to finish, Sadly with a choke from a bone of a fish, Humanity Could not preclude your departure, It is true it strikes unexpectedly to torture, Quit quietly. Hey ,do not yell if you are tired, Be still some are tirelessly stirred, Choose to shoot yourself in the foot, Or on the table place your food, Wisdom for a wise fool, Quit quietly. My paper I put aside, The pen lays beside, Much to pen the ink is out, Though zealous I can't do without, I quit quietly.

Peace is the existence of understanding characterized with good life. Peace is not  a mere existence of calmness and serenity; it is not a mere lack of war or open hatred amidst a people, it is a function of the love within portrayed in the life without. As a nation we have been through moments none would yearn to re-live;more often we were relieved by the input of our good neighbours. But for how long shall they be there to worry of the woes in their sister's house?Where will we land ourselves once they stop caring?Who will remain standing once we  will have all killed each other? What Kenya will our innocent children grow to inherit if in any case they survive that far? It is a time we all should hung up our swords, spears,stones,arrows,pangas and instead take up the armoury of love,kindness, humility and honesty. Let us cultivate within us the art to see others happy because of us.It was never by intent that any of us was born a Luhya, Kikuyu, Luo,Maasai,Gusii, ...