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• October 21, 2009
• 18:34

  You

   » ‎ Words Much Like Poetry
  Sometimes we seek to complicate the simple, and build an enigma to the simple words from the soul. What could be more beautiful than the sincere and earnest expression of affection?
  
  Without you life is incomplete.
  You're my whole world, and all I cherish.
  You will always be the heart in me.
  From now, until the end of days,
  your arms will be my home.
  
  The sweet smell of your skin,
  the soft touch of your lips,
  the sparkle in your eyes.
  You are unforgettable.
  
  The fights, and the past
  is all forgotten because
  the love I have for you,
  erases all the bad that's happened.
  
  I want you to know that I love you,
  with a love that transcends reality.
  The depth of what I feel,
  is beyond this inadequate expression.
  
  I can't wait to spend forever
  and ever with you darling.
  
  Written by Trisha
  

• 18:00

  Best Wishes for KSCE But You’re on Your Own

   » ‎ You Missed This
  We live in interesting times, don't we? First it is OFFICIAL, you are on your own as a Kenyan in terms of security. Forget about whining about government when your neighbour resorts to extortion and macabre beheading.
  
  While the government disowns its principal duty to provide national security, it is yet another season of exams starting Wednesday. And reading about the predictable tales of leakages going for as low as KES 2000 in addition to KNEC’s painful and expensive tasks of hiring helicopters and boats to overcome elements of adverse weather leaves you wondering why we continue inventing paths to self-destruction.
  
  Examinations have been reduced to loose all or win all platform to success. And what is more, our national deceptive mind has not spared the evaluation either. We have made deceit our second name so much so that success by any dubious means is an end unto itself.
  
  How nostalgic the Chiromo days when a grade A came after sleepless nights. That was then when industry meant each of its letters. But not anymore when scoundrels re-invent you in their minds and peddle a lie about you here at KK. That is Kenya’s fabric at its purest for you.
  
  Civilized societies would have exams posted to their schools who would post directly to the markers. But not in Kenya where any valuable item will never reach its designated postal address. Our parents are so ready to buy success they wont bat an eyelid purchasing fake or real leakages.
  
  Industrious beheading
  Having known first hand a copy typist who attained C- in form 4 but now a city lawyer after using the boss, a college Principal, to rig admission into parallel degree, I know the quacks we are breeding in our streets.
  
  The extra security and financial measures taken by KNEC are NOT a reflection of how industrious but fraudulent we are as a nation. Our national fabric seems to be exclusively made of threads of deceit. And we iron the gab with a hot steam of self-denial. Woe unto a country whose foundations are anchored on primitive and plastic success that is not sustainable.
  
  All the best wishes to the many candidates who adequately prepared for their KCSE exams. They are guaranteed to earn their marks and grades but unfortunately compete against the rotten lot weaned on the doctrine of SUCCESS BY ANY MEANS.Kumekucha

  
  

  

• 16:07

  Maasai take to cricket

   » ‎ Kenya Cricket
  Take a look at this fantastic article in the nation. I always thought the same regards the fast bowling potential of the Maasai and if this growth can be built on and brought into the Cricket Kenya fold in terms of assistance with coaching and funding, this project could be a potential gold mine in terms of cricket. This MUST be explored by CK and all the help given that they can.Become a fan of Kenya Cricket.com on facebook: [www.facebook.com]

• 12:51

  History lesson of the future: Kenya, the Nation that liked to talk

   » ‎ Diary of a gay Kenyan
  Once upon a time there was a violent storm in a teacup after a gay wedding took place in a foreign land. When some people of a country called Kenya awoke to the news they were very, very angry. They started shouting, moving from radio stations to newspapers and then to the internet which they liked to use to watch porn now and again. Overnight every disgusted holy man and his favourite barmaid mistress had an opinion and amid much chest-thumping and preaching, they said how much they loathed homosexuals because God had told them to.
  
  On the following Monday a building collapsed and crushed to death several of their fellow hardworking but poorer citizens who worked at a place called Kiambu. Back then building codes in Kenya were frequently flouted and although people had even been burnt to death in firetraps the majority pretended not to notice this fresh tragedy because money was everything, and anyway this was a country where such things were expected to happen.
  
  Meanwhile the crowd that gathered was ranting and foaming over the gay wedding, perhaps because they had not been invited to the reception. They barked together, ‘Unnatural, Un-African and Against Religion,’ baying for the newlyweds’ blood whilst eating the body of Christ. You could hear the screeching over valleys where heavy rains in the night drenched thousands of nameless women, innocent babies and children who had been forgotten in tattered tents for months due to fighting which had broken out because someone did not know how to count nuts. The infrastructure repairs that had been covered like foundation make-up over a wrinkled face and paid for again by overtaxed citizens started to crumble.
  
  But for now the industrious Kenyan people were busy thinking only about another place called Sodom. They sharpened their pencils with the machetes which they kept under their beds and wrote to newspapers: ‘We are a God-fearing and peace-loving Nation. It’s an abomination. We must all hang our heads in shame and could the friendly Mungiki behead those sexual deviants from London if they ever set foot here.’
  
  History lesson to be continued tomorrow…..

  
  

• 10:04

  George Osodi: The Real People of the Delta

   » ‎ Black Looks
  George Osodi is a photographer and activist who has been documenting life in the Niger Delta for the past 8 years.   With so many western photographers, researchers, writers and film makers documenting the Niger Delta,  George’s work [he is from Delta State] work is especially important. Far away from the politics [...]

• 8:18

  Where is our Cullen?

   » ‎ Rugby in Kenya
  Where is our Cullen?

• 7:21

  Webhosting Geeks Website Review

   » ‎ A Nairobian's Perspective !
  Web hosting Geeks.Com is another useful web hosting review portal that assists internet entrepreneurs and marketers determine which web hosting solutions or sites to utilize when hosting their sites online!The site ranks the best web site hosting  providers out there and ensures that the list is constantly updated.
  
  One can browse the different web hosting sites according to their charges and reputation. If you are thinking of a new web host.it would be prudent to do a background check on  the service providers credentials and reviews at webhostinggeeks.com .This will enable you make an informed decision to your own advantage.The site also contains a blog section that deals with various other issues with respect to website hosting and service providers with readers providing comments and opinions on the various issues. It is a site worth a visit!
  
  

  
  

  

• 6:57

  Weekly Ramble

   » ‎ Rugby in Kenya
  Weekly Ramble

• 4:01

  THE ASSET ALLOCATION FUND FOR AN INDIVUDUAL INVESTOR

   » ‎ Kenyantykoon's Blog
  To get a feel around this fund, we first have to understand what asset allocation is. Asset allocation is simply the distribution of money available for investment over the chosen investment classes in a way that will reduce the risk involved and maximize returns and focusing on vehicles that are expected to perform the best over [...]

• 2:00

  If you didn’t know, now you know

   » ‎ Media Madness
  Sanaipei Tande was once a student at KMTC…just think of it, if she actually finished the course…one look at her and you’d be healed or if you are really old JUST DIE!