The Mwangi Maina Blog

LIVES ON THE RUIN Early in the morning you will find them walking lackadaisically towards their hostels after a night long of brewing and partying and least to say fornicating I'm speaking of most comrades in Moi university main campus who knows nothing good than the F2 club, miraa baseand other chang'aa joints. These are students who have decided to let their education go with the wind and their future is obscure. One cannot tell why so a large number of young teenagers have indulged in drug abuse and promiscuity. Last week on an early Monday morning I meet Brian* smoking bhang, looking lugubrious, tired, dirty and unkempt hair. He was sitted on a rock behin a flower fence. He thought he was well hidded fro the cursing and glaring faces of Passersby but in the real sense he was much exposed and every person who passed by wondered why such a handsome young man had resulted to drug abuse. Others seemed to care less since it's a common behaviour with most common campus boys...

Two years down the line victims of the Garissa University terror attack are yet to heal. To them triumph over terror will take time. On that fateful day the world held its breath. The terrorists attacked us on our own soil. To many it remains to be recondite. Many were left flummoxed. 147 lives were lost during that gruesome attack. The rescue mission was conducted higgledy piggledy. For the survivors their stories are those of blood, anguish, infuriation, helplessness and shock. It's a dark day to remember for the victims whom the dark side of life paid them a gruesome visit. Many were left maimed, crippled and handicap. Two years on their stories have changed. Yesterday during the 2nd memorial service it was evident. Their determination to live and excel in life. The victims of terror today are gallant soldiers of life. Their determination with life is incessant. As they narrated their ordeals cascades of tears were inheritable. Many tried to hold them but they could not stand...

Two years down the line victims of the Garissa University terror attack are yet to heal. To them triumph over terror will take time. On that fateful day the world held its breath. The terrorists attacked us on our own soil. To many it remains to be recondite. Many were left flummoxed. 147 lives were lost during that gruesome attack. The rescue mission was conducted higgledy piggledy. For the survivors their stories are those of blood, anguish, infuriation, helplessness and shock. It's a dark day to remember for the victims whom the dark side of life paid them a gruesome visit. Many were left maimed, crippled and handicap. Two years on their stories have changed. Yesterday during the 2nd memorial service it was evident. Their determination to live and excel in life. The victims of terror today are gallant soldiers of life. Their determination with life is incessant. As they narrated their ordeals cascades of tears were inheritable. Many tried to hold them but they could not stand...

George_MainaHello friends. Let me take us back in 2007 when the whole world held it's breath; Kenya was in flames. Two weeks Before the 2007 general elections Njenga Karume( defence minister) John Michuki( minister for internal security) Hussein Ali(police commissioner) had made alarming statements on how they would respond to any post-election unrest. Did they have any intelligence that their would be civil unrest in the country after the election. Certainly they knew. The election faced many malpractices and was heavily rigged. Remember Karume had warned Kenyans to remember that he was the defence minister and was quote saying 'kibaki cannot lose this election' What we are mostly now saying that our candidates cannot lose. We are very sure they cannot lose. What makes us think so? What if they lose?....interestingly most of the leaders by then are in the grave. Who perpetrated violence! Lucy Kibaki had even warned Ida Odinga that she would not enter statehouse! Friends t...

Hi, I don't have to know how you are or how you've been. My main concern is that this letter reaches. I finally calls it a day. Matters our 2 month-long relationship. That day I remember it like today. The day I met you, the day our love flourished. I don't know what brought you in my life or rather what brought us together. But of course it's emotions and affections as my love doctor tells me. On that line when we were being admitted in first year. I can't tell how we had affection on each other in such a short time. Finally we were admitted and promised to look for each other thereafter. That time as a first year year in campus I think I had contracted the bandwagon syndrome. Was I your ilk? I still wonder. What brought me in your life. I'm just lamenting for letting me in your life. Yes you're beautiful my beloved. Your complexion is becoming. Your body is flattering but more is needed to that for a life partner. I'm saddened that I got attracted t...

Mr president, a month a go i wrote to you to encourage my folks to register as voters hence add more votes to your basket come August 8. Now I'm disillusioned with what is happening in your kingdom and I'm lobbying my village folks to withhold their votes. If possible not to vote at all. Why leave our 'mjengo' and other side hustles for the sake of voting you back? Why should we wake up at 4:00 am to go vote you again! Simply we are disillusioned. We cry foul day in day out yet there is no one to give us an ear. In a day's ti...