-Almost everything under the sun is all about knowledge. The knowledge leads or uncovers the truth then the truth sets you free. According to our Meru culture when one is circumcised he ceases to be called a "kipii" and he is called "nthanka" this comes automatically after passing through the iniator.

-My name is Belinda,I am 18years old from a small village in Kenya located in western region. Lets say im that one unlucky girl in my family.

-SMART TECHNOLOGY STRONGER BUSINESS

-Mornings at home smelled like woodsmoke from

-I still remember the day I was sent home because my school fees had not been paid. As the teacher called my name, my heart filled with sadness. I packed my books quietly while my classmates remained in class. Walking out of the school gate was one of the most painful moments of my life.

-Back in the 90' people from my village used their houses as their back. Not because they were not enlightened but because they had to travel for long distances to find a bank and also the means of transport was rarely found. This always triggered robberies and it came with violence because everybody held their treasures dear to them and they wouldn't let it go without putting up a fight. This cases were so familiar and they occured so often until the worst of it happened to our next of neighbor. He used to keep his money in the house but still in a safe house and only a few knew the secret of which most of them were close relative and family. When the robbers came they were so specific to lead him to the safe house and when he hesitated they gave him a cut by his head that made his wife surrender to fate. The incident made the village furious and they decided to carry out an investigation and they found out the mastermind of the theft was a son in law who had used dubious means to…

-The other day I had stopped at a traffic signal. As I waited for the lights to turn green, a small boy approached me. He was holding a bunch of pens in his hand. He asked me to buy some. I told him I didn't need any. He gave me a beseeching look explaining that they were very cheap. The boy had a sweet innocent face and looked tired of trying to sell his pens. I had seen him going to others but no one bought any of his pens. My friend who was with me suggested to give some money to the boy so he wouldn't bother us. I did give him money by buying two of his pens.

-I had a friend named Karol,,she was my best and I loved her so much. She was best in school and used to help me in my studies. She used to encourage and support me. We did our last examination and when the results came I had not passed while she had done the best. I had not managed to go to campus and she told me that for everyone is not a must to go to campus. Deep down inside me I felt bad because I knew I had the potential to go to campus. My parents encouraged me to go back to school and I went back and I came out with good grades which could get me to campus. If I had listened to myfriend Karol I would not have gone back to school and I would not have managed to go to campus. Not all friends want the best for us even though we see them helping us .

-One day while I was boarding a mini bus(matatu ) heading to town. I was being laughed at because I was too large that I occupied space for two people. I felt so bad that I almost cried but deep inside I was hurt. I had to to start working on my body because I felt not enough. But I now realize that I am enough and I had only to build enough confidence in me. Body shaming is not good because it hurts people feelings and it makes people loose self-esteem.

-When I started working, I thought I had found a good boss. He was kind and friendly, and I believed I had found a stable job where my hard work would be appreciated. I worked diligently every day, always arriving on time and doing my best to complete every task.

-"Hakuna watu huonyeshwa giza kama those with good intentions." This bitter truth became my reality after years of unwavering loyalty to my childhood friend, Kevin.

-Life at Kongoni Technical and Vocational College was a mix of books, laughter, friendship, and unforgettable memories. Every morning we promised ourselves we would study hard, but by lunchtime someone would already be saying, "Let's go and have tea first," and the whole plan would change.

-The proud business lady am becoming.

-"Midnight again. I've had this in my chest for days and I'm tired of carrying it. I don't know how to start this without sounding cruel so I'll just say it.

-There was a farmer who sold a pound of butter to the baker. One day the baker decided to weigh the butter to see if he was getting a pound and he found that he was not. This angered him and he took the farmer to court. The judge asked the farmer if he was using any measure. The farmer replied, your Honor, I am primitive. I don't have a proper measure, but I do have a scale." The judge asked, "Then how do you weigh the butter?" The farmer replied "Your Honor, long before the baker started buying butter from me, I have been buying a pound loaf of bread from him. Every day when the baker brings the bread, I put it on the scale and give him the same weight in butter. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the baker."

-"It's Only KSH 100... But It Means So Much To Me ❤️". "I know KSH 100 might not look like a lot🥲, but it represents something bigger to me 🥹.

-Back in high school, during that brutal August holiday before KCSE, my house felt less like home and more like a police station where my parents were the main detectives. Dad would sit on his favorite brown leather armchair, sipping lukewarm chai, staring at my mock results with a heavy, disappointed silence that cut deeper than any beatings from primary school. Mum spent the entire afternoon pacing the living room, hit-and-run lecturing me about how her friend Mama Njoroge’s son was already scoring straight A's.

-My high school years were not easy ones. I was, and remain, the student with the highest outstanding fee balance at the institution. I had once been sponsored by the county government, but they failed to honour their commitment, leaving me to fend for myself. My mother was a small-scale farmer, and I had no knowledge of my father's whereabouts.

-Church in, Church out, World in

-Life has not always been easy for me. Like many young people, I have faced challenges and moments of disappointment. After completing my education, I hoped to find a good job and start building my future. However, finding employment was more difficult than I expected.

-THE UNSEEN

-For as long as humans have gathered around fires, told stories, or questioned the unexplained, we have believed in witches, spirits, and forces that exist just beyond our understanding. In many societies—including my own—people still speak of curses, ghosts, restless spirits, and things that go bump in the night. Such beliefs are not foolish. They are cultural truths that carry meaning, passed from one generation to the next as ways of understanding the mysteries of life, suffering, and the unknown.

-My phone rang once and went silent.It was my younger brother. I called immediately, but it was switched off.

-Matatu conductors are becoming increasingly rude. I was traveling from Nairobi CBD to Kayole very late in the evening. At first the conductor said that the fare was 100. Then it rained before we departed, then immediately we arrived Donholm the conductor completely changed and was now demanding 150.