Two untold stories

Life can sometimes be so unfair that you may think whether you deserve to be in this world or not.There is only one answer for that….The answer is yes!Yes you were meant to be here….You were born with a purpose in this world…and the situation you are in is to make you accure more expensive virtures such as patience and endurance.

In that photo above there are four kids bags but they have two different stories…you see how this world is cruel

But the two groups have different goals for the day.Only God knows their end …society don’t judge them but help them achieve same goals at the end of their lives.

This world is only good when you choose the right decisions.Sometimes you may go astray but remember you future generation depends on you.The two streets kids infront if you were to ask them,they would also like to put on uniform and walk to school like the others.But something somewhere didn’t happen as per their wish…This are two completely different stories ,society help me make earth a better place…





Neverland the land I’ll be tommorow,

Every Monday morning i wake up with a different goal that I want to achieve by the end of the week.Sometimes I end up being in a mess and not reaching my goals.This hurts because i am the only one to be blamed…

Neverland the land I’ll be tommorow

Everynight before I pray and sleep,too many business ideas come into my mind.Some are easily successful,but my pockets make them to be ambigious…this is the neverland I wish to find…deep in my pockets my success lies there .

Neverland is a place for everyone,

Even though I am young,I know if I work extra harder I ‘ll be who God wants me to be.He will take me to the land I have never seen…He will show me my Neverland


I am a lost boy from Neverland.Deep in my thoughts I always learn.But in this world I live without a plan;No place to go I am lost within my own world…

         I AM A LOST BOY….

There are times ,when I am alone.No where to go and place to call home.My only friend was Image in the mirror .But every morning I glanced at it.I dropped a tear and felt the end of me was near…

       I  AM A LOST BOY….

I am lost boy from Neverland.No friends ,no family it’s just me.Whenever I am bored,I stare at the the sky and see the stars.I see the number of chances for me to be…..







The year of joy and love

I met the one who took me 

Up in the sky above 

And made me realise how to be me

I appriciate this beautiful lady 

Cause in my heart I hear her hearts melody

She is pretty and all stuff 

But she is unique for with her i fell i have had more than enough

I just love her 😘😘



Probably this is the best time to reflect on the goals you achieved and the ones you could not…

You know every new year people tend to have resolutions that I don’t thing they really achieve.But to whoever this post will reach remember to stay focused and never give up💪.Respect your grind☺

Merry chrismass and a happy 2017😘



Every morning means a fresh start on things…

If yesterday was tiring and       exhausting,today is a given opportunity       to do something different.Don’t be afraid of being different from the rest instead be afraid of being like everyone else.
If yesterday was full of triumph and satisfaction,today is a free chance to go further.Push yourself beyond your limits,soon you will realise you had a greater potential than what you thought!

All to often we wake up thinking of our schedules and assume that we must live according to the same dull script.We need not.Our lives do not follow a specific format.We rule our own live through God ofcouse!If we find what is unique to each day,we will have the greatest fullfillment possible
Look Back,Look Foward!

Make the right move!….


Happy Mashujja Day  


Couple of weeks down the line
  Since your demise .                                               I get emmotional all my life                              When i think about you.

These words are really strong                                    Cause they are accompanied with tears.       You always wrote off my wrongs                              and taught me not to fear.

All this ain’t random                                                    Cause in my heart i place you.                           I miss you,i really do                                     But you are gone!                                                           Aunty Imma I love you…💗





Little soldier


Often,what you see in others is what exists in you;and what you feel jealous about when seeing your peers do,might be your area of interest.When you realise your worth that’s when you realize the sleeping giant you’ve awakened.A giant that could have been as small as David but still conquered!One man could change the world i believe;just as a journey starts with a single step so does change.You see son,we are Africans!We have to behave like Africans but be civilized all the same.
Son,i believe that no one was born perfect and you are no supernatural being as lucky.We all make mistakes but everybody deserves a second,third or fourth chance.What one does with those chances is what reflects about you.If you continue blowing every single chance;you will not be growing up but depreciating in value.My dear little soldier often you will hear me say
         “He who sweats mire in training,bleeds less in battle.    

Bleeding is generally characterized as pain.And you will feel pain for you are human just like your dad.
Success,my son no man on earth should ever deceive you that success is all about the figures in your account,the cars you drive or the house you live in.These are just but the few obvious things a luxurious  man would be craving for.Success is all build up in your mind son.Success us the little baby steps you make everyday.Success is not an action but a is what you repeatedly do.You are the one to determine your daily progress;how you will accomplish your short and long-term goals.Taking a portrait for instance;you will find two artist painting the same picture with and the same procedure having similar results but the duration is different.This reveals how success is intended but  it occurs in different times.Some have the zeal to be successful and they do so in their late twenties.However,others are lazy but realize how important it is and they succeed in their late fifties.Surely,is there any sense of pride to succeed in such a time?(in something like education)
Boy,the choice is you
You see son,am talking to you like the responsible young-man you will one day be;and seeing you grow up to shun the mistakes I made is what I can only wish for.Little man,don’t ever wait for me to sit down with you and dictate life’s lessons to you.Be wise enough and learn them from through me lest society molds you.

Back then,we had a common phrase that said

An average man will learn from his mistakes,but a wise man will look for that average man and learn from his mistakes

The gun is in your hand soldier,you the one to decide whether to pull the trigger or not.I might be that average we are talking about.But I want you to be the wise man
Son if you must fake it to make it,you have my full support.As long as we won’t kill any soul during our Operation Lazima U-make it(OLU) you have my extra muscle to rely.
Shirao jr. this what the Mbari’s will forever do.

With love



Memoir to my unborn son (part I)


Hello son am writing these memoirs from a different platform unlike you.

Your provisional names will be james mbari or shirao jr. that’s if I don’t get married to some lightskin who decides to call you Marx Elnino Alejandro.

You see son, a man is supposed to know his strengths and limitations and realize when to stick to his lane, over-speed, overlap, overtake, when to use an exit as an entry point at Muthaiga without being ‘caught’ by Bensouda and in the unfortunate event it happens how to sweet talk her ‘to take for eyes’–achukue za macho mark you that’s not corruption it’s called time value for money instead of going down to Makadara. In short son, I won’t appeal to any supreme court if your Mama decides to call you Nyakimincha or ‘wateba’ that is really a non issue, accept my apologies in the event it so happens. If your lucky to be born at the Agha Khan or aboard airforce one or at the very extreme at a border point in Loiktoktok I have a few words I want to share with you Omundo kwa Mundo forgive ”forced” my luhya it’s man to man.

Am writing these memoirs with a bit joy and uncertainty in my mind and heart. I don’t fear for your future, but what type of monster you might end up…? You could become anything you want i can assure you that. From the astute brilliance of a FIFA balloon d’or winner,the first Kenyan to land in space,the first Kenyan Chinese president, the first EAC president M7 would not be happy about it but who cares. You could still stoop to the abyss of some world degenerates out there who make the world a playground of evils, am not naive to ignore that, and become Kenya’s version of El chapo (a Mexican drug-lord,he has escaped from maximum prison twice) and break from kamiti occasionally, join ISIS and bring down a jumbo jet crashing at a G20 summit in Moscow,become a typical Kenyan politician that steals from the poor and feeds them crumbles, you could become a pickpocket at muthurwa, better still a night runner. The world literally would be on your feet be what you want i can only guarantee you my loyalty because that’s what family is.
The tragedy of life is that we become wise when it’s a bit tard too late and regret some of the stuff we din’t do when we had time, energy and resources which are not necessarily money.

First I pray that you observe the teachings of the best and the Holy book. Listen to men of God with a discerning spirit and heart there are so many frauds today I can only be apprehensive of the future. Put your family first before all the other things just not before God, make sure you spend most of the time with the people you love and care about. Remember friends are like knowledge they make the path of life bearable but wisdom is like family it makes life purposeful. Don’t be addicted and imprisoned by neither your work nor your friends both can easily be replaced just like a smartphone, not so with family.

Don’t wait too long to have fun with your daughter and son before they become teenagers. When you grow old you will be boring (underline this line,just go ahead and do it), your idea of fun will no longer be what they think. Your grandmama ms. Nuna believes going to my grandma’s during Christmas and having a big feast is the coolest thing I don’t question her intentions but then again for heavens sake we have been performing this ritual before even the Titanic had hit an iceberg. Right now all I want is a flight south coast at the beach followed by a trip to the Mara and camping in the wild, seeing the stars in the wee hours of the night,being woken up by the roar of lions and the stamping of elephants….enjoying the nagging mosquitoes as they try to feed themselves off me. You see me and your grandma have different ideas of fun it will be the same between me and you.

Learn to love people without trusting them. An old adage says Only trust in God with human beings verify each day….you will meet so many friends who will steal, con and soil your reputation. Be peaceable and don’t get into confrontations you might be playing in murky waters with a pig that would love to go the whole hog,i guarantee you loss. Stand in truth and allow those bullies and cunning friends to win the small fights. One day you will become Spartacus, the god of the arena, you will have conquered the battlefield. Be intelligent and learn how to manage other human beings without being personal, it is a strength to allow people to enjoy your success but stand up for them when they loose, the back stops with you.If you cant stand up for them, ask the management to assign you lighter duties as they find it useful after all you have to grind boy.Be generous, give without expecting in return, fight for the greater good of humanity by making the world a better place than you found it. Donate to charity and not to politicians, at the very least avoid them like plague you might get corrupted which is a disease whose medication is to be infinitely corrupt.

To God be our family

Read part II of my memoirs to my unborn son on why I think he should marry a socialite like huddah and avoid the good girls.