Category: Story

  • Crazy Kennar: All You Need to Know

    Crazy Kennar: All You Need to Know

    Born Kennedy Odhiambo. Became Crazy Kennar.

    Kennedy Odhiambo grew up in Baba Dogo, Nairobi. Born on December 23, 1998, he’s Luo, the middle child with siblings who supported him early on. He went to Sacred Heart Primary in Baba Dogo, then Ringa Boys in Homa Bay for high school—where his drama teacher introduced him to writing and performance. He won Best Actor at the 2011 Kenya National Music and Drama Festivals while still very young—proof he had the gift early on.

    He later joined JKUAT, pursuing Actuarial Science but quietly building a team to film sketches. That turned into Tales of the Crazy Kennar, his YouTube channel.

    Skits That Scored Millions

    Kennar first posted short skits from around 2017. Eventually, he recruited friends to act in his videos. Today, he has over 600K subs on YouTube, racking 180+ million views monthly. His TikTok has over 500K followers and 6 million+ likes.

    He works with brands like AirtelTusker, and DSTV. He also owns Instant Delicacies, a small eatery along Thika Road.

    From Ringa High to Stand-Up

    Kennar tried teaching in Lucky Summer after high school, earning a few shillings off the road—just to get by. Entertaining had been his love since childhood. By the time he joined JKUAT, performing and writing sketches took over.

    He credits his drama club and teachers for pushing him toward comedy. Soon, he built a loyal following based on familiar, laugh-out-loud Kenyan anecdotes.

    Comedy That Feels Like Home

    Crazy Kennar’s comedy works because it’s relatable. He leans into Kenyan reality—accented characters, everyday settings—without needing filters or fancy effects. Redditors say his skits filmed in tiny bedsitters hit hard with authentic Kenyan vibes.

    As one user noted:

    “Who remembers the bangers of Krazy Kennar, the ones they used to shoot kwa ile ka bedsitter with only one sufuria?”

    Others chimed in:

    “Crazy Kennar’s skits are really good.”

    And:

    “CRAZY KENNAR WILL FOREVER MAKE ME HAPPY FR.”

    He’s not knocking over Hollywood‑style production. He’s backed into the corners of Kenyan streets, turned them into character sketches, and made people laugh without losing themselves.

    Stage Shows & Live Sketches

    Kennar’s online success opened doors for live shows. A Redditor reported:

    His show was sold out, and he did well—live shows bring in real money since online ad revenue and TikTok payouts are unreliable.

    That live connection—the energy in the room, the timing—you can’t replicate it on screen. It’s why he’s expanding beyond just YouTube.

    Money Moves

    Different sources estimate his net worth anywhere between KES 20 million to 100 million (USD ~200K–300K). He reportedly earns up to KES 300,000 (~USD 2,500) per day from live shows, brand deals, restaurants, and online content

    Personal Details

    • He’s Christian (SDA). He’s posted some church videos online.
    • Girlfriend: Natalie Asewe—a childhood friend and businesswoman. They’ve been linked for over a decade.
    • He drives a Toyota Prado TX, valued at ~KSh 7–7.5 million.

    What’s Next for Crazy Kennar?

    In 2022, he won Kenya Comedian of the Year. And in 2022 Digital Media Awards, he bagged Influencer of the Year. He’s also represented Kenya at Meta Creator Week in London.

    He’s in his late 20s, in a long-term relationship, and expanding his content team. His brand Tales of the Crazy Kennar is evolving—more skits, more actors, live shows, and wider presence.

    Why People Actually Watch Him

    What makes Kennar stand out? He doesn’t chase what’s trending. He nails what viewers know—accent parodies, village stereotypes, office jokes—without cynicism. People see yourself in his characters.

    Redditors say Kenyan comedy thrives on familiar tropes:

    “Crazy Kennar switches his skits, he doesn’t always lean towards the typical stereotypes… it’s mostly satirical.”

    He stays consistent—not changing who he is, just leveling up his delivery.

    Final Thoughts

    Crazy Kennar’s not the flashy celebrity comedian who moves fast and forgets stories. He’s the everyday guy turned content creator who worked gradually, kept it simple, and blew up doing what Kenyans giggle about at home.

    • From Sacred Heart and Ringa High to JKUAT’s Actuarial Science classroom.
    • From 2017 skits filmed in a bedsitter to corporate brand deals + own eatery.
    • Viewing numbers in the millions, live shows sold out, awards lined up.

    If you want to know who’s shaping Kenyan online culture from the ground up, Crazy Kennar is one to watch—and one to laugh with.

  • A Different Kind of Love

    A Different Kind of Love

    They told me to love till it hurt, they told me that my one true love had died for me. That my many mistakes had caused him death, pain. I read it all, the story it was all so hurting someone nailed because of the pathetic person I was. And all they wanted me to do was love like him.

    I tried to love. Loved till it hurt. Convinced myself that I was doing it for things unseen. That the greater glory would be in heaven, and that soon enough, I would see what the promise he had for me was. All I ever wanted was to be like him. Loving those that nobody else loved. Giving to those that nobody fame

    But again I had no power. Unlike him, I could not do wonders. My words were not powerful, and they could not do the things that were impossible by the 7 billion people around the world, or give to people what they yearned the most. I was told my helplessness was his father’s plan. That through the father, I could ask for power and that through him, the impossible could be made possible. I believed in a world unseen.

    I grew strong in faith; with every passing day, every passing pain, every joy, every death and every illness, all I wanted was him. I asked myself what would happen if I stopped believing in him. But how could I stop? How could I run away from someone who loved me so much that he chose my life at the expense of his. Honestly, he was perfect, flawless, selfless, a person you can compare with no other. All he had was a different kind of love, a love so powerful that had to be tragic or let me just say fatal. But his sacrifice only led to better things. Due to this, I had to continue having faith in him. Whenever I doubted, the fear was overwhelming, what if we met again, will I be in a position of explaining my betrayal, no he was the love of my life.

    But the awe somehow fades, and I began to meet people who were supposed to be close to him like I was but were not so overwhelmed by his love. I met people who would not sacrifice for anyone. I prayed so hard, that was the only thing mama had taught me to do when I did not know what to do. I hoped that through prayer, they will somehow change. Sadly, nothing happened and some even passed still the same.  

    Their kind of life troubled me. I wanted to preach to them, but their life was good. They did not need his love. Could I join them? I wondered, maybe if I stopped loving so hard I can be rich than them, but wait, how could I betray someone who died for me.

    The more I tried to be perfectly loving the more I failed. It felt like I would cause more pain to the ones I loved when I tried to love them more. I was such a mess. Again, I thought of giving up on this love but like the usual it was too overwhelming.

    As time went by and the struggles in life heightened, I just found myself out of track, I had given up. I started believing it was a lie. Maybe I was right. Maybe I was wrong. I became sceptic. With my skepticism I was able to love more, but now another different kind of love. It did not have to hurt for me to feel love, or loved. I began appreciating the little acts of love all around me. I began to see the need to love myself, and do things I would normally not do. For me, skepticism was the light I saw. The change within was great. Like every other aspect of my life, I can’t say it was entirely sweet, skepticism too is disturbing in its own way. But that is what it is all about, I was born disturbed and that is a thing even my skepticism confirms nothing can change. Maybe I should find a way of loving my skeptic nature, this too will be a different kind of love.

  • Zzero Sufuri: The Story of a Kenyan Gengetone Star

    Zzero Sufuri: The Story of a Kenyan Gengetone Star

    When you think about the Kenyan music scene, certain names pop up almost instinctively—giants who have shaped the soundtracks of our lives. Among them is Jeremiah Tege, better known as Zero Sufuri. His name still evokes memories of wild club nights, timeless anthems, and a voice that somehow made the gritty reality of ghetto life sound poetic.

    But who is Zero Sufuri? Where did he come from, and how did his story unfold? Grab a cup of chai, and let’s dive into his journey—a tale of resilience, faith, and an unshakable love for music.

    From Riruta to the World

    Born in 1992, Zero Sufuri grew up in Nairobi’s Dagoreti South constituency, Riruta to be exact. His childhood wasn’t all rosy—like many kids in the ghetto, his education was a game of musical chairs. He switched schools more times than he can probably count. But what he lacked in academic consistency, he made up for with raw talent and a sharp sense of rhythm.

    Even as a kid, music ran through his veins. His father, a preacher, could’ve easily dismissed his son’s dreams of a music career. Instead, he chose to support Zero, offering a foundation of faith and encouragement that would later prove invaluable.

    Zero’s musical roots trace back to the church, where he sang with a gospel group called Boys of God (B.O.G). But life has a funny way of steering us in unexpected directions. For Zero, that path eventually led him from the sanctuary of gospel to the unfiltered world of secular music.

    Zimenishika: The Turning Point

    2019 was the year everything changed. Zero released Zimenishika, a song that could only be described as lightning in a bottle. It was the anthem you couldn’t escape—blaring from matatus, playing in clubs, and filling the air in every corner of Kenya.

    And yet, behind the scenes, Zero’s life was anything but glamorous. At the height of Zimenishika’s success, he was homeless, sleeping behind a generator in a part of Nairobi so rough, danger was just another neighbor.

    But that’s the thing about music. It has this incredible power to elevate you, to pull you out of the muck and give you a shot at something better. For Zero, Zimenishika wasn’t just a hit song; it was a lifeline. It opened doors—literally. Suddenly, he was touring, performing in Dubai, and even sharing stages with international stars like Alpha Blondy.

    Fans, Fame, and the Fallout

    Zero’s fans loved him with an intensity that only raw, authentic music can inspire. Comments like “Zero motivates me” and “from zero to hero” flooded social media. People saw in him not just an artist but a symbol of hope—a reminder that you could rise above your circumstances, no matter how bleak.

    But fame, as we all know, is a double-edged sword. Zero struggled to keep up with the demands of the industry. Consistency became a challenge. Sure, he released more hits—songs like Machiyati, Matisha, and his unforgettable Christmas banger with Nuclea—but the momentum of Zimenishika proved hard to sustain.

    Collaborations with artists like Femi One and Breeder LW kept his name in the mix, but something felt different. The buzz that once surrounded him started to fade, and questions began to swirl: Where is Zero Sufuri now? Why isn’t he dominating the charts like before?

    The Reality of the Gengetone Game

    If you think about it, Zero’s story isn’t unique in the world of Gengetone. The genre itself has seen its fair share of ups and downs. Many artists struggle with the same things—staying consistent, adapting to an ever-changing music landscape, and balancing the pressures of fame with personal struggles.

    But let’s not get it twisted. Zero Sufuri is no one-hit wonder. His music still resonates, and his journey is far from over. If anything, his challenges make him even more relatable. They remind us that behind the flashy music videos and the catchy hooks are real people with real stories.

    A Legacy That Lives On

    So, what do we take away from Zero Sufuri’s story? For starters, it’s a testament to the power of talent, grit, and community. It’s about a kid from Riruta who dared to dream big, even when the odds were stacked against him.

    Zzero Sufuri Youtube Channel

    And while his path hasn’t been smooth, it’s also not final. Zero has already proven that he’s capable of greatness. Whether he’s on stage in Dubai or crafting his next hit from the heart of Nairobi, one thing is certain: Zero Sufuri’s music is a part of Kenya’s cultural fabric.

    So, the next time you hear Zimenishika or one of his other tracks, take a moment to appreciate the journey it represents. It’s more than just music—it’s a story of survival, resilience, and the unbreakable spirit of a Kenyan artist who refuses to be defined by anything other than his art.

    Cheers to that.

  • The Love Story of Nameless and Wahu

    The Love Story of Nameless and Wahu

    Love, Riots, and a 27-Year Plot Twist

    You know how people love to say “relationships are hard”? Well, let me introduce you to Nameless and Wahu — the OG music power couple who turned dating chaos into an 19-year (and counting) marriage.

    It all started in 1998. A campus event at Grand Regency. No one really remembers if it was a Miss University pageant or some award thing, not even Wahu. What she does remember, though, is meeting this skinny guy with dreadlocks called Nameless. A mutual friend, Neto, made the intro. It wasn’t exactly love at first sight, but let’s just say… fate was already clocking in.

    Their first official date? Boxing Day. They met for lunch at Wimpy, that little spot at Corner House. Classic Nairobi CBD vibes. Wahu showed up a whole hour late, by the way. But Nameless didn’t bolt. They sat, ate, and then strolled through the quiet city streets just talking. No fancy setups, just vibes.

    And that’s how their love story unfolded. Two campus kids doing life the way it should be done — slowly, messily, and with all the fun in the world. Picnics, movie dates, raving, camping, late-night convos. No Instagram filters. No pressure. Just real, raw connection.

    But here’s where it gets… interesting.

    Three months into dating, things started going sideways. Nameless started noticing a pattern. Every time Wahu was around, something off would happen.

    “I’m not gonna lie,” Nameless confessed in a podcast. “I actually started thinking huyu dem ni baluck. Like, how can one person carry this much chaos?”

    One day they were walking hand in hand on campus, just enjoying the moment, when out of nowhere, a random guy slapped Nameless. Just like that. No hello, no warning. Nameless, in full bluff mode, removed his specs, shoved them into his pocket, and pretended he had a weapon. “I dared them to fight me,” he laughed, “hand still in my pocket.” Luckily, some rugby players recognized him and stepped in before it got ugly.

    And that wasn’t even the worst of it.

    Another time, campus riots broke out — the kind that send everyone bolting into hostels. Nameless told Wahu to stay in her room. But nope. Wahu, being Wahu, thought, “My boyfriend needs me.” She left her hostel to find him.

    Big mistake.

    As Nameless walked her back, a GSU truck pulled up and the officers thought he was one of the rioters. He froze. Panic mode activated. Then, like a scene from a movie, a matatu pulled up just in time. The GSU driver gave him a signal, like “Bro, if you want to live, get in that matatu.” And just like that, they escaped.

    nameless and wahu tbt

    Looking back, Nameless jokes that Wahu was drama magnet. But clearly, she was his kind of drama.

    They dated for close to eight years before tying the knot in 2005 — yeah, eight years, not seven like Wahu originally thought. “My whole life is a lie!” she joked online when the math finally math’d.

    The wedding was small, heartfelt, and meaningful. Set on the shores of Lake Naivasha — a beautiful nod to one of their first camping trips together as students. But don’t get it twisted. Wahu was freaking out the whole week before. Nervous, anxious, worried everything would fall apart. But the day turned out perfect.

    Then came marriage.

    And real life.

    The first two years were not a walk in Uhuru Park. Nameless and Wahu admit they were basically winging it. High expectations. Confusion. Misunderstandings. The works. But they talked through it, got counseling, and slowly started building something solid.

    Along the way, they also had to deal with gossip blogs and the nonstop tabloid circus. False headlines. Rumors. Cheap shots. But instead of letting it tear them apart, they decided to let the drama pull them even closer.

    Wahu once said, “We’ve come to understand that a lot of media is just chasing clicks. Being in the spotlight makes you a target. But we’re not letting anyone ruin what we’ve worked so hard for.”

    And their biggest flex? Their daughters.

    Tumiso, their firstborn, is the quiet thinker. Empathetic. Nature lover. Big on wildlife. Nyakio, on the other hand, is the mini boss lady. Super tidy, super charming, and runs the house like her name’s on the title deed.

    This year, Nameless and Wahu marked 27 years since their love story began. That’s more than two decades of highs and lows, slaps and stage lights, babies and blog drama — all rolled into one messy, beautiful journey.

    nameless and wahu in 2025

    They even forgot their dating anniversary this past December. “Sema kuzeeka!” Wahu laughed. She’d spent the day on a 20km walk with her sister-in-law while Nameless was playing board games with the fam. Just regular stuff. No fireworks. No hashtags. And maybe that’s the secret — they’ve learned to keep it simple, keep it real, and keep choosing each other over and over again.

    “Marriage yetu imekuwa adult buana!” Nameless joked on their 18th wedding anniversary. And it’s true. It’s grown. It’s matured. But it’s still full of jokes, music, random matatus, and a whole lot of love.

    So, what’s the takeaway from all this?

    Maybe love isn’t just about perfect timing or smooth roads. Sometimes love looks like showing up late for lunch but still holding hands 27 years later. Sometimes it means getting slapped for no reason and laughing about it two decades later. And sometimes it means choosing someone who brings a little chaos into your life… because somehow, they also bring the calm.

  • Summary of “Echoes of War” (Butere Girls)

    Summary of “Echoes of War” (Butere Girls)

    “Echoes of War” is a thought-provoking theatrical play set in the fictional Royal Velvet Emirates, an opulent Middle Eastern kingdom. At its heart, the play explores the growing generational divide, amplified by technological advancement, sociopolitical unrest, and the struggle for identity and relevance in an evolving society.

    Also read Complete Script in PDF of the play Echoes of War.

    The Generational Rift

    The story opens by highlighting the natural balance that should exist between the wisdom of the old and the innovation of the young. However, in the Royal Velvet Emirates, this balance has been lost. The older generation, represented by figures like the Sultan, Mama Anifa, and the Police, is characterized by rigidity, suspicion, and nostalgia for control. In contrast, the youth, led by Mustafa, Anifa Imana, and their peers, are technologically adept, idealistic, and rebellious—demanding space for change, freedom, and identity.

    Mustafa and the Arrest

    Mustafa, a university student and innovative mind behind a telemedicine application, is wrongly arrested during a public demonstration. His father, a paramedic, is wounded by a stray bullet during the chaos, which the police try to justify as a consequence of “legitimate action.” Mustafa insists on his innocence, stating that he was only testing his medical app and assisting the injured. Nonetheless, his revolutionary ideas and actions put him at odds with the state’s narrative.

    Anifa Imana: AI as a Metaphor

    Anifa Imana, a central character, represents artificial intelligence itself—a blend of human curiosity and technological advancement. She is an enigma, both feared and admired. Anifa’s unexpected pregnancy, which causes outrage in her conservative family, becomes a metaphor. She declares she is “pregnant with expectations”—symbolizing the unfulfilled dreams, aspirations, and frustrations of her generation. This declaration marks a turning point in the play, where symbolism and metaphors critique societal norms and outdated traditions.

    The Clash of Love and Tradition

    The love story between Mustafa and Anifa is pivotal, symbolizing the union of tradition and technology. Anifa’s father, a rigid police officer, views Mustafa as a terrorist, exacerbating the generational conflict. Anifa’s declarations of love, combined with her rebellious stance, horrify her parents. She confronts them using high-tech devices like holographic womb projections, challenging their beliefs with both satire and emotional appeal.

    Mustafa’s Rise and Fall

    The tension shifts dramatically when Mustafa is summoned to the royal palace, where the Sultan recognizes him for his innovative project. Mustafa is declared the winner of a national innovation contest, awarded a palace, a substantial cash prize, and named Peace Ambassador. This recognition is short-lived. A sudden investigation into his social media history reveals content allegedly inciting unrest. The Sultan, feeling betrayed and pressured by his advisers, orders Mustafa’s execution to set an example.

    The Control Room and the Youth Rebellion

    Meanwhile, in a secret location known as the Control Room, Anifa and her generational friends coordinate a digital rebellion. Using propaganda and technological manipulation, they ignite public outrage across the nation—triggering strikes, protests, and the collapse of institutional control. Through hacking and information warfare, the youth expose the state’s vulnerability.

    The control room becomes the nerve center of the generational movement, where Anifa showcases her immense intelligence by manipulating live feeds, generating fake pay slips to demoralize the police, and strategically fueling dissent. This reveals the younger generation’s grasp on digital tools and their ability to reshape narratives.

    Xavier’s Complication

    The subplot involving Xavier, Fatma’s online soulmate and later revealed as the Sultan’s son, adds complexity. Xavier’s presence in the control room risks exposing the rebellion. Despite suspicions that he may be a spy, he proves loyal. However, his connection to the royal family creates tension and vulnerability within the youth group.

    War Breaks Loose

    The authorities, led by the Sultan and the military, respond with brute force. The police station and ambulance are destroyed in violent clashes between the state and youth. Symbolically, institutions of care and justice—the police station and ambulance—are engulfed in flames, reflecting the systemic breakdown triggered by generational misunderstanding.

    Xavier’s Injury and Telemedicine’s Redemption

    Xavier is severely injured during the chaos. In a powerful moment, Mustafa and Anifa use the telemedicine application—once dismissed—to save his life. Drawing on virtual guidance from international doctors, including a Chinese surgeon and Indian first aid manuals, the youth demonstrate the app’s lifesaving potential. This act redeems Mustafa and underscores the power of youth-led innovation.

    Reconciliation and Resolution

    Witnessing this, the Sultan has a change of heart. He realizes that the rebellion was driven not by malice but by desperation and unacknowledged brilliance. The Sultan commends the youth for their ingenuity but criticizes their violent methods. Mustafa and Anifa express remorse, acknowledging that while their intentions were noble, their methods endangered lives.

    In a powerful gesture of reconciliation, the Sultan announces the nationwide implementation of Mustafa’s telemedicine project. Anifa is appointed to work with the government on cybersecurity reforms. He declares the war over and calls for the rebuilding of the nation—this time with the youth integrated into the decision-making process.

    Themes

    1. Generational Conflict: At the core is the tension between the old and young, tradition vs. progress, and control vs. freedom.
    2. Technology and Rebellion: Technology becomes both a weapon and a solution—used for both resistance and healing.
    3. Love and Identity: The love between Anifa and Mustafa challenges societal norms and questions what truly defines belonging.
    4. Power and Governance: The play critiques autocratic leadership and glorifies participatory governance that includes the youth.
    5. Symbolism: Pregnancy as metaphor, the control room as a symbol of digital power, and destroyed institutions as signs of societal decay.

    Stylistic Features

    The play blends satire, drama, and futuristic elements. The use of holograms, technological jargon, and generational slang creates a vivid contrast between tradition and innovation. The characters often break the fourth wall, addressing the audience directly, enhancing engagement. The staging incorporates intense sound effects, military drills, digital projections, and symbolic lighting to portray emotional and political transitions.

    Conclusion

    “Echoes of War” is a layered narrative about revolution, reconciliation, and reform. It portrays a society on the brink of collapse, saved not by violence, but by understanding, inclusion, and innovation. The youth are not villains; they are visionaries. The play concludes with a powerful message: “Never again shall we dance to the echoes of war”—a call to prioritize unity over conflict, progress over prejudice, and dialogue over dictatorship.