MERU DAILY

Kimani Maruge, ndiye ako na history ya kuwa classmate mzee zaidi dunia nzima. Picha kwa hisani ya BBC. Knock knock… ladies, gentlemen, na wale wengine tunawapenda pia. By now najua mna hamu ya kuskia story ingine kutoka kwangu. Na kama kawaida, mimi sitawanyima. So hapa iko. Sasa, mimi si Genz bana… si hata karibu. Mimi ni focused millennial, lakini niko na appetite ya Gen Z (ukipata joke umepata, ukikosa... si vibaya kuuliza). Ni kama nimekua nikitoroka age yangu. Uso yangu iko na passport ya 20s, lakini kwa roho najua nimeshaingia third floor. Sasa siku moja, kwenye maadventures zangu za kawaida hapa Makutano (najua mnaijua), nikapatana na mtu. Alinipa reality check kali hadi nikaanza kujiuliza kama ni time nichukue life serious. But again, sitaki kueleza sana. I’m an adult… ama mimi si? Sasa niko joint flani ya mtaa, pale social spot, najichochat na wale wamevuta mbili tatu. Kama kawaida, mimi na-drop knowledge tu – unajua vile nawasha akili kwa watu already wasted. Halafu ghafla bi...

  Chaotic Scenes in Makutano, Meru after Police engaged in Running battles with Students from Meru National Polytechnic. Photo/Felix Kinyua By Felix Kinyua Makutano, Meru County – June 17, 2025 Tensions remain high in Meru’s bustling Makutano area following violent clashes between police officers and students from Meru National Polytechnic, who took to the streets to protest against a proposed increase in school fees. The unrest, which has now entered its second consecutive day, has brought normal activities in the area to a standstill. Several businesses remained shuttered on Tuesday as shop owners expressed fear over escalating violence and destruction of property. The usually busy commercial hub has seen declining foot traffic, and public transportation has been severely disrupted. According to eyewitnesses, the demonstrations began peacefully on Monday morning, with hundreds of students marching through the streets chanting slogans and calling for a review of the revised fee st...

Image of a bloodstained kitchen knife.  Photo/Getty images They say the kitchen knife is the most dangerous weapon in the house. I disagree—it ties neck-and-neck with love. And unfortunately, both can kill. One cuts through flesh, the other, through sanity. In Sheila’s case, I still don’t know which of the two wielded the deadlier blow. Sheila—oh Sheila. Bubbly, brilliant, a walking burst of joy in this grey thing we call life. She had the kind of smile that could negotiate world peace. You couldn’t not like her. And now, we speak of her in the past tense, which feels like a betrayal in itself. She was just 24. Young enough to dream, but apparently old enough to die for love. “If love doesn’t feel safe, it’s not love—it’s emotional hostage-taking with chocolates.” I met Sheila about a year ago. But like all great souls, she had this habit of fast-tracking friendships. In three days you’d feel like you shared a womb. She listened like a therapist, laughed like a child, and made you ...