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Thursday, November 25, 2010
Harrowing Near Death Experience, NDE, On A Kampala Bound Akamba Bus.
On Monday the 22nd Day of November 2010 the year of our Lord. I had the misshappenstance of boarding a Kampala bound Akamba Bus Via Busia, KBA **** Route 027 that departed from Nairobi one hour after the time indicated on their receipt's departure time.
I Digress, the fellows actually booked me onto their 8.00 PM Bus at 8.47 PM, I highly suspect that at the speed at which these buses are usually driven, that bus was way past Mau Summit, Molo a full 216 Kms (135 Miles) due Northwest of Nairobi. So not only are the Ticket masters adept at reversing time they also possess a super gadget for time reversal, they are adept students of the Time Dilation Theory.
For Real God Is The Best.
The Bus left Nairobi at 10:39 PM precisely 1hour and 9 minutes after the declared departure time, so as the good student that I am of traffic rules as enshrined in the Traffic Act of the Laws of the Republic of Kenya, I made to buckle my seat belts so that in the event that the mechanical contraption was to possess a mechanical mind of its own and drive us to the ground, the harness would restrain me from sustaining grievous bodily harm to my person.
But alas much to my chagrin this relatively new bus had no functioning seatbelts or at least my seat, seat number 31, positioned strategically directly above the left rear wheels had been deliberately mutilated and relieved of this critical safety superstructure. At this point in time I had resigned myself to whichever fate awaited me, because quite clearly the minions that dot the underworld, i.e the fallen spirits seemed to have a diabolical event scheduled for me.
From Limuru my very sensitive nostrils began to detect the smell of burning rubber which seemed to intensify with the passage of time. I was compelled to raise the issue with the rude co-driver of the Bus, who had given me a very rude answer in Nairobi when I had politely inquired of him to confirm to me whether that KBA**** was indeed the Bus bound for Kampala, he had answered me something to this effect, "Kwani unafikiria ni gani?" (English Translation: "Idiot, so which one did you think it was you f*"£c*ing f*$l?) .
He informed me that I would rather concentrate on sleeping and such other journey pleasures as I await arrival to my destination. He informed me that,being as it were I was not schooled in any way, on the Tyre mechanics of a Bus I had no locus to comment on the sights, sounds and smells of his Bus.My mind started being populated enormously and to quite a high degree by images as the following below:
"Anything that can go wrong, must go wrong" better known as Murphy's Law.My worst nightmare was rapidly coming to fruition as we approached Kobura a notorious black-spot at Ahero along the Kisumu-Nairobi highway a place I have blogged about before here. The inevitable happened the tyre burst with the staccato sound of gunfire. My immediate neighbours who I could have sworn were Muslims earnestly beseeched Yeshiva bin Nazariya to have mercy on their souls (interestingly they did not call upon Mohammed) .
The driver drove the remaining 40 kilometres quite oblivious of what had happened and showing a crass indeference to the feelings of the hapless passengers. Being as it were I have never considered myself a hapless passenger, bystander or any other "enger" I raised the issue with the driver when we got to Kisumu as they went about changing the burst tyre and the fellow quite charecteristically hurled a few insults in my direction and basically denied that the event ever took place instead accusing my faculty of imagination as working in overdrive.
We continued travelling to the frontier Town at hypersonic speed and when we got to the Busia Immigration desk and I was asked by the Immigration officer if I had anything to declare I promptly declared to him which I also do here declare to all and sundry, "Never Travel By Akamba Bus". Lousy service through and through I intend to give this feedback to the Akamba Bus officials .
Monday, February 2, 2009
Four Feared Dead, Six Injured as Nakumatt Downtown Supermarket Burns.
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More than four people were feared dead, while six others were injured when a supermarket in Nairobi’s city centre caught fire.
The early afternoon fire broke out at Nakumatt Downtown on Kimathi Street, causing customers to rush out through the nearest entrance. There were fears that some workers and customers may have been trapped in the building. The early inferno, which workers claimed was triggered by an electric fault, could not at first be contained by the combined efforts from the City Council, Kenya Army, Kenya Airports Authority and private company G4S firefighters.
The inferno engulfed the entire building. Explosions from gas cylinders rent the air from 2.45pm and kept exploding, re-igniting blazes that had been quelled.
Wailing sirens punctuated the city’s peace and calm into the early evening as a police chopper kept aerial surveillance to ensure the fire did not spread to other buildings.
The fire had not been contained by the time we went to press.
Internal Security minister George Saitoti, who arrived at the scene immediately, said fire engines ran out of water and reinforcements had to be called.
Nairobi Metropolitan Development Minister Mutula Kilonzo and Police Commissioner Hussein Ali also went to the scene.
Outside the burning building, a man who said he works for the supermarket claimed some people had been trapped inside.
"I have left a colleague (name withheld)," he said hysterically. "A worker has fainted up there after inhaling the smoke. Please go and get him."
Missing Husband
But before they could explain where the said victims were, an explosion was heard inside, forcing the rescuers and firefighters to abandon their work.
At around 8.30pm, a woman was crying at the scene, saying her husband, with whom she had gone into the supermarket, was still missing.
She said he was in a different aisle and when the fire broke out, she dashed out. Efforts to reach her husband on his mobile phone were fruitless as it was off.
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| A policeman clears the crowd from the scene. [PHOTO: COLLINS KWEYU/STANDARD] |
Later, the supermarket management said four workers were missing after a headcount at Jeevanjee Gardens where they met after the incident.
Spokesman Antony Ng’ang’a said there were 103 workers who were supposed to be on duty, but a headcount found only 99. "We are still trying to locate the whereabouts of the four," he told The Standard on the phone.
Treated For Shock
Kenya National Hospital Clinical Services deputy director Charles Kabetu confirmed that one Nakumatt employee and six by-standers had been taken there where they was being treated for shock, smoke inhalation and fractures.
There were no independent confirmations whether any customers were trapped inside although one witness said she had seen a woman with a child near where there was an initial explosion that caused the fire.
Police Commissioner Ali said they could not determine the number of the casualties until a headcount was concluded.
Prof Saitoti, too, said it was too early to know if there were any casualties. Witnesses said the inferno started from the supermarket when a mild explosion was heard.
"There had been a blackout and when power resumed, we heard an explosion from the staircase. Then there was smoke," said a worker.
But Ali said he had not yet established what caused the fire and asked for time to investigate.
However, some officers said a violation of by-laws on public safety and unpreparedness by the Nairobi Fire Brigade may be to blame.
Nairobi City Council Emergency Medical Technician Charles Choi said his team could not access the premises as a wall had sealed the fire exit.
The chairman of the Architectural Association of Kenya and Building Inspection Committee, under the Ministry of Works, Mr Wachira Njuguna, said he did not see any fire door when he visited the supermarket.
Njuguna further said it was against city by-laws to store gas cylinders in an enclosed space. But City Council Director of Planning Peter Kibinda said there were exemptions to the rule if one had a fire certificate of compliance and fire extinguishers.
Nakumatt could not be reached for comment on the wall by the time we went to Press.
City Council Acting Chief Fire Officer Brian Chunguli blamed the public for blocking his team. "We got the running call informing us of the fire at 3.05pm and in five minutes, we were at the scene," he said.
"The supermarket stores goods like gas cylinders, mattresses and materials of plastic nature that naturally fuel the fire," he added.
By Standard Team
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Sunday, December 14, 2008
Zeru Zeru-Albinos Are Being "Finished" In Tanzania.
Crackdown on witchdoctors after albinos killed to harvest body parts.
ALAMY
Albinos are being killed to make 'medicines'
Known as the "Zeru Zeru", or ghosts, Tanzania's albinos have put up with the name-calling and the stigmatisation of being "black in a white skin" for years. The unluckier ones have even been kicked out of their home by relatives who see their condition as a curse on the whole family. Now albinos in the east African nation face an altogether more deadly threat. They have become the favoured prey of traditional healers, who kill them to harvest their body parts for get-rich-quick concoctions.
In the most gruesome of a spate of albino murders in the north-west region around Lake Victoria, one corpse was exhumed with all its limbs cut off. Others have been found minus tongues, genitals or breasts.
"In the past, albinos have been killed after being accused of witchcraft but this is a new phenomenon. This time they are being targeted by the witchdoctors themselves," said Simeon Mesaki, a sociologist at the University of Dar es Salaam.
The problem has reached such proportions that Tanzania's President, Jakaya Kikwete, used his monthly television address to announce a crackdown on the traditional healers as well as plans to register albinos to improve their safety. "These killings are shameful and distressing to our society," said Mr Kikwete in his Wednesday night speech to the nation. "I am told that people kill albinos and chop their body parts, including fingers, believing they can get rich."
Many of the people using the potions made from sacrificed albinos are thought to be miners and fishermen, hoping for extra lucrative mineral finds or bumper fish catches.
According to the Tanzanian government, 19 albino people have been killed in the past year, with another two missing presumed dead. However, disability campaigners say the real number of victims could be as high as 50, given that many deaths do not get reported in a country where albinism is still seen as something to hide or where family members may even be complicit in the killings.
"Parents exchange their albino children for money so there's a poverty connection," explained Theodore Mwalongo, the head of the Tanzanian arm of Action on Disability and Development.
The Tanzania Albino Society, which in the past has accused the government of turning a blind eye to the killings, welcomed the President's words, but stressed that they must be backed up with action.
"The key will be whether the message gets down to local authorities so that there will real changes on the ground," said Samuel Mluge, its chairman. "We need to get rid of the corruption, and make sure that those behind the witchcraft are identified and brought to justice, and cannot buy themselves immunity."
Out of a population of 39 million, there are about 270,000 people in Tanzania who suffer from albinism – which stops them producing pigment in their skin, hair and eyes. This means that instead of having dark skin and black hair, they are blond with pinkish complexions.
Less than a century ago, most albinos born in Tanzania would have been killed at birth – viewed as proof of a woman's adultery with a European man. Because the gene for albinism is recessive, parents can both carry it and pass it on to their child, even if they look "normal". Yet even today, albinos are often called "mzungu" – the name given to the colonial white man – and many people do not understand that it is a genetic condition, not a curse.
Organisations such as the Tanzania Albino Society and Action on Disability and Development are trying to educate the population, helping to train healthcare workers and staging workshops for teachers and parents to encourage them to make sure albino children wear long-sleeved clothing and hats to protect them from the sun.
Additional Reports By Claire Soares.
HighWay Of Death.
Thursday, January 8, 1998 Published at 12:42 GMT
Despatches
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Nairobi
Fifty-four people have been killed in Kenya when a bus skidded off a road and plunged into a river. The accident happened in the region of Meru, in the centre of the country. According to official radio, the road conditions had been made treacherous in the area because of heavy rain. The bus was reportedly owned by the local subsidiary of the British company Stagecoach. From Nairobi, our East Africa correspondent, Cathy Jenkins, reports:
The bus was on route from the central town of Meru to Nairobi when it apparently skidded on a steep section of the road and plunged into the river Nithi. Initial reports put the death toll at 30 but this has risen to 54, with many of the victims trapped inside the bus.
Official radio had said that road conditions in the area were treacherous because of recent bad weather. The El Nino effect in Kenya has caused torrential rains to continue well past the wet season.
But road conditions in Kenya are notoriously bad. Years of neglect have left roads in many areas pot-holed and in some places all but washed away.
And the accident rate due to bad driving is high. Buses are often badly maintained and loaded well over the limit with passengers and goods.
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Despatches
Nairobi
Fifty-four people have been killed in Kenya when a bus skidded off a road and plunged into a river. The accident happened in the region of Meru, in the centre of the country. According to official radio, the road conditions had been made treacherous in the area because of heavy rain. The bus was reportedly owned by the local subsidiary of the British company Stagecoach. From Nairobi, our East Africa correspondent, Cathy Jenkins, reports:
The bus was on route from the central town of Meru to Nairobi when it apparently skidded on a steep section of the road and plunged into the river Nithi. Initial reports put the death toll at 30 but this has risen to 54, with many of the victims trapped inside the bus.
Official radio had said that road conditions in the area were treacherous because of recent bad weather. The El Nino effect in Kenya has caused torrential rains to continue well past the wet season.
But road conditions in Kenya are notoriously bad. Years of neglect have left roads in many areas pot-holed and in some places all but washed away.
And the accident rate due to bad driving is high. Buses are often badly maintained and loaded well over the limit with passengers and goods.
Source Cathy Jenkins
Ghosts Of Kobura
The Ghosts Of Kore-Kobura
Across the country in Nyando District, stories of ghosts and haunted places abound, especially in Kore and Kobura.
Kobura location borders the partly stalled Ahero Rice Irrigation Scheme on the Kisumu-Nairobi highway. A four-kilometre stretch on the Ahero-Lela road is widely believed to be haunted by ghosts. On this stretch, many grisly road accidents have been witnessed between Korowe trading centre and Lela Secondary School.
A resident of the area, Mark Ojwang’ Nyabange, says the accident jinx was caused by the deaths of an old woman and a child who were run over by a vehicle many years ago. The residents believe the large number of accidents are caused by the dead woman’s ghost, which keeps coming back to confuse motorists.
Villagers who go to assist accident victims claim to have been told by the drivers that they had seen a ghostly old lady cross the highway driving a herd of cattle just before the accident. Elsewhere, about two kilometres from the Nairobi highway towards Kore village, a ghost is said to haunt a bridge. It is claimed that many residents of the area, including a young man known as Joseph Omondi, have fallen victim to the ghost at the bridge.
Omondi recalls one night sometime back when he set out at night from his home near K’otieno Odongo village to visit his relatives in Kore. An architecture student at a Nairobi-based college, Omondi says when he approached the bridge he met an old woman clad in a buibui who requested for assistance.
"She pleaded for help to cross the bridge and I obliged, but by the time I crossed the bridge she had vanished," he said.
Villagers say the ghost often greets people in Dholuo: "Amosi swaya! Amosi swaya! (Warm greetings! Warm greetings!)." Additional sources Here
Across the country in Nyando District, stories of ghosts and haunted places abound, especially in Kore and Kobura.
Kobura location borders the partly stalled Ahero Rice Irrigation Scheme on the Kisumu-Nairobi highway. A four-kilometre stretch on the Ahero-Lela road is widely believed to be haunted by ghosts. On this stretch, many grisly road accidents have been witnessed between Korowe trading centre and Lela Secondary School.
A resident of the area, Mark Ojwang’ Nyabange, says the accident jinx was caused by the deaths of an old woman and a child who were run over by a vehicle many years ago. The residents believe the large number of accidents are caused by the dead woman’s ghost, which keeps coming back to confuse motorists.
Villagers who go to assist accident victims claim to have been told by the drivers that they had seen a ghostly old lady cross the highway driving a herd of cattle just before the accident. Elsewhere, about two kilometres from the Nairobi highway towards Kore village, a ghost is said to haunt a bridge. It is claimed that many residents of the area, including a young man known as Joseph Omondi, have fallen victim to the ghost at the bridge.
Omondi recalls one night sometime back when he set out at night from his home near K’otieno Odongo village to visit his relatives in Kore. An architecture student at a Nairobi-based college, Omondi says when he approached the bridge he met an old woman clad in a buibui who requested for assistance.
"She pleaded for help to cross the bridge and I obliged, but by the time I crossed the bridge she had vanished," he said.
Villagers say the ghost often greets people in Dholuo: "Amosi swaya! Amosi swaya! (Warm greetings! Warm greetings!)." Additional sources Here
Koma Rock-The Immovable Rock.
Solid Rock-Kit MikayiImposing hill
Travelling east from the Nairobi on the Nairobi-Kangundo highway, the expansive Ukambani plains roll out before the eyes.
As one approaches Kangundo town, a rocky outcrop comes into view. This is the famous Koma Rock, considered a shrine by many. The hill has been considered a sacred place since time immemorial.
Kamba elders used to journey to the rock to offer sacrifices to their gods at a designated shrine known locally as Ithembo. Ithembo in Kamba means a holy place. There, they would also pray for rain and for protection from plagues.
According to Paul Malinda, 80, the old folk believed that a strange and powerful force resided there. A fig tree still stands on the spot where the sacrifices were offered. Mzee Malinda says that stories were told of how visions of old men would appear at the shrine in the evenings and then disappear after a while.
He says that in 1970, road engineers constructing the Kangundo-Nairobi highway wanted to move the shrine so that the road could pass through the hill. This sparked a furious protest from Kamba elders. They agreed to have the shrine moved to another part of the hill, however, after a bag of sugar and two goats were offered to them as sacrifices.
"Despite the sacrifices, the blasting of rocks was very difficult — with machinery constantly breaking down," says Malinda. He claims the engineers abandoned the route after realising that there was an unknown power preventing the rock from being blasted. Today, the abandoned murram road is still visible from the top of the hill as it meanders through the Koma rock plains towards the city. Mzee Mwithi Musau, who is believed to have been born in 1900, says he was among those who used to offer sacrifices at the shrine, accompanying famous Kamba rainmakers and prophets.
Musau believes that it was a supernatural power that stopped the blasting of rocks.
Today, the shrine has been taken over by the Catholic Church, which has turned it into a site for pilgrimages. These days, it is often the scene of processions, singing of hymns, recital of prayers and fasting. Fr Thomas Vaddesary, who is in charge of the shrine, says the church chose it as a place where faithful could spend time in prayer.
"Koma rock is a place where traditional believers used to offer sacrifices in the past but now it has been turned into the shrine of our Lady," says Fr Thomas.
At the top of the shrine is an imposing 70-foot sculpture of Jesus Christ in the arms of his mother Mary after the body was lowered from the cross. Given its background and current religious activities, the Koma rock hill shrine is still a place of mystery for many.
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MENE'NKAI-The Place Of The Gods.
Tourist attraction
At the Menengai Crater in Nakuru, curious tourists are drawn to a controversial cave by stories of strange happenings that have convinced many that it is a haunted place.
A number of strange things are said to happen in the crater, such as people disappearing without trace.Others have lost directions for hours, or even days, only to be found by their relatives wandering around in a trance. Those who live nearby call a hill near the crater "kirima kia ngoma (Satan’s hill)". People claim to have seen the ‘devil’ riding a motorcycle there.
Last year, James Gichumuni (now deceased) allegedly spent two days in the crater. The old man, who had gone to the crater to graze his animals, failed to find his way out despite being well versed with the area. In another incident, a boy was found staring at a bird after going missing for seven days.
When asked where he was and what he was doing, he remarked, "I have been watching a beautiful vision for a few minutes."
Back in 1987, a schoolgirl disappeared without trace in the crater. Efforts by police to search for her using helicopters bore no results. The latest mystery about the crater is a ‘flying umbrella’ that appears whenever it rains. But no one has ever bothered to find out where the umbrella goes after the rains.
Although a good number of Christians go to the crater to fast and pray, it also attracts a fair number of suicides. Two Catholic priests are among dozens of people who have leapt to their deaths into the 845-metre crater. The latest incident was in November, last year, when a priest plunged his vehicle into the crater.
The local people believe that the crater is haunted by evil spirits that capture human beings and animals and hide them in the netherworld. It is believed that in the late 1950s and early 1960s, demons or ghosts used to farm on a fertile piece of land on the floor of the crater.
An elderly resident, Esther Wanjiru, says the ‘demons’ used to plough the land with tractors, plant wheat and harvest all within an hour. "You sat there watching and before you knew it, all these activities had taken place and the land would go back to its former state, a grassland with no activities or life," she claims.
Despite the eerie stories about the crater, pilgrims from as far as Kisumu, Kakamega and even Mombasa come to pray and fast at the site for days. Some even stay in the cave at the south of the crater for months. They say that they feel very close to God when praying in the crater.
The cave, large enough to house hundreds of people, commands a superb view of the crater.
At the Menengai Crater in Nakuru, curious tourists are drawn to a controversial cave by stories of strange happenings that have convinced many that it is a haunted place.
A number of strange things are said to happen in the crater, such as people disappearing without trace.Others have lost directions for hours, or even days, only to be found by their relatives wandering around in a trance. Those who live nearby call a hill near the crater "kirima kia ngoma (Satan’s hill)". People claim to have seen the ‘devil’ riding a motorcycle there.
Last year, James Gichumuni (now deceased) allegedly spent two days in the crater. The old man, who had gone to the crater to graze his animals, failed to find his way out despite being well versed with the area. In another incident, a boy was found staring at a bird after going missing for seven days.
When asked where he was and what he was doing, he remarked, "I have been watching a beautiful vision for a few minutes."
Back in 1987, a schoolgirl disappeared without trace in the crater. Efforts by police to search for her using helicopters bore no results. The latest mystery about the crater is a ‘flying umbrella’ that appears whenever it rains. But no one has ever bothered to find out where the umbrella goes after the rains.
Although a good number of Christians go to the crater to fast and pray, it also attracts a fair number of suicides. Two Catholic priests are among dozens of people who have leapt to their deaths into the 845-metre crater. The latest incident was in November, last year, when a priest plunged his vehicle into the crater.
The local people believe that the crater is haunted by evil spirits that capture human beings and animals and hide them in the netherworld. It is believed that in the late 1950s and early 1960s, demons or ghosts used to farm on a fertile piece of land on the floor of the crater.
An elderly resident, Esther Wanjiru, says the ‘demons’ used to plough the land with tractors, plant wheat and harvest all within an hour. "You sat there watching and before you knew it, all these activities had taken place and the land would go back to its former state, a grassland with no activities or life," she claims.
Despite the eerie stories about the crater, pilgrims from as far as Kisumu, Kakamega and even Mombasa come to pray and fast at the site for days. Some even stay in the cave at the south of the crater for months. They say that they feel very close to God when praying in the crater.
The cave, large enough to house hundreds of people, commands a superb view of the crater.
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Kituluni AntiGravity Hill
Weird goings on at Kituluni hill Ken
Ask about Kituluni hill in Machakos District and people are likely to take you aside and talk in hushed tones about strange goings-on, witchcraft and sightings of ghosts dressed in white.
You will be told about happenings that stand Isaac Newton’s Law of Gravity on its head, such as water flowing uphill.
Some 300 kilometres away from this spot, in Nakuru, equally unlikely stories are told about a mystery cave in the Menengai Crater.
Few places in Kenya, indeed in the world, are without their own stranger-than-fiction stories that defy logical explanation. Outsiders might dismiss them out of hand, but local people hold on to them with a firm conviction.
Kituluni, 12 kilometres east of Machakos town, has long been the subject of speculation, and visitors have travelled for miles to witness the strange goings-on at the extraordinary hill.
It is perhaps the only place in the world where a car that is switched off can roll uphill, unaided.
On the way to Kituluni, one passes through Mutituni and Kivutini. A tarmac road leads toward the strange spot. It is a dangerous drive with tortuous twists and turns. Halfway round the hill, regardless of the speed at which the car might be moving, it is always jerked forward and suddenly moves faster without any discernible change on the speedometer.
Kituluni hill covers an area of about a square kilometre, and if you want to prove that the hill is indeed as strange as it is said to be, you can carry out a few experiments.If you switch off the car and park it at the side of the road with nobody inside, it immediately begins to move up the hill at a speed of approximately 5kph.
It has been known to do this for a distance of up to a kilometre, and just to prove that this is no fluke, it has been done over and over again with the same results. Although the Kituluni spot lies on a very steep part of the hill, experiments carried out with water produce the same results. Water can be seen flowing up the hill, instead of down.
For about 20 metres, the water flows in this manner until it changes course and flows to the side, but even then it never at any one point flows downhill. The same pattern is repeated when an empty bottle is placed on the spot and even though it only rolls for a few metres, it moves all the same.
The villagers claim to have an explanation for this strange phenomenon.
It is said that many years ago the local people used to make sacrifices to their ancestors on the hill. In those days the area was known collectively as Kivutini. The sacrifices were meant to appease the ancestors and seek favours from them, such as bringing rain or casting out evil spirits.
There was an altar where special rituals were performed, and was thus regarded as a holy place. Things changed when the road passing through the area from Machakos town towards Kaloleni was constructed and people were forced to conduct their ceremonies further down the hill.
Although the road has been around for quite a few years, no one seems to remember when the strange happenings currently being witnessed started. Villagers say they have even seen strange people dressed in white who vanish as mysteriously as they appear.
Even though experts still hold a sceptical view on the area, no serious study has been conducted to explain the strange phenomenon.
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Kibera Love Potions
In a section of the noisy slum was an open booth that displayed many bottles of dried plants. It was a herb store. The storekeeper claimed that these dried plants would cure any sickness from stomachache to malaria. One of the bottles was a curious medicine: love potion. It is supposed to work as follows: the first person to whom someone who takes this medicine talks will fall in love with him or her. Whether or not this claimed utility is true, the medicine was sold alongside other, more normal medications.
Now I wondered how one could possibly use this love potion. Maybe one would approach his or her love interest, take a drink of this medicine, and say “Good morning, sweetheart”? Or ask him or her out and take it before greeting? I could not help but chuckle picturing all that. In another case, let’s say if you take this medicine before saying “Good morning” or “Hi” to your love interest, and are about to greet him or her, a middle-aged lady in the neighborhood approaches you and says “How are you?” and you reply, “Oh, couldn’t be better”, then that lady will fall for you? Practical applications of this medicine require much caution, I laughed thinking.
A few days after my visit to Kibera, I finished work, went home and had Kenyan beer, with a few things on my mind. I recalled the love potion. Even today that herb store is selling it. Slightly under the influence of the beer, I pictured people in the slum who would come to buy the medicine.
In the slum, it is hard just to make a living. Many are occupied with living day to day. To live today leads to living tomorrow. In such circumstances, I was somehow happy that the love potion was sold. In the slum that seemingly has no room for fun, there are love stories and people who want their love interest to respond in kind. People want others to love them and come to the store to buy the medicine with their hard-earned money. For some reason, such thoughts raised my spirits. And I had another drink of beer.
Does the Medicine Really Work?
Does the love potion actually work? That question also went through my mind. Maybe it does really work. But the most important effect is mental. A shy person who is unable to convey his or her feelings to his or her love interest takes this medicine as a morale booster, and talks to the love interest emboldened. If the medicine works, then the other person will return the feelings. That may be the idea that one who takes the medicine has.
The love potion is a nice medicine. A humane and interesting medicine. I feel even more so because it was sold in the slum. If I were ever allowed under different circumstances, I might consider giving it a try someday. But I would have to be really careful with the timing of taking it and a greeting from a neighborhood lady.
Note: If you would like to learn more about the Kibera slum, I recommend the film The Constant Gardener. Based on the John le Carré novel of the same title, the film features many scenes in the slum. It is an absorbing and socially conscious film that won Rachel Weisz, its main actress, the 2006 Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress.
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Now I wondered how one could possibly use this love potion. Maybe one would approach his or her love interest, take a drink of this medicine, and say “Good morning, sweetheart”? Or ask him or her out and take it before greeting? I could not help but chuckle picturing all that. In another case, let’s say if you take this medicine before saying “Good morning” or “Hi” to your love interest, and are about to greet him or her, a middle-aged lady in the neighborhood approaches you and says “How are you?” and you reply, “Oh, couldn’t be better”, then that lady will fall for you? Practical applications of this medicine require much caution, I laughed thinking.
A few days after my visit to Kibera, I finished work, went home and had Kenyan beer, with a few things on my mind. I recalled the love potion. Even today that herb store is selling it. Slightly under the influence of the beer, I pictured people in the slum who would come to buy the medicine.
In the slum, it is hard just to make a living. Many are occupied with living day to day. To live today leads to living tomorrow. In such circumstances, I was somehow happy that the love potion was sold. In the slum that seemingly has no room for fun, there are love stories and people who want their love interest to respond in kind. People want others to love them and come to the store to buy the medicine with their hard-earned money. For some reason, such thoughts raised my spirits. And I had another drink of beer.
Does the Medicine Really Work?
Does the love potion actually work? That question also went through my mind. Maybe it does really work. But the most important effect is mental. A shy person who is unable to convey his or her feelings to his or her love interest takes this medicine as a morale booster, and talks to the love interest emboldened. If the medicine works, then the other person will return the feelings. That may be the idea that one who takes the medicine has.
The love potion is a nice medicine. A humane and interesting medicine. I feel even more so because it was sold in the slum. If I were ever allowed under different circumstances, I might consider giving it a try someday. But I would have to be really careful with the timing of taking it and a greeting from a neighborhood lady.
Note: If you would like to learn more about the Kibera slum, I recommend the film The Constant Gardener. Based on the John le Carré novel of the same title, the film features many scenes in the slum. It is an absorbing and socially conscious film that won Rachel Weisz, its main actress, the 2006 Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress.
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Husband Learns The Hard Way.
A Kenyan Story: Errant Buru Buru Husband Learns His Lesson The Hard Way
Some stories are just too strange to be fiction and the one you are about to read falls neatly into this category.
This long suffering Kenyan wife knew her husband well and especially his promiscuity, but stayed in the marriage for the sake of her children. She did this at great risk to her life because we all know that these days, a husbands' infidelity can cost a wife their life though the dreaded Aids (okay, even a wife's infidelity can, but those cases are somewhat extremely rare.)
The couple moved into this new neighborhood and as usual the husband started playing his "games". It did not matter that the focus of his attention was a married woman whose husband traveled a lot. The woman lived right next door to them.
Luckily the young woman struck a friendship with the errant husband's wife (let us call the errant man "Jogoo").
Jogoo knew about the friendship and that is why he was a little surprised when the woman suddenly started softening towards his advances. To the extent where she invited him for a night of passionate lovemaking, as long as he followed her instructions to the letter. Jogoo could not believe his ears and at first thought that the woman was joking. But he soon realized that she was dead serious. He brushed aside any doubts he may have had by telling himself that most women found him irresistible.
The day of his "hot" date could not come soon enough but finally it arrived and Jogoo was in very high spirits the whole of that day, really looking forward with all his heart to the panned activities of the night. Of all his "conquests", this one had to be the most major. The young neighbors wife was extremely attractive and was now his wife's best friend. Meaning that she desired him so much that she was prepared to risk her friendship with his wife – what a turn on, Jogoo thought to himself. He decided to while the hours away having a few drinks at the nearby "local." His instructions were clear. He was to come in after midnight when chances of the woman's husband showing up unexpectedly were virtually nil. He had also been told not to switch on any lights (you never know which nosy neighbor would spot him, and tell his wife).
He kept himself amused flirting with the huge pot-bellied bar maid who obviously enjoyed his advances immensely. But then he was really no longer interested in her having already enjoyed her favors within a day or two of moving into the neighborhood.
Finally he glanced at his watch and noted that it was a minute or so to midnight. He hurriedly swallowed his last beer and left the bar almost running. He passed his own house and noted that all the lights were off, meaning that his wife had already gone to bed.
He went in through the back and found the key under the mat just as he had been told. Once inside, he locked the door behind him and tiptoed upstairs into his neighbor's bedroom.
She was waiting for him. The first thing that hit him as he entered the bedroom was her perfume. Very feminine but it also smelt like wild flowers. What followed was a night of wild lovemaking with the neighbor's wife. He fell into an exhausted sleep and by the time he woke up the sun was already shining through the still-drawn curtains. Events of the night came flooding back and he turned around with a wide smile to face his neighbor's wife with the thought being intimate one last time. Instead he got the shock of his life.
Lying there right next to him, eyes open and looking straight at him was his dear wife!!
His wife congratulated him for displaying a passion that she had never known him for. Jogoo was too shocked to say anything.
Apparently the two wives had decided to teach him a lesson and to carry out an experiment that proved what psychologists have always been saying – that sex is really in the mind. They had switched places and Jogoo's own wife had worn her friend's night dress and used her perfume and waited eagerly for her own errant husband, who had not recognized her in the dark bedroom and amazingly during the entire long night of lovemaking
Thanks To Chris
Some stories are just too strange to be fiction and the one you are about to read falls neatly into this category.
This long suffering Kenyan wife knew her husband well and especially his promiscuity, but stayed in the marriage for the sake of her children. She did this at great risk to her life because we all know that these days, a husbands' infidelity can cost a wife their life though the dreaded Aids (okay, even a wife's infidelity can, but those cases are somewhat extremely rare.)
The couple moved into this new neighborhood and as usual the husband started playing his "games". It did not matter that the focus of his attention was a married woman whose husband traveled a lot. The woman lived right next door to them.
Luckily the young woman struck a friendship with the errant husband's wife (let us call the errant man "Jogoo").
Jogoo knew about the friendship and that is why he was a little surprised when the woman suddenly started softening towards his advances. To the extent where she invited him for a night of passionate lovemaking, as long as he followed her instructions to the letter. Jogoo could not believe his ears and at first thought that the woman was joking. But he soon realized that she was dead serious. He brushed aside any doubts he may have had by telling himself that most women found him irresistible.
The day of his "hot" date could not come soon enough but finally it arrived and Jogoo was in very high spirits the whole of that day, really looking forward with all his heart to the panned activities of the night. Of all his "conquests", this one had to be the most major. The young neighbors wife was extremely attractive and was now his wife's best friend. Meaning that she desired him so much that she was prepared to risk her friendship with his wife – what a turn on, Jogoo thought to himself. He decided to while the hours away having a few drinks at the nearby "local." His instructions were clear. He was to come in after midnight when chances of the woman's husband showing up unexpectedly were virtually nil. He had also been told not to switch on any lights (you never know which nosy neighbor would spot him, and tell his wife).
He kept himself amused flirting with the huge pot-bellied bar maid who obviously enjoyed his advances immensely. But then he was really no longer interested in her having already enjoyed her favors within a day or two of moving into the neighborhood.
Finally he glanced at his watch and noted that it was a minute or so to midnight. He hurriedly swallowed his last beer and left the bar almost running. He passed his own house and noted that all the lights were off, meaning that his wife had already gone to bed.
He went in through the back and found the key under the mat just as he had been told. Once inside, he locked the door behind him and tiptoed upstairs into his neighbor's bedroom.
She was waiting for him. The first thing that hit him as he entered the bedroom was her perfume. Very feminine but it also smelt like wild flowers. What followed was a night of wild lovemaking with the neighbor's wife. He fell into an exhausted sleep and by the time he woke up the sun was already shining through the still-drawn curtains. Events of the night came flooding back and he turned around with a wide smile to face his neighbor's wife with the thought being intimate one last time. Instead he got the shock of his life.
Lying there right next to him, eyes open and looking straight at him was his dear wife!!
His wife congratulated him for displaying a passion that she had never known him for. Jogoo was too shocked to say anything.
Apparently the two wives had decided to teach him a lesson and to carry out an experiment that proved what psychologists have always been saying – that sex is really in the mind. They had switched places and Jogoo's own wife had worn her friend's night dress and used her perfume and waited eagerly for her own errant husband, who had not recognized her in the dark bedroom and amazingly during the entire long night of lovemaking
Thanks To Chris
TALES OF THE DEAD
Disrespect the dead at your own peril
It is said that dead men tale no tales, but they sure deserve respect. And a mortuary attendant can attest to this.
Tempers flared when a group of mourners confronted the attendant at midnight accusing him of mishandling a corpse they had brought to a hospital in Taita District for preservation.
The angry mourners from Wundanyi attacked the Wesu District Hospital worker after he allegedly dropped the body on the floor in a fit of anger. This was after the mourners declined to part with a bribe of Sh1,500, which he demanded before working on the corpse.
And to save himself from possible lynching, the besieged attendant grabbed a syringe used in the preservation of dead bodies, forcing his attackers to scamper for safety.
The mourners condemned the man’s callous attitude towards the corpse, describing him as heartless.
"His action was a sign of lack of disrespect for the dead and that’s why we decided to discipline him. Even the dead deserve to be treated humanely," said Mr Stephen Mwangula, a cousin to the deceased.
The mourners later frog-marched the attendant to the Wundanyi Police Station, with a police source later saying the matter was settled amicably.
Thanks To Renny
It is said that dead men tale no tales, but they sure deserve respect. And a mortuary attendant can attest to this.
Tempers flared when a group of mourners confronted the attendant at midnight accusing him of mishandling a corpse they had brought to a hospital in Taita District for preservation.
The angry mourners from Wundanyi attacked the Wesu District Hospital worker after he allegedly dropped the body on the floor in a fit of anger. This was after the mourners declined to part with a bribe of Sh1,500, which he demanded before working on the corpse.
And to save himself from possible lynching, the besieged attendant grabbed a syringe used in the preservation of dead bodies, forcing his attackers to scamper for safety.
The mourners condemned the man’s callous attitude towards the corpse, describing him as heartless.
"His action was a sign of lack of disrespect for the dead and that’s why we decided to discipline him. Even the dead deserve to be treated humanely," said Mr Stephen Mwangula, a cousin to the deceased.
The mourners later frog-marched the attendant to the Wundanyi Police Station, with a police source later saying the matter was settled amicably.
Thanks To Renny
Is Any Of Your Stuff Missing?Forget The Cops,Call The Witchman.
Lost your property? Call a witchdoctor
More people are turning to witchcraft to seek restitution after their property is stolen.
A suspected cattle thief was subjected to such treatment in Ukwala, Siaya District after residents found him chewing grass.
And after his arrest, local DC Boaz Cherutich and OCPD Johnston Ipara visited Ugunja Police Post to witness the rare spectacle.
The incident was sparked by the theft of five head of cattle in Nyamasare village last Friday. This led the owner to enlist the services of a witchdoctor.
Police had a hectic time controlling wananchi who wanted to get a glimpse of the suspect, a dazed houseboy who could hardly stand on his feet.
The DC, who had dismissed the surreal claims that the man had been chewing grass, ordered the police to force open the suspect’s mouth. On inspection, pieces of grass were found.
The owner of the animals, Ambrose Amoth, 67, said he was confident the suspect would disclose where his precious cattle had been taken.
Amoth explained he had travelled to Bungoma where he paid Sh16,000 to a witchdoctor to work his magic.
Thanks to George
More people are turning to witchcraft to seek restitution after their property is stolen.
A suspected cattle thief was subjected to such treatment in Ukwala, Siaya District after residents found him chewing grass.
And after his arrest, local DC Boaz Cherutich and OCPD Johnston Ipara visited Ugunja Police Post to witness the rare spectacle.
The incident was sparked by the theft of five head of cattle in Nyamasare village last Friday. This led the owner to enlist the services of a witchdoctor.
Police had a hectic time controlling wananchi who wanted to get a glimpse of the suspect, a dazed houseboy who could hardly stand on his feet.
The DC, who had dismissed the surreal claims that the man had been chewing grass, ordered the police to force open the suspect’s mouth. On inspection, pieces of grass were found.
The owner of the animals, Ambrose Amoth, 67, said he was confident the suspect would disclose where his precious cattle had been taken.
Amoth explained he had travelled to Bungoma where he paid Sh16,000 to a witchdoctor to work his magic.
Thanks to George
Mombasa Road Claims Its Due In Blood.
Kenya bus crash kills seventy
Seventy people have been killed in Kenya in one of the worst road accidents in the country's history.
Police said the crash took place when an overloaded bus was crushed between trucks as it tried to overtake on the main highway linking the capital, Nairobi, and the port city of Mombasa.
Many more people were injured, and were ferried to hospital.
A BBC correspondent who visited the scene, says emergency services did not arrive quickly, but once underway, the rescue effort was well-co-ordinated. The accident comes just three weeks another bus crash claimed the lives of more than seventy people, making it the country's worst road accident.
From the newsroom of the BBC World Service
Seventy people have been killed in Kenya in one of the worst road accidents in the country's history.
Police said the crash took place when an overloaded bus was crushed between trucks as it tried to overtake on the main highway linking the capital, Nairobi, and the port city of Mombasa.
Many more people were injured, and were ferried to hospital.
A BBC correspondent who visited the scene, says emergency services did not arrive quickly, but once underway, the rescue effort was well-co-ordinated. The accident comes just three weeks another bus crash claimed the lives of more than seventy people, making it the country's worst road accident.
From the newsroom of the BBC World Service
Nithi Blackspot Leaves 45 Dead.
Friday, 25 August, 2000.
Kenya bus hurtles into river
The latest in a spate of major transport accidents
At least 45 people were killed on Thursday when a bus plunged off a bridge into a river in eastern Kenya.
The bus was travelling to the Indian Ocean port city of Mombasa when the accident happened on Thursday evening.
The high bridge which spans the Nithi river in eastern Kenya is a notorious black spot: at least 158 people have now died there in the past five years.
The bus involved in the latest accident ploughed over the edge of the bridge into the water below.
At least 27 people survived. They were rushed 30km to a mission hospital, the nearest place where they could receive treatment.
Police fear the death toll will rise because some victims may still be trapped in the wreckage.
The bus had an official capacity of 65 but it was believed to be carrying at least 80 passengers.
Greedy drivers blamed
Speeding and overloading on buses is a common problem in Kenya where regulations are often ignored and passengers are squeezed into every available space so that the bus operators get the maximum profit.
Two years ago, 56 people died in a similar incident at the bridge.
Kenya has been hit by a spate of transport disasters over the past few weeks.
Six days ago a train laden with gas exploded near Nairobi, killing 29 people.
The previous week at least 10 people died when a passenger train derailed in western Kenya
Courtesy of Cathy Jenkins The BBC
Kenya bus hurtles into river
The latest in a spate of major transport accidents
At least 45 people were killed on Thursday when a bus plunged off a bridge into a river in eastern Kenya.
The bus was travelling to the Indian Ocean port city of Mombasa when the accident happened on Thursday evening.
The high bridge which spans the Nithi river in eastern Kenya is a notorious black spot: at least 158 people have now died there in the past five years.
The bus involved in the latest accident ploughed over the edge of the bridge into the water below.
At least 27 people survived. They were rushed 30km to a mission hospital, the nearest place where they could receive treatment.
Police fear the death toll will rise because some victims may still be trapped in the wreckage.
The bus had an official capacity of 65 but it was believed to be carrying at least 80 passengers.
Greedy drivers blamed
Speeding and overloading on buses is a common problem in Kenya where regulations are often ignored and passengers are squeezed into every available space so that the bus operators get the maximum profit.
Two years ago, 56 people died in a similar incident at the bridge.
Kenya has been hit by a spate of transport disasters over the past few weeks.
Six days ago a train laden with gas exploded near Nairobi, killing 29 people.
The previous week at least 10 people died when a passenger train derailed in western Kenya
Courtesy of Cathy Jenkins The BBC
Matatu Nightmare,Stop The Rape.
Passengers Inside A Kenyan MatatuA True Kenyan Story: Matatu Nightmare
When I boarded the matatu headed for my rural home in Nyeri that fateful day in 2001, it never crossed my mind that there was such great horror ahead for me and the other female passengers in that vehicle.
If anything, it had been very reassuring that a thorough search had been carried out on all passengers prior to our boarding the matatu at the popular Nyamakima bus stage, in downtown Nairobi. Matatu-jackings had become too common and this precaution was very re-assuring because it meant that there was nobody onboard carrying a gun.
The journey was uneventful until we were a few kilometres from reaching our destination. A very young man that you would never suspect who was seated at the front of the Nissan minibus next to the driver asked the driver to drop him off at a very dark remote place on the main road. It sounded like a reasonable request. After all it was now dark and it made sense for somebody to be dropped off as close as possible to where they were going, although the place was so dark that it didn't look like anybody lived anywhere close by for miles around.
The moment the vehicle stopped there was a commotion at the back and three other young men (they couldn't have been more than 19 years old) emerged brandishing guns.
I was seated around the middle of the matatu and I froze in horror and went numb. Everything started happening in a hallucinatory way, like it was happening to somebody else or in a movie. There had been a total of 4 car-jackers in the matatu. They took over the vehicle and drove off the main road into the bush for several minutes. We finally stopped in what appeared to be a small clearing.
They proceeded to swiftly rob passengers of all their valuables at gunpoint. Wallets, mobile phones and all sorts of valuables were all put inside a makeshift sack they had fashioned from several shirts belonging to passengers. But the nightmare was only just beginning.
All passengers were then asked to strip naked and our clothes put in a heap. We stood there shivering out of fright and the chilly night air. We were then ordered at gun point to have sex with each other. I saw at least two of the gangsters also involved in the rape of passengers but they used condoms, which were also later recovered from the scene of the crime by the police.
At least two people penetrated me. One an elderly man who was stinking of sweat. It was all too horrible to imagine, let alone be involved in. It continued for what looked like forever. Finally we realized that the gangsters had left (with our clothes as well, so that it was difficult for us to seek help).
My normal senses started returning to me and I had these terrible feelings that are difficult to describe. I felt filthy and violated, there was deep fear in me. What would my husband say? Had I contracted AIDS? It was a horror that did not leave me and will probably never leave me completely.
Even today I can't bring myself to talk about it. This experience of writing it down is the first time I have really described it in any detail.
I have never gone for an AIDS test to date, although we were all treated at the district hospital and given medication. I am no longer with my husband as result of this incident although he supports our children. I have no idea how the guns were never discovered in the search carried out prior to the beginning of our journey.
Blogger/Editor's note:
(Gang rape and forced sex during matatu car jackings and even during robberies in homes is still a menace in Kenya today, although it has dramatically reduced from the high statistics of 2000 to 2002. What makes it worse is that most cases go unreported or are reported days after in scanty detail.
In the same year when this particular incident happened, a matatu carrying mainly female nurses going off duty was hijacked somewhere on Ngong Road and the passengers, including the nurses raped and forced to have sex with other passengers. The vehicle was later abandoned somewhere in Kawangware where people going to work the next morning came across it with condoms scattered all over the floor of the Nissan minibus.
This is a sick, bizarre and inhuman crime whose origin or motivations are unclear. People point to the increased use of drugs and exposures to Internet sex (some of which have violent tendencies) as possible causes.)
Thanks To Chris
Run,Magistrate Run.
Magistrate flees for dear life
In these days of prison riots and inmates smearing warders with human waste, it may not be easy to get close to anyone behind bars.
That must be what went through the mind of a magistrate in Malindi when she fled her courtroom and hid in her chambers yesterday morning. She was startled when she discovered that a suspect had sneaked under her table.
Principal Magistrate Beatrice Jarden fled when she found the suspect inches from her seat. How Zawadi Kenga, an arson suspect, left the dock and went under the table, even with the presence of policemen and prison warders in the courtroom, could not be explained.
Ms Jarden locked herself in her office until the suspect was taken to the court cells.
When the court resumed 30 minutes later, the 17-year-old from Marafa Division was accused of setting houses on fire in Bore village .
He denied the charges and the now composed magistrate, ordered that he be subjected to a mental check up.
Additional Reporting By Paul
Samburu Lioness Adopts Sixth Oryx A Fixation Perhaps?
Kamuniak And Daughter OryxLioness adopts Sixth baby oryx - KENYA
Tourists flocked to watch the unlikely pair. A lioness in Kenya has adopted another baby oryx - her Sixth in as
many months, game wardens at the northern Samburu National Park have reported. The lioness is said to allow a
female oryx several minutes each day to feed the new-born calf.
The oryx would normally represent a tasty meal to a lion, but this is not the first time the lioness has placed a
calf under her protection.
One was seen in her company in December last year, but it was eaten by other lions after two weeks. Another calf
was taken away from her in February and placed in a zoo because it showed signs of malnourishment.
Dangers
The chief game warden in Samburu, Simon Leirana, said that the lioness was seen with a baby oryx no more then
three days old early on Saturday. "We are baffled. We do not know what to do with this third oryx," said Mr
Leirana. He said wildlife officials might decide to let nature take its course, leaving the calf to take its chances
with starvation or other predators. The lioness is said to be "fiercely protective" of the oryx - becoming very
aggressive when any human come near. Three adult onyxes have been seen near the unlikely duo though, one of
which is believed to be the mother.
grief stricken
When the last calf was eaten by a male lion while she slept, the lioness was said to have been stricken with grief - she went around roaring in
anger. Cases of lionesses showing maternal affection for animals they would normally see as prey are not unprecedented, conservationist Daphne
Sheldrick said. "It does happen, but it's quite unusual. Lions, like all the other species, including human beings, have this kind of feelings for
babies," she said. Local newspapers have noted that all three adoptions occurred on significant days - Christmas, Valentine's Day & Good Friday.
courtesy of unusuals
Pants Down Snake Man.
Poacher caught with pants down
Poachers steal game trophy such as ivory, but a rare type of poacher has been caught in Kakamega.
The man, carrying two poisonous snakes in a bag, was discovered when he stopped to answer a call of nature in the bush at Isecheno village in Shinyalu Division and the reptiles — a Gabon Viper and a Rhino Viper stolen from Kakamega Forest — slithered out.
A man passing by spotted them and raised the alarm. Villagers responded by killing the Gabon Viper, while the other snake escaped during the commotion.
The suspect was arrested by Kenya Wildlife Service officials and handed over to the police.
With the persuasion of a few slaps, he confessed: "I have captured and sold many poisonous snakes from this forest. I sell them in Mombasa."
Snakes are believed to be in high demand at the Coast, where medicinemen extract poison for sexual treatment as aphrodisiacs or for witchcraft.
Snake venom is also exported to India and China to make anti-venom drugs.
There are more than 25 species of snakes at Kakamega Forest National Reserve facing extinction.
Additional Reporting By Rose Obala
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