Its long since I last posted on my blog, but now am fully loaded, with a lot of love expectations from everyone, I love life and what it all offers no matter the challenges because everyday I rise up I give thanks for my life even if its hard its the ultimate prize.

Am walking through this path of life, road so tough with so many signs, i have to make it to the end of the road, no human can put me down, I give you message in the right way, I give you message with a positive message, I preach to you with an inspiration.

WHO KILLED GACHURI ?

Gachuri was the best designer in our company, he always did great projects
that many could not accomplish in the expected time like he did. He was always 
a social guy, many came to love.

He always did work given to him with keen and great determination. He also was
a big fan of football a game that had the most supporters in the world and still it has.

     On Tuesday morning as we were reporting to work, we could not believe what
we so and even what shocked us, was who we found lying at the basement with
three bullet wounds, It was Gachuri body socked in blood.

       After Half an hour the company was full with police officer from almost all the
forces, from Men in Blue, CID, Flying Squad and even more that I never knew by name.

          The scene shocked everyone; we asked ourselves questions that we could
not get answers, what would have happened to Gachuri? Who would have killed him?
and what would have been the cause of his killing? No one could answer this questions
instead, we found ourselves answering question from the Interrogation of the Criminal
Investigation Department’s (CID) officers.

      "What type of a person was he?” Was the first question I found myself being asked.
“Was he in a disagreement with anyone in the company?” was what followed. I found
myself in a place that was tight because Gachuri was my best friend.

         The previous day we had gone to dinner together, for he was celebrating his 
success for a contract he had won, and one that could see him employ himself one
he was paid. We had fan and he was to report to work very early, in order to start working
on KENSO LTD project that would pay him Three Million the company having dedicated its
parentage.

         Knowing this my mind thought of possibility, David was focusing on the same project.
Sometimes back they had even argued about the project. Now I had to help the CID with
this information. I remembered what had conspired on the day Gachuri and David had argued.

      Gachuri had informed David of a project that he intended to apply for, the project would
pay him too much money “which project are you talking about?” David the colleague had 
asked "It’s the project from KENSO LTD "Gachuri answered" It can’t be! I was applying for
that project”, David complained

"No am aiming at the project to be my biggest project "Gachuri answered. “I will not agree" 
David said. Then he had left very upset.

       I decide that I was the one to testify against David, I really confused what I had witnessed.
David pleaded not guilty at the first hearing, he was realized with bail of kSh 300,000,
I never lose hope I insisted that it was really David who was behind the murder of Gachuri.

         It was now a year since the case had started, I even forgot about the most

Important thing I could be doing and focused on accusing David for lose of my best friend.
Frequently David had visited me asking why I had decided to incriminate him.

        After five months, seventeen months after the case had started, the case was ruled in
favor of David because, of lack conclusive evidence. Now it was when I discovered I had
wasted too much time.

         After this long the CID came with full prove on who had killed Gachuri, only

to find that I was the killer of my most endurable friend, I could not believe it.

        It was a pity because I didn’t even know I was the killer of my own DREAM of being a
designer, yet I had chosen to blame others and waste my time.

         You may be like, a wannabe designer this doesn’t only mean a designer but whatever

You do in life. Are you the killer? killing your own dreams then, choosing to blame others for
your own failures and blander. Peruse yourself and know if you are the killer.

Written by Nelson Munyiri aka Nelmo

Email:Nelmokenia@yahoo.com

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MUNYIRI REPORTS: My Dog Can Walk On Water There was a hunter who c...

MUNYIRI REPORTS: My Dog Can Walk On Water
There was a hunter who c...: "My Dog Can Walk On Water There was a hunter who came into the possession of a special bird dog. The dog was the only one of its kind, becau..."

My Dog Can Walk On Water
There was a hunter who came into the possession of a special bird dog. The dog was the only one of its kind, because it can walk on water. One day he invited a friend to go hunting with him so that he could show off his prized possession. After some time, they shot a few ducks, which fell into the river. The man ordered his dog to run and fetch the birds. The dog ran on water to fetch the birds. The man was expecting a compliment about the amazing dog, but did not receive it. Being curious, he asked his friend if the friend had noticed anything unusual about the dog. The friend replied, “Yes, I did see something unusual about your dog. Your dog can’t swim!”

  Success Principles
More than 90% of the people that we face everyday are negative. They choose to look at the hole in the middle rather than the doughnut. Do not expect compliments or encouragement from them. These are the people who cannot pull you out of your present situation. They can only push you down. So be aware of them, spend less time with them, and do not let them steal your dreams away from you.

Everything Happens For The Good

There was once a King who had a wise advisor. The advisor followed the King everywhere, and his favorite advice was, “Everything happens for the good”. One day the King went hunting and had a little accident. He shot an arrow at his own foot and was injured. He asked the advisor what he thought about the accident, to which the advisor replied, “Everything happens for the good”. This time the King was really upset and ordered for his advisor to be put in prison. The King asked his advisor, “Now, what do you think?” The advisor again replied, “Everything happens for the good”. So the advisor remained in prison.

The King later went on a hunting trip, this time without the advisor. The King was then captured by some cannibals. He was taken to the cannibals' camp where he was to be the evening meal for the cannibals. Before putting him into the cooking pot he was thoroughly inspected. The cannibals saw the wound on the King’s foot and decided to throw him back into the jungle. According to the cannibals' tradition, they would not eat anything that was imperfect. As a result the King was spared. The King suddenly realized what his advisor said was true. The advisor also escaped death because had he not been in prison, he would have followed the King on the hunting trip, and would have ended up in the cooking pot.

Success Principles It is true that everything in life happens for a purpose, and always for our own good. If you think about it, all our past experiences actually happened to bring us to where we are today, and it is always for the good. All the past experiences makes us a better person. So, whatever challenges that we may face today, consider it happening to bring us to the next level.

~ Talent without discipline is like an octopus on roller skates. There's plenty of movement, but you never know if it's going to be forward, backwards, or sideways.

Use what talents you possess; the woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best. ~

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Allways make your freetime count for something,Youths we always waste our free time carelessly as if you not see the next minute.I make sure that i do something that I can say that I did when I had nothing to do. Always make yourself busy so that atleast no one will see how idle you are.Halla!