Spellbound Chronicles

I was never the type to believe in things like spells or spiritual help. I always thought love was either there or it wasn’t. But the day my wife walked out on me, I realized the world is not always that simple. My name is Kevin. I live in Nairobi. I’m a mechanic in Gikambura. …

I always believed that love is about trust. But sometimes, too much trust can blind you. My name is John and I live in Migori. For five years, I thought I had the perfect wife. Beautiful, prayerful, respectful—at least that’s what I used to think. But deep down, I started noticing small changes. She started …

There has been drama in Kakamega Town this morning after a man who broke into a shop ended up crying loudly from inside, calling for help and begging for forgiveness. Residents who rushed to the scene said they have never seen anything like it. The incident happened just three hours ago near the main bus …

There was a time I used to preach to only three people in church. One was my wife, the other my cousin, and the last one was the caretaker of the plot where we had rented space. That’s it. Every Sunday I would wake up early, clean the plastic chairs, set up the speaker, and …

My name is Kioko, and this is a story I never imagined I’d be telling. It all started a few days after the fire broke out at Gikomba market. The place was chaotic—ashes, twisted metal, and broken dreams everywhere. Like many other traders, I lost almost everything in that fire. But that wasn't the worst …

I never thought I would say this out loud, but betting almost ruined my life. It almost took me to the grave. I was deep in it. I would wake up and the first thing I did was check Aviator. Even before brushing my teeth. I used to think maybe this time I will win …

I never imagined I’d one day be telling this story, but here I am—grateful, humbled, and deeply moved by what happened. My name is James, and for two years, I lived with my wife in what I believed was a happy marriage. We had a beautiful baby, just a year old, and although things weren’t …

For almost five years, I stayed at home with no job. Just sitting there, watching the news, seeing people I used to work with being promoted, getting appointed, getting mentioned by big people. I would look at my phone, hoping it rings. Nothing. I would refresh my email. Zero. I even stopped attending events because …

For months, people in his own political backyard whispered behind his back. “He’s finished,” they said. “He had potential but now he’s useless.” Before all this, he was a respected Nairobi County official with a strong following. People admired him for his work ethic and the way he helped youth groups and women-led businesses. He …

There was a time I felt like a complete failure. I used to sit outside my shop in Umoja, just watching people pass. Most of them never even looked my way. Some would come in, ask the price of something, then walk out without buying. I was doing everything I could think of — running …

Sometimes, you can do everything right and still feel like the world is against you. That was my life. That was my marriage. I had been married for three years to a woman I loved deeply. Her name is Cynthia. Beautiful, smart, soft-spoken — she was my dream woman. We didn’t have much, but we …

Kuna vile maisha huchange bila hata warning. One minute you're the guy people ignore in parties, the next minute someone’s daughter is kneeling in front of you saying “Baby I love you, please just give me a chance.” And not just any daughter, an MP’s daughter. This is not a movie. It is my real …

You know that kind of betrayal that makes your stomach turn? The one that comes from someone close. Not a stranger. Not a thief in the night. But someone you’ve shared ugali with. That is what happened to me last year, and I still feel the sting like it was yesterday. I had just gotten …

Sometimes, pain doesn't come with noise. It just sits in your chest, heavy, like a stone. You walk around with it, smile at people, laugh even — but inside, you're breaking. That was me. Walking like a normal man, talking like things were fine, but slowly dying inside. For about three months, something just didn’t …

Bad things were following me like a shadow. It’s like I’d leave the house in the morning and danger would be standing outside waiting to escort me. I’m talking about almost getting mugged more than once, escaping a car crash by a miracle, and going through long weeks of weird dreams and constant fear. Everywhere …