21/05/2026
I used to think boda guys were overreacting with all these ⛓️ chains, padlocks🔐, hidden switches and sleeping next to their bikes 😭😂
Then I bought a small CC bike…
And now I fully understand why some people park their nduthi inside the sitting room like a new born baby.
You see, I own a bigger CC sports bike. Rare machine. Loud enough to wake the ancestors,caretaker and the neighbours. Expensive. Fully insured. The kind of bike thieves look at and decide “wachana na hiyo,iko na kazi mingi” 😭
I have never stressed about its security. I can literally park it somewhere and go drink tea in peace.
But after kufanya calculations za adulthood and realizing fuel prices in Kenya are now sponsored by tears and depression, I decided:
“Why am I using a sports bike for errands like buying tomatoes and carrying one loaf of bread?”
So I looked for a cheaper daily commuter.
A humble TVS 125cc.
MY BROTHER IN CHRIST 😭😭😭
The moment I bought that bike, people started warning me like I had adopted a missing child.
“Hizo huenda sana.”
“Usiache hiyo bike nje.”
“TVS si bike, ni community property.”
“Unaweza amka upate ikona owner mpya.”
The first night I parked it at home, I locked it, checked it, went to bed… then after 5 minutes nikatoka tena kuconfirm k**a bado iko 😭
At this point my expensive sports bike was parked peacefully in the same compound looking at me like:
“So this is the one you truly love?”
Even my wife got confused:
“How are you worried about the cheaper bike while the expensive one is right there?”
Madam… let me educate you 😭
Sports bikes are admired.
Small CC bikes are HUNTED.
These things get stolen more than pencils in primary school.
Now I finally understand why boda riders have:
⛓️ Chains
🔒 Padlocks the size of cooking sufurias
⚡ Hidden kill switches
📍 Secret parking locations
👀 Trust issues
😤 Anger issues
😭 Trauma
And because fear has now entered my bloodstream, I even sprayed paint markings all over my bike kuweka alama 😭😂
My bike now looks like exhibit A in a police station.
Someone asked me:
“Mbona umepaka iyo rangi ya white hapo?”
Brother… at this point if someone steals it, I want wananchi to identify it faster than a wanted criminal 😭
I have invested in:
✅ A chain
✅ A 2500 padlock
✅ Paint markings
✅ Strategic parking
✅ Random midnight checks
✅ Spiritual warfare
✅ Panic attacks whenever I hear a gate opening
And after all this… bado nalala na one eye open like a goat near Christmas 😭
But jokes aside, bike theft in Kenya is painful.
Most of these bikes are not luxury. They are survival machines. School fees. Rent. Food. Hospital bills. Entire families depend on one bike.
Some riders save for years, take loans, skip meals, suffer in silence just to own one bike… only for someone to disappear with it in one night.
That pain is not funny at all 💔
If your bike has ever been stolen, tell us your story in the comments 😭
Attach photos if you still have them. Let’s hear these nduthi survival stories because Kenyan riders are living one step away from hypertension 😂💔