Today early in the morning, residents of Kayole were shocked by an incident that some are calling spiritual punishment. It happened along Spine Road just next to the M-Pesa stage. The time was around six thirty when people started hearing strange noises. At first, many thought maybe it was a street fight or a minor matatu accident.
But when a few people rushed to the scene, they saw something very confusing. A grown man had taken off all his clothes. He was standing under the public tap with water running. What shocked people most was not that he was bathing in the open. It was the fact that he had a bright red handbag tied tightly on his head like a crown.
And he looked confused.
The Bag Looked Familiar to Some
Mama Njeri, who sells bananas near the bus stop, said she recognised the handbag immediately.
“That bag was with a lady who cried here yesterday,” she said.
It turned out the handbag had been stolen just the evening before. A young woman had boarded a matatu near Donholm and sat quietly. She held her handbag on her lap. Somewhere between Jogoo Road and Kayole Junction, she dozed off briefly. When she woke up, the handbag was gone. Nobody had seen anything. No one had answers.
She reported to the matatu conductor and cried. But people just told her, “Pole sana. These things happen.”
Little did she know, less than twelve hours later, the same handbag would be on full display. But this time, not in the hands of a thief. It was tied on his head as he bathed like a mad man.
Crowd Grows Fast
By seven in the morning, the crowd had grown big. Some were laughing. Others were recording videos. Some just stood silently in shock.
The man, who appeared to be in his early thirties, did not talk at first. He just continued bathing slowly under the tap. He was rubbing his chest and underarms with soap while balancing the handbag on his head like it was part of his body.
Children were told to go away but many peeped from the sides. The shame on the man’s face could not be hidden.
Then He Started Talking on His Own
Suddenly, the man started crying and talking at the same time. He slapped his chest and sat on the wet pavement.
“I am sorry mama,” he shouted. “I took your bag. I thought I was smart. But now see me. Look at me!”
People gasped.
He went on to explain in tears.
“There was no money inside. Only a small lip balm, Always and a few coins. But now I cannot remove it. It has stuck on my head since last night.”
He said he had tried pulling it off using hot water, oil, and soap but nothing worked.
The Owner is Identified
As the man kept crying, two women stepped forward. One of them said the bag belonged to her workmate who had lost it the previous day. They tried removing it from the man’s head but he screamed loudly.
“It burns. Please stop. It is as if there is fire inside,” he cried.
The women confirmed it was indeed the same bag. Everything was inside, nothing touched. They made a few calls and told the owner to rush to the scene.
She Came Quietly
Just before eight in the morning, the owner arrived. She was in tears even before she saw the man. The moment she saw her bag on his head, she stood still. The crowd gave her space.
She did not scream. She did not shout. She just whispered, “It is mine. That is my bag.”
The thief saw her and went on his knees.
“I am finished. Forgive me. Please forgive me,” he said.
The Woman Refused Violence
Some in the crowd wanted to beat the man. Others wanted to take him to the police. But the woman refused. She simply said, “Let him suffer like this. Let this be his punishment. I do not want to add more.”
She then walked away quietly with her bag.
Whispers Begin to Spread in the Crowd
That is when murmurs started.
“This is not normal,” one boda rider said. “Hii ni mambo ya watu wanaenda kwa watu wa kufunga mwizi.”
Another added, “She said police refused to help her. She went the other way. And it worked overnight.”
As people exchanged theories, one man whispered something powerful.
“She called the number that is now doing rounds. The one everyone in business now knows.”
Later, we managed to confirm this number. It is +254795613711.
The number is now shared across shops, markets, and homes. Many say if you lose anything and you are tired of being ignored at the police station, just call that number quietly. What follows is shocking.
More Than Just a Curse
From what we saw today, this is not just a curse. It is a lesson. It is public teaching without using violence. The man got his shame in full view of neighbours and strangers. But no one touched him. No one beat him.
He carried his own punishment. He cried. He confessed. He returned what he took. And then he disappeared.
What Happened Later?
After sitting for two hours under the tap, the man suddenly stood up. The handbag had somehow fallen off. He picked it up and walked to the woman’s shop. He placed it gently at the door and walked away.
Some say he collapsed near the roundabout. Others say he boarded a matatu and disappeared forever. No one knows.
But this one thing is sure — he will never try that again.
Kayole Still Talking
Even at midday today, people were still discussing the incident.
A mama selling boiled maize said, “This is the first time a thief has been punished without police or mob justice.”
A boda boda rider said, “We should stop wasting time. Let victims use the shortcut. It works faster than court.”
Hard Lessons for Thieves
These events are not isolated anymore. From Umoja to Rongai to Kisumu, strange reactions from thieves are being witnessed daily.
Some return goods in silence. Others cry. Others behave like children. Some even confess out loud in markets.
The common thing? All of them are touched by something they do not understand.
And most of the victims mention the same quiet number that changed their story. The number is +254795613711.
Final Words for Victims
Have you been robbed? Did police ignore you? Have you watched the thief walk freely and you feel hopeless?
You are not alone. Many others have gone through the same.
But now, something else is working. And it is working faster and better.
If you want to try a different path quietly, just call +254795613711 and explain your case. No one will ask you for bribes. No one will shout.
Just give the name or photo or anything you have. Then wait.
Because sometimes, justice comes not with fists or court papers. It comes with water under a tap and shame in public.
