Umewai ona kitu hapo karibu lakini huwezi ichukua. I once found myself in this situation trying to prove otherwise. Nlijipata ndani ya mbulu courtesy of mboch fulani wa jirani enzi za huko nyuma kama bado adolescence inanisumbua. Ndo nmebreak voice na ma pimple zimeanza kutokelezea kwa face. Same time nkanotice tufudhi pia tumeanza kumea.
Nkajichocha kuenda kuchungulia huyo mboch akikula shawa. So nkajiseti kwa blind side ya bafu pale kwa mbuloti believing no one anaweza nikutiria na kuanza kusafisha macho. Kidogo mboch akachora saba akaanza kusugua mguu na mawe, kanyap kakarudi huko nyuma nakulenga vizuri hapo tu kwa macho yangu. The only thing ilinizuia kuingiza kidole ni juu hako kashimo nlikuwa nachungulilia kalikuwa kadogo.
Mmadha from next door akatoka nje kuenda kumwaga maji ya ugali huko nyuma ya bafu akanipata kwenye pilka, sahio kajasho kamenitoka juu ya kuchangamka. Ile kushtuka nkagonga kichwa kwa mabati ya bafu nkashindwa itakuwaje. Mmadha hapa nje analeta kasheshe na mboch pia pale ndani nkama amerada venye kunaenda.
Huyu mama akaanza kushout “kujeni muone haka kajinga kanachungulia wanawake wakioga”. Bado nafikiria kumwambia aache umama, ule mboch alikuwa akioga naye ashafunga leso akatoka nje.
Bila warning huyo mboch midget alinipiga gujru ki John cena na kuniweka chini alafu akanikalia kifua sahio hana ngotha na bra. Nlifeel hio body ni kama yuko uchi but position alikuwa ameniseti sikua hata na chance ya kunyonji. In the midst of all this I still had the priviledge of wishing angesonga chini kiasi karibu na mzee Abdalla.
Akanipapasa makonde kadhaa na katika ile harakati ya kujikwamua nikajipata nmetumbukiza kidole place moja ikona manyoya most na ni moist kiasi akatulia. Hapo nligusa ilikuwa ndipo. All the same nlipatiwa scratches kwa uso ile design hao hufanya and lucky fo me sikuwa na nywele za kuvurutwa, thanks to my Jordan inspired hairstyle hizo siku.
By the end of it all face ilikuwa ni kama zile chakula za @Kihii Kiaganu . Yaani pimples plus scratches with one black eye. I had a hard time trying to explain to mzee Njoro kuliendaje. How could I admit infront of my old man ati nlikuwa nmenyoroshwa. Anyways I didn’t have to hide the truth for long, it was doing rounds in the buroti with some of my buddies admiring my guts while wamama wakinikemea.
What I learnt that day is to never ever joke with these mboches and especially if she happens to be a mluya with bowed legs kama za Roberto Carlos na zile macho zimehide ndani ya eye socket.
