It was September 2015, Sunday; I guess it was 27th of September. This day is still fresh to me like yesterday.
I was in campus, my fourth year and I was happily married to this lady who is now the mother to my kids.
Being Sunday, as a family man I could stay with my wife as she was pg with our first born daughter; at around 4PM I was to hang out with friends at our student centre and I left with 150 bob and I gave her 850 to sort the food stuff and what she deemed necessary.
I left for student centre and as usual, that was our place to get our daily bread, I met my guys playing cards (Huku tunaita kumwaga, I shuffle the cards and unaita namba and I start sharing between mwenye ameita na mimi mwenye nmeshuffle cards) and the game was 50 bob and since I had 150 I refrained from playing for a while, lakini gambler ni nani, nkabebwa na temptation na nikaanza kucheza luckly I was.
Fast forward it is 11PM and I have like 8k, we are playing 1k one hand then I ordered 500Ml Ice cold coke(Am not a fun of alcohol that much) and before I could have a taste, there is this comottion and my village mate(My 4+ years of campus, people know him as my cousin brother), he his called Kevin.
Then there are these 3 guys who have him by neck and want him to produce( I had no Idea what was to be produce) being the person I am, Najipata ndan and am inquiring what is this all about?
Nash narrates to me that at 4 with aid of his friend pick pocketed fresher and took the phone and he had offered to produce the phone only if fresher was willing to part with some 2k or so.
And before we know it, this people has had their gang and it is me and Kevin, would I let him die in strangers hands and in my presence? No as my culture say, help a brother and be blessed abundantly…
After he has been beaten and we have now moved our group almost to main gate, and najua the moment we get out of school itakuwa other news and I offered my phone to fresher (My phone is barely one month old, Samsung Core 2 duos I bought it with my sweat and I valued it so much irrespective of value)
I gave this fresher my phone and before we know Kevin has been hit with a bottle of mzinga ya KC kwa kichwa na hapa hatuwezi jitoa as ni mimi na yeye against like 15 guys but somehow Kevin managed to get kind of loose na ile mbio alitoa ilibaki nimecheka pia mimi lakini wale nani nlitolewa mbio adi nikaacha kiatu mmoja ya safari boots(Hii nj kiatu wamasaai na wakale wanapenda sana) nlibuy tu kabla niende campus hio semester.
Mbio hadi security office na kuandikisha statement.
Next day I am looking for this fresher and I ask for my phone na akaruka ati sikumpea, and it being my most valuable and adored phone nikaamua niende kwa CID na since nko na doo nkawapea 2500 wanitrackie hio phone. Msee alihandle hio kesi bado nko na namba yake adi leo.
After sometime akanishow simu iko Mombasa ana mwenye anatumia ni so and so na akanipea namba and I got to learn ni Nash.
Then I came to learn Kevin alikimbia kwa besthe wetu alkuwa anaitwa Tito na akamshow tumepigwa na majambazi na mimi nmefaulu kumuacha akapambana nao.
Long story short, I came to Kevin and seek for solution now I was phoneless and alas to my suprise to date he said," SI UNGEACHA NIUAWE AMA NLIKUOMBA UPEANE SIMU?" That statement still ring in my ears and mind and remember this is guy I did almost everything as my “Cousin” and he had most of my belongings I usually gave him since hio time Cards and sportpesa walikuwa wananilisha and I was not so bad financially.
So I let it go and since then, 2015 we have not been talking, I graduated on 2016 and to date he has not, although back at village they know he graduated in only Invited ceremony.
I started befriending him, two weeks ago, but on mission seeking for my revenge 3 years later. Although he asked for forgiveness when we first talked and I just changed topic.
Am I becoming too naive? And what kind of revenge is best served cold and that he will live the rest of his life regretting.
He like drinking all sort of liquor.
Please this is a true story and I need this soon to get going with my mission!!!
Its just a damn phone move the fuck on!
I just wanted to be the first one to comment,then go back and read.
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Wacha hio story ikufe… No need for revenge.
Unasema nini:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D?
Nimeona jina ‘campus’ nikarudi shule.
I did not mind loosing my phone, but what he told me…
Am not that good. Forgive my grammar and typos
Sina idea, of what am saying
you graduated in 2016 na ushaoa, unakimbiza nini bradhe
Miaka iliniharakisha si mimi…If ningekuwa apo 25 and 26 it could have been better.
Hizi ma grudge watu huweka za nini? Move on brathaa
umama
Sasa villager?
Kwani wakati uli offer kupeana simu kumsaidia uli expect nini in return considering that he is your close ally? tenda wema, nenda zako. wacha mambo ya revenge
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Fluency in English is not a measure of intelligence.
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But if you choose to write in whatever language, you must do so within its rules of grammar and be concise and precise.
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Nigga, what the firk? English yako iko chini kuliko level ya Ndakaini. Kwani ulikuwa unasoma applied mathematics huko kampas?
I thought it was copy pasted
English is not my first language, do not mind grammar erros and typos