This happened in high school several years ago. As an avid crook and class skipper, I preferred sports over books all day, especially during the January season which had plenty of tournaments within Nai. Despite all the odds, I was in the basketball, swimming,hockey,chess and rugby teams. My life alternated between acing the training sessions and refusing to play the important matches as I went to look for women, specifically my high school wife, Caro.
Let’s just say, Caro was in choxx, at a time when choxx started producing models and socialites instead of learned kenyans. Every training session and tournament, I would go to their school bus first thing after alighting ours. “Wapi Caro” would be my first greeting to anyone near or in that bus. Men envied me when Caro walked hapa Kandi, gently smudging her lipstick on a pinpop, at a time when lipstick was a special commodity for a school girl.
So before matches Caro would come to watch me train, then immediately before the match I would sub with Bob, my deskmate who was also on the hockey team. Hockey was an easy fit for me,as missus played it too.
On this bright sunny day, I turned foolish. In the middle of all the running toward the scorelines, I scooped my ball from the right wing to the centre forward guy, then I turned to wink at Caro,who smiled and stuck out her tongue.
Ata sikuskia warning ya coach. The opposing defender hit the ball with such force that it went above knee height, and considering my short stature back then, the ball went straight for my gonads. My gunias.
I could not scream. A mere scream cannot describe such pain. I just slumped on my knees and lay in a foetal position on the grass.
Bob took me to the nurse,where I was told to rest for a while. Typically, Bob offered to escort the worried Caro to their bus coz she had delayed while trying to worry about me.
Now one thing about Bob; he was rich. And too generous. Each year his parents would reward him with a car for improvement in academic performance. Needless to say, this idiot did shopping for Caro and offered her his phone so she would easily check on me.
Fast forward to 2 months later. School had just opened. Bob akafika chuo,as usual we shared holiday stories. Kidogo another rich kid akatujoin and he tells Bob, " kuhang out junkie with you and Caro was fun"
Ai Jeso. Who? What? Which Caro?My Caro? Hata pain ya hockey ni kidogo. What a traitorous deskmate. I shifted my desk to the back and sat alone. To make matters worse the dude showed me their pictures on his phone. Eti they were in love. Also his dad bought him a BMW. Then he asked me how my holiday was." Ulirudi home Western?" No. “Ulikaa kwa bro?” “Yes. Mathare north”
:D:D:D:D:D:D
Mbweha alipewa kazi ya kusindikiza kondoo
I know how painful that is, trust me. Kunyanganywa dem na mtu sos, hapo the only thing that can save you is either uwe real life hero like superman or you save that chiq’s life
:D:D:D:D:Dpole take comfort knowing that labda sahii caro amechapa au ametaga mara kama nne hivi,
Ni yule Caro wa Airtel?
Confused Character,You got your priorities completely wrong-You should have pumped more energy on Academics as you navigate your ways to bang Caro.
Wizkid is that you? Are you still looking for Caro?
Hehehehe good for Carol
Vanity ni kitu mbaya sana but at least you learned from it.
[FONT=Georgia]Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody’s running, but half of them ain’t looking
What’s going on in the kitchen, but I don’t know what’s cookin’
They say I gotta learn, but nobody’s here to teach me[/FONT]
If they cant understand me
How can they teach me
I guess they can’t
I guess they won’t
I guess they fuck
That’s how I know my life is rough fool
Look at the situation they got me facin’
I can’t live a normal life, I was raised by the streets
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watching got me chasing dreams
I’m an educated fool with money on my mind
Got my 10 in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I’m a loc’d out gangsta set trippin’ banger
And my homies is down so don’t arouse my anger, fool
Death ain’t nothing but a heartbeat away,
I’m living life, do or die, what can I say
I’m 23 now, but will I live to see 24
The way things are going I don’t know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you and me
hehehe hadi watu wamekua lyricists copying their favorite artists’ lines. pole sana @Lemah were you in Lenana?