Last week my uncle passed away. I first got the message from my younger by a phone call. I said "Ok". Minutes later, my inbox flooded with messages, some condoling, others notifying. But was it any bombshell? It didn't change my disposition... And for sometime, I kept worrying why I didn't feel touched by his death.
Well, perhaps we don't share much.
Uncle lived a very peculiar life. From my tender age, he has been living in a nearby market, making his daily bread from bicycle/motorbike repair. He never went home. In fact, throughout my life, it's only two times when I saw him at home; during granny's(his mother) funeral and another day when he came for a negotiation to sell a portion of his quarter hectare of inherited land. But I always saw him whenever I went to the market where he lived. Sometimes, especially when I was young, I would go to his house when mum sent me to the market, but he always pretended not to recognize the bond between him and I.
Now he's gone, so I decided to go home and unite with family members for his burial. But things have become difficult. I have not been following this, but apparently, uncle sold all his land. A few relatives have been farming on his small portion. We all supposed that he had been leasing to them, now but they all claim that they bought it from him. Uncle lived an antisocial life. This can explain why we all are in darkness to judge on whether or not they bought it. And I don't like following family issues amount the extended family, cause, apparently someone told 'em that I'm not one of their own, so they always subject me to that prejudice.
And we now have contribute, so we can purchase at least a 6by4 plot to have him laid.
Uncle hukuwa na bibi, but from rumors, he fathered a few kids na mama mwingine hapo jirani ya soko. This has always been circulating, but the lady lives at her father's home with the kids as a single mother. But to some point I agree with this cause several times I saw this lady do some activities such as fetching water for him. And I have always found out that those kids reassemble my cousins. Eldest of the kids is a dude my age, others are girls in high school.
Maybe they know their father, or maybe it's true that they're my cousins.
We always meet but nobody ever talks about this. But, no. No. I think they do not know anything about this rumor. Cause I remember, when I was in high school one of the two girls was too much attracted to me. In fact I had several romantic appointments with her... On a new year she came home, so on that 31st Dec tulikesha pamoja, while others were in church... Lemmie see if they gonna attend his burial ceremony or otherwise, what happens with their mama, but unfortunately uncle had nothing to leave behind, only a modified bike which he used to ride to church 15 kilometers away.
Well, perhaps we don't share much.
Uncle lived a very peculiar life. From my tender age, he has been living in a nearby market, making his daily bread from bicycle/motorbike repair. He never went home. In fact, throughout my life, it's only two times when I saw him at home; during granny's(his mother) funeral and another day when he came for a negotiation to sell a portion of his quarter hectare of inherited land. But I always saw him whenever I went to the market where he lived. Sometimes, especially when I was young, I would go to his house when mum sent me to the market, but he always pretended not to recognize the bond between him and I.
Now he's gone, so I decided to go home and unite with family members for his burial. But things have become difficult. I have not been following this, but apparently, uncle sold all his land. A few relatives have been farming on his small portion. We all supposed that he had been leasing to them, now but they all claim that they bought it from him. Uncle lived an antisocial life. This can explain why we all are in darkness to judge on whether or not they bought it. And I don't like following family issues amount the extended family, cause, apparently someone told 'em that I'm not one of their own, so they always subject me to that prejudice.
And we now have contribute, so we can purchase at least a 6by4 plot to have him laid.
Uncle hukuwa na bibi, but from rumors, he fathered a few kids na mama mwingine hapo jirani ya soko. This has always been circulating, but the lady lives at her father's home with the kids as a single mother. But to some point I agree with this cause several times I saw this lady do some activities such as fetching water for him. And I have always found out that those kids reassemble my cousins. Eldest of the kids is a dude my age, others are girls in high school.
Maybe they know their father, or maybe it's true that they're my cousins.
We always meet but nobody ever talks about this. But, no. No. I think they do not know anything about this rumor. Cause I remember, when I was in high school one of the two girls was too much attracted to me. In fact I had several romantic appointments with her... On a new year she came home, so on that 31st Dec tulikesha pamoja, while others were in church... Lemmie see if they gonna attend his burial ceremony or otherwise, what happens with their mama, but unfortunately uncle had nothing to leave behind, only a modified bike which he used to ride to church 15 kilometers away.
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