One Victor * finished O level in 2013 in a bushy village though well performing school in Bungoma. He was 18 then. He managed to attain a mean grade of C minus which according to him was not good. His fate, he says had been sealed, JAB would not slot him any place in a public university! Eager to change his his life just like any middle aged Kenyan from a poor family, Victor came to Nairobi mid last year. Weak and haggard, he settled in relatives house at least for a month or two before the Golden gates were opened. He had been connected with a Mzungu who resides in the leafy suburbs of Karen. He would be the house boy or the gardener at some point in this new palatial home. After months of excellent work, he says, Suzzie the first daughter to his boss would hit on him. Not once not twice. She asked him to leave this otherwise menial job only to marry her. Deeply rapt in thoughts (the thought of a young village boy getting some white P, and even demands to marry him!) Suzzie would later affirm her position when she bought him Range Rover (number plate withheld)She won his heart, the poor village lad gave in,. They did what lovers do, they saw what lovers see, they enjoyed what lovers enjoy. Victor confides in me that Suzzies younger Sister Ashley, (also finished her forth form) wanted him so badly that he had to smash her really hard (dont mind my new found lingo). You see my tradition permits me to marry sisters so long as they agree to cook me ugali and dek plus apoth. So I basically saw nothing wrong. I asked what he really wants. He opened Asher, (pauses) her mother has also begun to behave strangely In other words, his boss wife is in love with him. She bought him a car too.This time a silky sleek Selica! Though they have never shared any intimate steamy moments between bedsheets! His worry is how he will keep his job without hurting any of the ladies.My guy opportunity comes once,and when it comes seize it.My DnA(Dreams and Ambition) is to run away from poverty.Find the short-cut and never look back!!. _____________________________________________________________________************************************************************************************************ When I heard this story, I flashed back.That evening when I had travelled from the country side I could not trace Hakati Road, (PSVs serving South C and South B) Four five years later Im yet to own a piki piki So Is my pal Steve .Call me a gold-digger or a swindler on this if you so please,who came to Nairobi to see these buildings (Omondi once told me hatukuja kuona buildings hii Nairobi) Any woman who buys me a car(BMW X series) Oh Lord I will love that lady to moon and back.Marriage is another thingy altogether.Many have walked this path.Numbers dont lie!! *This is a true story,names have been withheld due to security reasons and possible public embarrassment
Posted on: Thu, 15 Jan 2015 08:54:02 +0000
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