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''So yesterday I left office as usual and decided to walk all the way to Westlands [from Museum hill]. There was heavy traffic all over. Westy was like tao with lots of beba..tao kumi...odeon kumi...commercial gari beba....mmoja twende....haya wawili wa ukweli.....beba dere....pah pah pah....todhie thodie...
I was going the other way of waiyaki way so i strolled towards the Kangemi matatu termini. (heheheh very many lunjes[sio kwa ubaya]) Very few mathrees were present but the noise from angry and stranded passengers waaah. ..kumi na tano waroko...sodom gari...thati thati kawangware...uthiru kinoo gari....mbao kangemi juu ya daraja.....uthiru ndumboine beba....beba dere....the fights for space on the few matatus was too tough for me....so i decided to watch and wait until the mob wars were over....
Finally one Star bus came over...''mbao kangemi juu ya daraja'' the conductor shourted. Guys weren't boarding, Reason: ''ati ni usiku sana tu pay 20 bob from westlands to kangemi''....and it made sense. Because some of the guys work for less than a dollar a day. They have to fend for food and transport for the following day. And on the other hand the landlord doesn't care whether you opted to use cheaper means of transport for you to afford house rent.
So i decided to board the mathree as very few were available to go beyond Kangemi. Finally the mathree was full and departed for kangemi. Next to me was seated a certain lady who was 'very well fed'....i remember when she came to occupy the seat she almost crushed my skeleton thighs.
On reaching at St. Mark..i.e. just after old safaricom house....the mathree stopped to carry excess passengers at half price. beba beba kangemi kumi...kumi kangemi juu ya daraja. It is here that one guy decided to make me happy, actually one of the conductors. He went...''beba wengi...beba watu wembamba wengi... :-) ...that put me in laughter mood....(reason being people with ++body mass index occupy more space and hence very little cash is collected). The mama next to me looked at the guy and felt the insult. It was like she was being targeted...little did she know there was more to come at the next stop.
After the mathree left St. Mark the lady rose and whispered to the driver....shukisha hapo mbele....and the spin doctor complied. Getting out of the vehicle was absolute torture for her - there was no space for her to pass....so she went ''excuse me i need to pass''. This is the point where illiteracy, inhuman characters and hatred checked in. ''siungenunua gari yako'', someone shouted from the back. She looked more of a middle class earner. Most of the guys in the mathree were low income earners.....''shuka wewe wacha aibu ndogo ndogo hapa'' they fumed. She was dressed in tight fitting trousers. Some women actually turned against her and they were like....''unavaa underwear mbele ya wanaume....bure kabisa'' All men went silent. I felt very sorry for that lady....but little to do to save her from the vibrating mouths of the women in the matatu.
Please whenever you are addressing an issue kindly do not get too personal....after all that drama the matatu went quite to give room to the blurring music....I finally got home safely but very tired....had my supper and went to bed.....
PS: No one occupied two seats...
Now this is from the Archives...at least it is what you were thinking. Enjoy your weekend.
It is him again....Ernie.
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