Thursday 1 December 2016

How I became Msimple ka dimple.

What's a story? There are a couple of definitions for it , In spite of the different terminologies used, for me a story has one simple definition; a story is what I'm going to tell you.

I was a few months old in shamba la mawe (city) when I thought it's time to tell baridi ya Nairobi " nanii tembea". It was a high time I invite this angel of mine to my hood, being hot and beautiful,letting her down was not an option. The day before she came, I decided to piga roundi mwenda, that's when I saw this restaurant looking perfect for a lunch date. I picked my best clads on the eve of the date, everything was perfect even my hair but not my wallet.

Tick tock tick tock and it was time,I picked her at the stage,received a tight hug..damn man!! I was half past heaven walking with an angel. I took her handbag (was I gentleman or an idiot?) as she held my other hand. I swear hii ni ile mapenzi ya tv..I wanted everyone to see me, I'm sure they did. I overheard them "leo fisi imeua" said Guru, "don't mind them" was all I could utter. I remained behind a couple of times just to enjoy the view.

 Left right left right and we were there, in the restaurant I chose last evening. She loved it, I could see it in her smile, I loved it too until I read the menu on the table. The cheapest meal was breakfast at 300 hundred bob, problem was I had six hundred in my pocket and it was lunch.Not wanting to embarrass myself I told her to order, she did, "chips plate with beef" 500/= was its worth. I set and alarm for ring in the next 30 secs of which I recieved as a call "hello..what?....sahii?...uko wapi?..damn! Nakam..." I told her si mbali I'll be back in a minute.. went to the counter and cleared her bill.

Out in the street,na soo moja kwa mfuko, the minyoos were complaining I was hungry. I decided to enter this hotel ya mabati a few meters from the restaurant. I ordered githeri ya mbao which was not coming, Mama Kush, the owner,the cook and the waiter was too busy in the kitchen. "Hii kuni inakaa mbichi" definitely,the smoke said it all,about minutes later she came to serve me afer I had played temple run until my phone went off.


My githeri came,so hot yet I had to hurry to go back to my Bae, "Mathe..leo umeninyonga supu" I was saying as I swallowed after a few seconds of chewing. Ghafla bin vuu..the devil paid my life a visit,she was there, at the door, my beautiful date, my beb..staring at me as swallowed my hot food. Apparently, she finished her food (am sure alibakisha nusu) and decided to find me manually by asking around since I was mteja. "Hun, what's this?...si ungesema tu" she said in her sweet voice.."ni Guru tu kimeniseti" I said to myself. I couldn't finish the sweet githeri since abu ilinishibisha.

We went to my house,my lips too heavy to talk..she tried to cheer me up but no way that was too embarrassing for me. She tickled me,prompting me to laugh.."uko na maharagwe kwa meno btw" she said as she laughed. I was amazed by how simple she was,after she decided to sleep over and suggested chapati mandondo for supper. That's when I swore to be real, I promised myself I will always be msimple ka dimple.

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