Taking a bus that has always been fun for me especially in rush hours.. morning and late evening.. I specially take the bus that has the potentiality of breaking all traffic rules because well.. who wants to be stuck in traffic for long??
Today is no different. I am on my way home from buying shuttles for tomorrow’s game. I feel weirdly sleepy and all I want is to beat traffic, get home and sleep. I take the window seat and am sitting alone for a few minutes and hopping to get a sane seat mate.. well.. maybe I didn’t pray. maybe I prayed a bit too late..
A few guys hop into the bus and one shouts
‘ nataka kuketi na dame mwenye nitaitisha number’
( I want to seat to a woman who I can get a number from).
These guys aren’t new. I know the type. I sink further into my seat and bow my head and pretend to be really busy on my phone. Nobody can see me..
When he taps my shoulder, I seriously want to weep like a baby..
You see,this these type isn’t new. and it ain’t the type you want to spend 40 minutes on the road with especially when you are sleepy. They smell of cigar, liquor and miraa..
‘ madam… nataka tujuane.. ‘
(loosely translates to lets know each other.. )
This is gonna be one hell of a bus ride.. 😦 😦
( I am typing really fast because he is looking over my phone and all I want is to get away.. )
pray I get home fast
lets start with the fact that i am starving. I feel like i havent eaten for the last five yeras. To add on to my woes, i log into my whats app and find guys discussing the last two exam results that we have been waiting for. well… they have been released. i want to collapse because i do remember skipping classes then laughing at guys in the exam room.. I never attended class anyway
Now all i got on my face is this awful look
I might have been a bit sarcastic on love and maybe I have been right. I have said and written several times that I don’t believe in but I think karma has been just watching and putting that down like
Putting up a post on twitter and facebook page about love has gotten me a few messages so I think I will just say this
I think finally karma might be paying me up because I can feel myself tripping and with nothing to hold on. I might fall hard and maybe, just maybe I will post up some photos for Christmas. If it’s not my imagination something good is brewing and am quite happy.
Let’s cross fingers.. right?
Despite all flaws, all unbelief and all disobedience, God is gracious to mankind.
He has love for us that none can measure or earn. It’s priceless.
I leave home around lunch hour. In submitting my copy of dissertation, I misspelled my supervisor’ s name and she could take it. She texted me to meet her in her office. When I leave the house though, I have all sort of ideas.. maybe the theory.. maybe the analysis.. I seriously can’t imagine doing that thing again.
I take the window seat as usual in the bus. I am in no mood for bad seat mates.
Well, it is my lucky day. A very good looking guy sits next to me and well, to keep my mind away from my dissertation, I start imagining dating the handsome stranger next to me. Then I smile absently at how stupid I can be when I focus my mind. Well, let’s say am damn lucky.. the guy smiles at me and this brings me back to reality..
Damn it!! I was staring. Color drains off my face and my seatmate chuckles.. that doesn’t help much.
By now the tout is just nearby collecting fare. I go through my purse and draw a hundred shillings note. My seatmate looks at me and asks if it’s okay if he paid. Well, I smile.. today might as well as be my lucky day.
The tout gets to our seat and he looks familiar. I have taken the bus severally to work and to school.
He looks at me and says
‘ my dear, today I am paying your bus fare. I have always wanted to’
Damn… I could have hit him right on the face. I give the tout a stiff smile and a half hearted thank you. It’s just awkward. My guy alight on the next bus stop. He turns, smiles then shakes his head..
It wasn’t my lucky day after all.
Your mama is well. You know it’s not often I will talk to you because if you take after me, you will be a little freak. And am afraid that I might end up mad.
Now don’t get excited.. I still don’t know how your father looks like. I sent someone to do research and he is taking forever. I will update you soon as I see any potentiality of a father in someone. Seriously sweetheart, I will complain to you how this world is but only when your father is there.
Now to business. You know I already love very much, right? But there will be boundaries little one. I just saw my friend’s kid throw a toothbrush at her mother and I said a little prayer for you. Because if you do that you won’t like it at all. Sweetie you will have to learn respect doesn’t come easy. We are born disrespectful. Sometimes respecting your grandparents, I have to bite my tongue, literally. Now you will have to find a way to survive but I won’t take any sign of disrespect. I was spanked. I didn’t die. Don’t ask for it.
I love you very much sweetheart to one day give up my stomach abs and carry you in my stomach.
Talk to you later. Am busy trying to make a few bucks and trying to get you a father..
I’m in love with you,” he said quietly.
“Augustus,” I said.
“I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
He stretches out his hand. It feels cold. I reach out and shake it. He looks at me with semi closed eyes. I can’t stand it. I turn to my friend. She smiles at me. She is blinded.
I pull out my seat and take my phone
Time to play Temple 3D