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Imekuwa long tangu nichonge story ka venye Michelangelo alikuwa anachonga vitu clean many centuries ago. Story ilikuwa iende live but draft ilikuwa kwa simu, na simu ilizama kwa maji ka Petero venye alijishuku ati ni yeye anatembea kwa maji. Fundi naye kumpelekea simu akakuwa kama ule jamaa wa promises bandia za in “6 months”. Fundi amekaa nayo almost three weeks, ananichocha daily ati anaunda, kumbe anani-enjoy tu, simu imemlemea na hataki kunichapia.  Kuishi bila simu blunder, unasikia ni uko kwa kichaka ama ka wewe ni inmate. Nimefikiria venye shillingi itatoka nishike device ingine; itatoka ju fundi alishindwa kufufua simu hadi akili imetap out. Nikiscroll scroll YouTube nikiwa nimetulia after nimetoka kuchapiana na Boyz wangu Kimani ma one two one two, nimebump into this song called Wasted Story by Virusi Mbaya, sijui ni kama ni coincidence ama nini,  but nimerelate nayo mbaya sana na kuna part moja imepenya  “…Saka kila siku it's not enough..” “...Ma...

Mapenz 2

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Mapenz 1

 

Cleaned up real nice, 

wacha tu! 

Ungeniona ningekukunywa like those thirsty people kwa Ads za Sprite, au kama vampire, wenye sisi huona kwa movies, that is if, wewe ni dame. 



Nikapiga perfume yangu vizuri, when you smell nice, confidence hukuwa mia kwa mia. Mimi huyo, najisikia, ego iko overflowing, naenda hadi stage, nipande mat, niingie tao. 


Nikiwa kwa njia naona venye siku itakuwa tu vibes on vibes with someone's daughter. On the previous day, tulikuwa tume elewana tunapatana saa nne. Nilikuwa hapo by 9, hapo I&M towers. An understocked tuskys, not far away from my position, nikapatana na madam anauza maua akasema 


“si ushukurie mpens hisi mauwa, 

atazipenda”


Nikasema why not? Mimi bazenga niko hapo na maua waiting for the princess Hadija. So ikafika 10 nikasema wacha ningoje kidogo, 11 ikafika nikiwa nimesimama hapo kama mti, najiconsole tu, anakuja, ni jam imemchelewisha. Hapo naona most people wanapita wakiwa two by two kama enzi za Noah time ya kupanda Ark, nashangaa kwani Hadija wangu yuko wapi. 


12 kufika, huyo madam wa maua akauliza kama niko sure anakuja. For a whole 3 hours patiently waiting for her, I was hopeful she would show up. But after that question my heart sank. 


Enyewe words have power. 


From 12 to 1pm, it felt like 3 hrs wasee. It had now dawned on me that my hand was the water less a vase for the flowers. Nikaanza safari ya kurudi kwangu, jua ilikuwa imewaka kuwaka inakaa orange, but venye nilikuwa nasikia, wacha tu. The cold chill down my spine, ilikuwa inafanya natetemeka tu. 


If Uber was there, 

hiyo siku singepanda mat. 


Ladies and gentlemen that was the making of a monster. Hadijah mahali uko shindweee. These moments are those that break a man into unrepairable versions of themselves. Thank God for phones, smart phones in particular. Nikifiria what people do for and when they are in love, naskia kucheka. 


Jamani nimeteseka hii Nairobi. Wacha nimalizie hapo, naskia ni kama machos itatoka yenyewe, at anytime. 

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