Mteja 2

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Let's rewind to 1:00 PM when she had texted:   “Souley,  go to this place in Ngara,  ask for a guy called Musyoka.  He has the samples.  Just call me when you get there,  I’ll guide you.” Simple, right?  Now it’s 2:44. I’m here. I’ve found Musyoka. He’s chewing miraa, eyeing me like I’m slowing down his evening high.   “Oyaa,  niko na samples.  Si useme venye madam alisema.  Ni hizi ama zile?” I freeze. I don’t know. I was told to wait for her instructions. I try to call her again. Mteja. I text. Double tick. No blue. I even WhatsApp call her, desperate moves, you know? Musyoka is now shifting his weight like a man about to disappear. I try calling her again, muttering under my breath,  “This woman will be the end of me.” Then the rain starts. Nairobi rain doesn’t fall, it attacks. Boda guys scatter, hawkers scramble to save their goods, and I’m there, hunched under a mabati shade, holding a phone that won't ring, wit...
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Damn!

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              Nilikuwa pahali, before this guy, Albert Ojwang, akujiwe kushikwa na apelekwe Sayun na the stupid pigs in uniform. 


May Albert Ojwang's family get justice. 

Letstoriesunfold 
truly empathizes with his family. 


Tulikuwa tumeketi place fulani, kwa kikao. You know those kawaida catch-up vibes? There was food, drinks, at a place where the ambience is just right. Grown-up talk. Everyone just dropping life stories, big plans, a couple of throwbacks being tossed around, mini politics tukiitana, 


“Hi cousin.”


Tukiwa tumeisha mbaya sana, after tumelimana banters back to back. Then out of nowhere, in the middle of a chill convo about life and adulting, this beautiful petite lady — calm voice, radiant smile — anasema,  


“By the way, 

2010 nilikuwa Class One.”


Kila kitu ilisimama. Sips stopped mid-air. Laughter froze. Someone even coughed in shock.  




CLASS ONE? 


2010?


Nikachora quick mental math. Me, 2010? 


Before nipige hio hesabu, nikasikia msee akisema, they were fighting campus coursework like it owed them money, mwingine kando yake akasema alikuwa pale UN aking’ang’ana na expatriates alafu kuna mwenye alikuwa anaingia campus hio time. Alafu kuna huyu hapa, bado alikuwa anashika pencil vibaya akiandika jina yake juu ya exercise book.  


Vibe ilishift kiasi tu ju ya vile watu walistuka. Conversation ikachukua another turn. Suddenly we were re-evaluating everything, every smile, every story. Tulibaki tukishangaa kwani hii maisha ina kimbia aje? Unablink, unajipata umekaribia retirement?


“How old are you again?”


 ikawa chorus. 


“Just 24,”


Ungemwona venye alijibu casually, without flinching. Alijibu with the ease of someone who does not know that to some of us, 2010 still feels like, just last week. It hit me, I don't know about the others, but I guess they felt it too — kuna breed mpya inajitokeza, confidently, proudly. They don't give a shit, or don't tolerate anything that is stressing them. 


Reminds me of a certain conversation niliona yenye ilinimaliza, between this new breed akiambia recruiter ati hawezi kuwa available for the interview, alafu recruiter is like ok, but if we haven't filled the spot, we'll call you, and the person being called for an interview was like, its okay, unaweza pea msee mwingine, it's all good. 


Alafu wako on top kwa memes and banters, wako social media zote TikTok, Snap, Twitter, you name it, vituko wako nazo zinakushangaza tu, na wanatupiga na fashion effortlessly, and now, they’re adults.


But damn, 2010 

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Class One? 


Nilinyamaza kidogo, nikasip ya drink yangu polepole. I felt…, glancing around, I saw the others feel like I did, like a walking fossil. But I smiled, because the future? It’s here. Loud, young, stylish. We better keep up ama tutakuwa tunaitwa "uncle”. Just sip some water, and accept your new place in the timeline.

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  1. AnonymousJune 11, 2025 at 12:35 AM

    Alikua class one na miaka 9... Aaaii huyo ni slow learner... Anyway acha niendee kaluma juu mmenikumbusha ayam old. Eeeiy

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  2. AnonymousJune 20, 2025 at 4:25 AM

    2010 nilikua class four huskii😂😂😂😂

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