I didn’t know itanipata hivi, I mean caught unawares.
I’ve missed a cat …. I forgot my log in details plus other accidents
He said, you know what dear , “I think everything happens for a reason, imagine I’ve been standing at that petrol station for 30 minutes ningekuwa nishafika”. The uber driver was meant to pick me up at 6.00 am so that I could catch up with the bus to depart at 7.00am. He however arrived at 6.40 because 30 minutes earlier he incurred a flat tire he spent 30 minutes repairing 10 minutes driving. We didn’t call for another uber. I woke late anyway.
I was not talking the whole time , not boredom, I am not good at starting conversations. So all I learnt in that uber was that God might have wanted to protect me from a worse encounter by delaying the driver and that is why we probably did not think of calling for another one plus I woke up late remember.
So about today, my shawl got stuck in a motorbike nyororo . I have no idea what it’s called in English. I’m very dirty as we’re talking right now but I don’t care, I’m safe safe. He was right everything happens for a reason. I don’t know why this happened either but I think it’s so that I could find a story to write. Now read.
Kabibi had to appear in one of my stories, may be she deserves to. Her Hijab also got stuck in a motorbike nyororo. She’s sweet very sweet, I like it when I meet sweet kids like her, she’s Kibibi, I call her Kabibi for reasons I don’t know , she smiles at it and mumbles words I can’t hear probably something like ” ona huyu sasa venye ananiita ” then giggles alafu anatembelea kando ya Barabara. Aaaah she makes me happy she doesn’t know that. Kids shower so much life in me and when I heard her face is disoriented right now I feel bad I’m scared . I haven’t seen her and she doesn’t know I know she got hurt or even the fact that she makes me really happy. I won’t be meeting her along the way for sometime now. That hurts .
The motorbike that has just taken me to town was going to pick Kabibi from hospital. When my shawl got stuck in his motorbike, I recalled Kabibi. I’ve delayed him for like 30 minutes trying to remove the stuck shawl.
My scissors will come in . I think they are way humane than all the people I’ve met today. Thank you Scissors. By the way, I make bracelets pretty ones and that’s how my pair of scissors came in handy, to cut up the stuck shawl. They literally saved us from human laughter. My shawl must have started sticking itself in the motorbike for a very long time until there was nothing to be eaten is when I realized we were going to fall really bad. We weren’t riding at high speed or something . I want to make a conclusion that someone must have seen Kabibi’s shawl getting stuck , did they just watch ? Couldn’t they do something ? Was her life hers alone ? And that other kid on her laps? Couldn’t they think about him. No one told me about my shawl. My life and my biker’ s were solely in the hands of the creator. I think that’s it.
I’m just saying be more humane. If not always carry something that could save your life when no human can. I’m confused, I forgot my password I wasn’t able to do my CAT. It’s done now. It’s okay.
Relax . My life. I have a chance to live today. That is enough. No pressure.
Bundiiiiii… your birthday is why the first sentence exists.
From your biggest fun😂😂
Hold your shawls, hijabs or lesos nicely if you’re taking a motorbike. These upcountry bikers are quite speedy except the one who carried me today.
Take care ❤