The Musings of Kajuzi!

So i get to Meru, and all i want is a hot shower and a peaceful dinner. But no.., i had to meet this man. This tall, dark and somewhat good looking,(yeah, if you squint your eyes, he could even be handsome), young man. He drives a KBW and is confident enough to shrub and rain saliva with no apologies while he talks. He is the new breed of younglings cropping up as a result of the devolved systems, a hopeful kind of people that are taking power at the grassroots. If he just sat there and closed his mouth, he could be tolerable, even likeable. But no, he had to go and open it. His mouth. As a true coastarian, I politely answer all his greetings and inquiries...,  ‘Do you like Meru? Have you seen the farms? Where are you from? Etc.’ After realizing that i am from the coast, he smiles cunningly, and moves his chair closer. ‘I hear the coast people are full of witchcraft, a friend of mine married a coastal girl and now can’t leave her no matter what he does’, ...

'I am hungry' He said She looked at him, as if seeing him for the first time. Yet he had been leaning on her leg for an hour now. 'I know' She replied. Angry. She looked around her. And quickly tried to choke down the emotion that was rising in her throat. Only that her quickly seemed like eternity. She could feel the ball of anger, more like a ball of fire, slide down her throat, slowly, as if on a mission to kill her. For a while she could not breath, did not want to breathe. She was suffocating. She closed her eyes.  She knew that if she let herself have the luxury of letting that breath come out of her, then the flood would follow. And she could not cry at this time. Not in front of him. ********* 'Dear Lord,I come before you this night' She started. She opened her eyes. Then closed them again. She could see a star moving around in the darkness. It distracted her. She opened her eyes again. Looked at her hands, clasped in prayer. She tho...