How many o you have come across Uchawi kwA biashara.Real life experience not hearsay?
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There’s a guy who was doing very very well.Hapa Kongowea alikuwa anakujia mtush Gikosh.That guy used to live LARGE.Softlife I tell you. Customers wa mtush alikuwa nao.He used to pick his bales hapo Gikosh on credit.Fly to NBO on a Monday evening and be back on Tuesday morning na by the following Monday amemalizia stock.
His circle 'Boys club’s was enviable.
He went down.Slowly but surely. Couldn’t pay off his debts na customers wakaanza kudidimia.Boys wakamtoka one by one(he had become a liability now plus akaaza ulevi mbaya to drown his sorrows). Bibi akamtoka. Never recovered.
Sold every household good at a Shylocks price and drank the money.
Went back to Ushago but can’t stand the ridicule n matusi na matharau ya watu.
One day as we sat down he gave me his story (I had come to know him after amesota).
He told me that some Kaos did him.
That there’s a day he went to his stall and found a snake at his door.
He says that was the beginning o his downfall.
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He narrated to me how watu esp at the Coast deploy mazingaombwe ya ‘kukunyang’anya nyota yako’.
But when he suggested that we could go to a Mzee that helps people ‘kulinda nyota’ I cut ties with him.
When I asked him why he didn’t do that when his busi was was good, akasema eti he didn’t know I that by then.
Would you? Do you? (Engage a mganga to secure ur business?)
Huyu mboy wako awache ufala banaa. From your post, the man used to live LARGE, eating life with a big spoon, courtesy of business margins from his mtumba business. He used to fly from MBS to NRB, kwani hio biashara yake ya mtumba ilikuwa blue-chip company. He also had a good number of boys surrounding him, eating and drinking at his expense. I’m sure he had a trophy wife, those that leave once you can’t provide certain lifestyle.
While he was doing all of the above, kuna watu upcoming were coping what he was doing, and in due time, his wasn’t the only one swimming in the pound.
Mwambie hapo hakuna uchawi, ni hesabu hakufanya poa.
These kind of stories are replicate in .ke, from way back in the days, when Kenyans were sneaking in and out of Uganda to smuggle 2nd hand goods. The first guys who started importing 2nd hand cars, mobile phones etcetera.
The pioneers always make money, and get out before the market gets flooded, and move to the next venture, na hapo ndio mboy’s wako alianguka.
The foolish boy never expanded his income streams. Wakati alikuwa ana-ball na pesa za mtumba alikuwa in a good position ku-build rentals, invest in shares and such. His was a one trick pony and that’s what did him in.
My immediate neighbor mashinani, ng’ombe zake ziko about 50M from home. The place is hilly so ng’ombe ziko na hukooo chini ya boma. you can’t see them from home coz of coffee plantation in between. There is no other home near that area hence the cows can be easily stolen without anyone hearing. wakati other pple cows are being stolen, nobody has ever attempted to steal his. My mom tells us kuna wakati huyo neighbour alileta mganga from Kitui akazunguka zizi la hao ngo’mbe and that acts as the protection to date. How this happened or whether it happened or not, mimi sijui.
Kuna time nilikuwa natoka sides za nyeri, si kitambo sana, kwa njia niliona makaa nkauliza beste yangu wa kutoka hizo sides “hizi makaa ziudozz hapa naziibiwi?” akanisho “si ujaribu uone, weka gunia moja tu”. Ati hizo makaa huanza kuwaka kwa gari :D:D
Nilicheka nkamsho hio ni nonsense. Aje sasa?
Hizo makaa nasikia hujiuza. Unachukua ngunia zako zenye unataka then you leave or send the money. Jaribu ukora…mimi siwezi guza hiyo kitu hata kama nimelipia. hiyo uchawi ita end up kwa boma yako
Many moons ago kuna retiree alikuja retirement package yake in asset form…no cash.
Among the assets was a shiny very brand new posho mill.
The guy either ran out of cash or hadnt budgeted that a posho mill needed its own shelter.
Our village is notorious for vandalism &/or theft…retiree knew very well.
But he was flat out of cash…all he could afford was a cemented floor to bolt the machine to the ground then for the structure he settled for a mud walled building with old rusty worn out iron sheets.
But we all knew that wasnt enough to secure his investment…he had to take extra measures.
Next day retiree hired a boat and crew and sailed to a remote L.Victoria Island on the Tanzanian side and returned with a revered soothsayer/fortune teller/intercessor/medicine man…we honestly dont know the mans specialty…we just know niggas badass.
So retiree brought ‘Swaleh’ to his estate to help ‘secure’ his stuff.
Swaleh does his stuff overnight all you need is to cook him some chicken stew and rice, pay him kabla afanye job…kwa sababu akianza hufai kumwona/kumwangalia na ata leave your boma before umwone/umwangalie (dont ask me why or how)…anyway Swaleh alidunga janta…na by the way hiyo chicken stew unapika on Swaleh’s instructions i.e. toa kuku manyoya na upike kuku mzima mzima…usikate shingo or kukata anywhere…just twist neck toa feathers…bas pika.
Mki taka part 2 you guys have to request for it :D:D.
But ujue hapa nimefika swaleh amesha enda home…job done.