Mombasa raha. Tena ni karaha. There is a time during my long period as a Mombasa resident,when I was a wanted man. I was a wanted man by the police. I was a wanted man courtesy of an OB entry at Makupa Police Station. Mombasa then was karaha kwangu.
It so happened that I got into a altercation with a big weave and high heel woman in a matatu enroute to Across The Creek from one of my many drinking sprees. I had a deal gone good and decided to thank the body that had worked so hard to get the money. I had taken one too many at Fontanela and had false bravado that is usually brought about by keroro.
Sasa siku hiyo nimekunywa nikapanda matatu ya pale Splendid. Nikajisunda back left. Halafu nikaanza story na dere,who was my friend. Dere alikuwa amepiga maviang’a yake. We were shouting back and forth without regard to other passengers.
The big weave and high heel woman got pissed off. She was also inebriated. Akadai tunyamaze tunam-bore. Akaambiwa kama hana la kusema anyamaze ama ashuke. Akaambiwa angekuwa amenunua gari yake aache maringo ya peni mbili. Nikachangia kwa kuongea vibaya. Big weave woman akadai hata tunanuka na madere wa mat ni wachafu… Wololo,nikashika mbulu ati ameniita dere wa mat. Nikamshow anataka vita ndo atapata vita. Na kabla nimpige nikamshow wale tunajua ni wasafi ni wale wamepimwa na kama yeye ni msafi aende akapimwe. Ile binde ilikuwa kwa mat ni ya come and see.
By the time tulikuwa tunatulizwa,tulikuwa tumefika kwa stage. Kushuka hivi tu nikakutana na kirindi ya big weave woman. Mimi pia nilikuwa na kirindi ya madere,makonkondi na mateja… Wale nilikuwa naachia makwalukwalu katika pitapita zangu.
Lakini vita haikutokea. But big weave woman alikuwa amekuwa adviced aende polisi areport kuwa nimesema ana ukedi. Akaenda na akapewa OB number.
Thats how for a few weeks,I was a wanted man. I was to be arrested later…
( At this juncture I beg your permission to become Mr. To Be Continued…)
