Exploiting people's kindness is the primary cause for no humanity in the present society

In most instances I have seen people become obsessed with self-centredness to the extent of throwing humanity out of the window. In most urban settings, the self-centred-ness is on an elevated level as people try as much as possible not to mingle in the business of others. .Although the common cry by institutions mandated to cater for the society’s welfare is that human beings are no longer humans, most of them are a result of nature’s way of depriving them that human feeling or have been nurtured that way. There is one significant incident I encountered while growing up which makes me to always have second thoughts about other anyone else more so strangers. Definitely this is an outcome of being nurtured that way.

Growing up in 039 my mum had a part time business juu mzee alitupea mkono wa buriani when were very young leaving my mum with the burden of raising two children single handedly. I was round nursery if I can remember very well. One fine evening after the sun had gone down, a young lady showed up at my mum’s business premise stating that amefika late from Mumias and she had had come to see someone in 039 na amepata kama amehama so hana mahali pa kulala. The lady said her name was Khatenje. Back in the days simu hazikuwa so it was logical as telegram and phone calls were a privilege of the elite. Secondly those days there was a dreaded gang in 039 referred to as “Moja Kwisha”. This gang was sad news since happenings about its activities used to sent shivers to the spines of residents and was discussed in hushed tons. On this day my mum akasikiliza msichana wa mtu who appeared young around 15-18 akamuona huruma as a fellow woman would do. Wakaskizana atalala home then aanze kutafuta the relative the next morning. Since tulikuwa wote na mum kwa Biz tulikaa naye then after kufunga biz kitu 9pm hivi tukaelekea naye home akaoga, akakula then akapewa place ya kulala. It so happened that my mum knows a number of people around Mumias hence aka anza kumu uliza kwao aone kama anaeza jua any of her relations in 039. Msichana akamwambia place anatoka, wazazi wake, relatives etc. Mum concluded hamjui na tukalala.

On the second day dem aliamka morning, akanywa chai na kutoka kuendelea kutafuta the relative, come evening, tena akarudi ati hajampata. Mum welcomed her once again na tukalala. During her stay the lady was resourceful, anaosha viombo, anafua nguo, anapika sa mum hakuwa na issue akiwa around juu ni mtu responsible. Hapa sasa mum alimwamini na akamuachia ufunguo ya hao with instructions on where to put it akitoka which was the biggest blunder. Hio time mum anaenda  job na sisi shule. Since she knew her way around, this was also incase asipate relative tena akam home lunch hours apike lunch akule halafu aone kama atamtafutia fare. Hio siku after kutoka shule lunch I find the door open and things scattered around. However  as a kid I couldn’t load it. Kiasi mum akaingia, ile nduru alipiga! Wacha tu. Kumbe the lady had stolen her clothes, her business capital which sijui vile alijua place huwekwa and other valuable items then akaingia nyasi. Hio day tulishinda na huzuni sana but mum made a resolution kujaribu kumtafuta using the details she had earlier provided. As protocol required next day mum went to the police station akapiga report, was given an OB number na akasema anaenda kumtafuta. Since she was a civil servant alijuana na makarau and the police wished her well. Akaomba off from job and the search begun. During those days, mum would wake us up early, deliver us to school and go on the search mission. I used to come from school later in the day, eat food that was prepared in the morning and see mum the next morning since she often came late in the night when I was asleep.   

As it happened, my mum went used the details she had been given by the girl to trace her. She indeed traced the village but now names are common thus getting a specific individual in a village where a name is common is as hard as kutafuta sukari ndani ya mchanga. After three days of searching, she was directed to the homes where the names matched. The name was somebody Keya. She introduced herself to the home and narrated her ordeal. The name of the girl she narrated was indeed brought forward but unfortunately she wasn’t the one. They really sympathized with her situation and told her that although that was the home, they didn’t have that lady. However, they knew who the lady being described was and she had lied to conceal her identity. They told my mum that she had come to the village with the loot and lied that she was from her employment and all she bought was from her salary and savings. The description of both teams matched and it was concluded she was the one. As protocol required the next step would be her arrest but mum couldn’t arrest her singly in a foreign land. She thanked them and went back home. That evening she got a letter from the police station 039 directing the nearby police post to assist her apprehend the suspect.  The OCS then was a very good friend of my late dad and wrote a very good letter I presume. The next day mum got to Mumias early, went to the police post and was given two policemen to help her in her mission and off they left. During those days there were no motorbikes or police cars for police posts sa ilibidi tu waende na baiskeli hadi kwa boma ya akina suspect. However boma ilikua kwa mlima hivi saa kulikua na kutembea. 

Kufika kwa boma, wakauliza msichana who was called “Khatenje” ako wapi. Watu  kwa boma waka anza ma controversy ati hawajui mtu kama huyo etc. Kumbe shida ilikuwa that the home of akina khatenje was on on a raised place. Sa mtu akikuja unamuona mbali na hivyo ndo waliwaona wakija msichana akaingia nyasi. Makarau walipo ona hawapati usaidizi waka  ingiza kila mtu kwa nyumba then fito ika anza kutembea waseme mahali Khatenje ako. Sio baba, sio mama, sio watoto wanakula fito. Eventually wakakubali kumtoa. Wakaenda na dadake mdogo na askari mmoja mum wakabaki nyuma. Dadake akaenda kwa ndizi about 2 kms away her home aka anza kuitana Khatenje!, Khatenje!. Kiasi mwizi akajitokeza na akashikwa. Akarudishwa kwa boma. Kufika kwa boma akajifanya hajui mum, wakamshow ana kesi 039. Zile vitu alikuwa ameiba kama nguo, viatu, utensila etc zikachukuliwa kama exhibit to be used in court. Wakampeleka hadi station then calls were made and she was transported to the police station in 039 with one officer and mum. God bless the police men then.  All along kwa njia alikua amekana kujua Mum kama Simon Peter na Yesu. After kufika 039 majioni akaona wanaingia station, aka anguka chini akiomba msamaha akalia yake yote but mum was unmoved then, Khatenje akawachwa cell ya 039 afunguliwe mashtaka kesho mum came back home very happy that day juu ilikua either awe compensated ama msichana afanye kesi. Since all witnesses including me tulikua ready ku testify ilikua sure dem hatoki hapo bure. 

Nimehoka kutype but ntarudi na part two on how tables really turn and ma askari ni wale wale

The most retarded thing is quoting counties with numbers. Meffi tabia, majority only knows of mombasa or nairobi

Kindly unread it na uendelee na maisha. meffi to you too.

@Ken_Sarro si hii december unacomplain buda,Utatoboa njaanuary kweli ?

Your English teachers did a shoddy job in teaching you and for that your entitled to a refund of your tution fees. Am airing my view and not complaining. Ama akili ime Tom mbwa?

039 ni gani…hekaya iko timam lakini

yeah imetombwa,lakini nikuulize,mbona kuandika vitu virefu kama zile Y-coffin alikua akiandika? alafu unasema part 2.summarize kijana. nimeijua kizungu kwa kuona tv tu.huyo mwalimu unaongea ju yake mi hapantambua babaa

Stories with sad endings hatupatani

Actually the setup is a very boring place. Meffi ya ocha

I didn’t write to please you.

sasa ukikuja na words za feelings.who the heck comes here to please the next idiot rather than to irk the crap out of them? saa zingine nyamazaga

Bila motto but ni sawa tu…forrowing

“Boy” child acha feelings

Part 2 Ikam… I have a feeling that bribe ilitembea and that’s how the case was lost.

Osungu umeua lakini hekaya iko fiti

Naulisa tu, one hushed ton ina kilo ngapi?

Hekaya iko poa.

Maliza hekaya bro.