today i met my childhood crush. she has beaten beyond beating. she would serve better as a scarescrow. a mother of three.
and here i am thinking that i nearly missed death by a whisker coz of her.
back then all i could see was her every woman and girl i looked at could mysteriously transform into her.
this was five years ago. i was naive,ambitious and daring. with an intimate desire to join the army. i met two guys we were schooling with in changaa dens in thika. they were formless and since they looked up to me. i had to come up with a form.
at the same time i met my crush working for a certain indian who owned a hardware.
since the pay was poor she was living with the indian and the indian had a habit of making nocturnal visits and having his way with her. she was getting extra for those night services. when she opened up to her i felt like strangling the indian since i still loved her. even though she had refused me more time than numbers warrant.
so a form was born. i would kill three birds with just one stone.
take revenge for her by shoting the indian.
give my mboys a start up capital in life and at the same time appear a hero to them. they already thought so becoz of things i had done.
i also wanted to go down the annals of gangster history as a bad ass i thought i was.
there was one major problem. the indian lived in a fortified castle in section two.
since i had always assumed that indians kept their proceedings in the house until they were quite a sum. before banking.
i sent the girl on a recon mission. she found that my suspicion was true the indian took his money to the bank every fortnight.
since the castle was impregnable we had to lay in wait. as he moves the money. i also gathered that he didnt have any escorts of any kind. he did it solo very early in the morning. this would be easy as getting laid @Fp
we now went to prepare. we had to get a firearm which i have never held in my life. we rented one at cost of 3k and we were charged 1500 to be shown how to use it. the train took place on a wasteland past muguga as on garrissa road.
when i fired that first recoil i can still feel it in my balls when i cum.(a gangster dont need to know how to aim. just how to fire and hold the gun as an expert). we also got a get away driver. the best i knew then. 30% of the loot would be his pay.
the d day came. we went before the guards shift and lay in wait just few metres from his gate. the getaway drive was to stay some distance away. until the appointed time when he was to be flashedā¦
when the indian came into view. we confronted him but bullets started raining like the rain during noahs flood time.
i automatically fell down. rolled to the nearest water gutter(mtaro)ā¦
crawled through the gutter into the nearest thicket under a hail of bulletsā¦
i never ever fired my weapon. in the bush i crawled towards thika falls. the police were in hot pursuit but to today i can never tell how i outmanuvred them. i found myself hapo kwa falls. i entered into the sewages land and teremkad to the river where i crossed and hid in some bushes until evening. i guess after all the cops were content with their days kill.
my friends died and the getaway driver was accosted a shot point blank.
once i realised my crush have been taken to custody. i informed her if she ever rattled me out i would ensure the whole of her family died horrible deaths.
luckily she denied to the end of ever knowing of the said robbery.
she was realesed after three months from custody when the cops withdrew the case after being bribed by the indian. they cited lack of evidence.
luckily we had superglued our fingers to hinder fingerprint identification .we also had worn masks. the police were looking for a faceless hooligan without any trail.
i lost my weapon during kaguu niponye.
i dont know if they ever found it.
i never understood if it was luck or i was never meant to die. the funny thing that is how my robbery career was officialy born. instead of stopping i got emboldenedā¦
Sadā¦sad, 40 days they say
gun ulilipishwa ngapi kupoteza? 
The autobiography continues.
Still taking notes.
Auditions for todays hekaya will be fun.
Hope @Purr_27 Will win as your childhood crush
it lasted for nine months.
15k of my harf earned cash.
heheheā¦
she hated non chridtians
Robbers/thieves should be shot on sight, nobody should have any sympathy for these disgusting scums.
heheheā¦
i concur.
and what should be done to those who commit economic crimes into the tunes of billions?
dont you realise they steal from millions of poor sods and their generations.
who is worse?
most robbers arent by choice but by circumstances.
i wish you would get from your high horse and follow the live of a ghetto boy born of a prostitute.
by age ten he has seen things i wont describe and you cunt stomach. he knows one thing he has to get ahead by whatever means.
so maybe you should become a rational being and try to see things from a robbers persipective
ācarbonā copy ya kiriamiti
Where and how did the cops come in? You say at the beginning he used to go banking solo.
BULLSHIT! There are opportunities to make money legitimately everywhere ( however little) , all one needs to do is to open their eyes and seeā¦ What drives these mfs is greed and the need for instant gratification, they donāt want to go through the process and i didnāt cite any economic class or the scale of thievery, i mean all.
You display elements of mental disturbance. Who is your father?
i think the girl alisomwa akisorora and the indian just just took precautions.
i will never be able to know for sure
this must have been at the time after githitu ws murdered and they started doing armed patrols all day in thika with a landcruiser that ws from Kanjeria policeā¦ heists in thika ziliisha as from then
MWIZI TUNAKUJUA
and many young and upcoming thugs died.
i think githitu alingangana na robbers
Tyso/mkissi ndio mambo mbaya ā¦ I wonder where he went
yeah i think so too
angoo chunga sana venye unaniita hapa
Andika zote. Soon Iāll publish my own book as carbon with all those hekayas and get the benefits during my old age.
Usiniuwe priss anko