I decided to visit my home town this weekend to visit a few relations. Obviously, it is something that shocked everyone because such visits are things i hardly do. All the same i can confirm that life in Nairobi is too hectic and once in a while (may i say every once in a while) one should drop everything and head to a place that is quiet and life is not as fast.
There is one thing you notice; in Nairobi everything is so fast. There is one way to pick out a person who has lived in Nairobi, the desire to have everything done as fast as it can be done. Another thing is Nairobian chics tend to hang on to their handbags because life really depends on it. Ask me, the last time i lost my handbag, i slept at a disgruntled neighbour's house. Who else checks on their phones 24-7, of course a Nairobian. I made a conscious decision to lose the habit of being obsessively addicted to my phone to the extent that i can stay without it for 2 days without going into a panic attack, after all there is really nothing that can't wait and on top of that there is hardly anyone who just knows me that if they were in trouble and didn't reach me, they would be done. I now switch off my phone when i sleep ok that was because certain idiots call at 2p.m and start storos ati coz Michael Joseph's calls run to Ksh. 2.50 after midnight clearly!
So i really enjoyed time off the town. You walk into the town, can count the number of cars and those on mobile phones. People stop to gossip. Village life is funny though, everybody's business is everybody's business, who got married, who got drunk and peed on the road, who died, who bought a new car, whose daughter is pregnant he he he. Though i love technology, i hate the overload that comes with it.
So somebody got ill and i decided to take them to the general hospital because i love free things. There was quite a line. So i went paid for the card and while i was going to get my number to queue a certain lady calls me and tells me not to form the queue they are going to sort me out. I was convinced angels are everywhere though i knew it must be she knows someone of my relations which is not so evidently hard to tell.
Then i decided to take said person to have shoes polished. The shoeshiner goes like you are from the family of so and so..i am like yeah. Ooh glorious life, in Nairobi nobody recognizes me you know. Until he goes like " i always know my relatives" and then proceeded to give me our long history or relations of course it got lost somewhere in the your grandmother was....All the same my relative still charged me for said service, i thought such things should be free for relatives!
Just when you thought the Chinese guys were through, i found with my friend a certain kind of phone by name NOKLA. These guys yaani should win awards if for nothing else cheap imitation. Anyway somebody came from China and brought me a phone with the following things Tv, MPeg 4, dual sim, camera.I love China me.
I have had really nothing to write on my blog because for a very long time, the blog ceased to be mine. So i read this post and decided to write here every other 3 days because it is really my blog and i started it to offload my thinking until it became hard to write because of you know "political incorrectness" figuratively and literally. Now i will just write because i like to do it.
"We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box."