You know how things just pop in your mind from time to time that just make you crack up ? You could be doing anything. Working. waching some NFL … Talking to someone, Eating  anything Then all of the sudden it  comes back  ! yes  Some manenos  from the  past!

This is about  one specific penzi hatari of my past life. I pendad you more than words in the queen’s vernacular  can describe. I cleaned out my life for you, and I’d give anything for the opportunity to show you that. I did soul searching, I even was sure that I  would retire as the last chief of kabartonjo with you. Yes I was whipped I know but I blame cupid (uwongo)

 I don’t know what goes on in your life nowadays. I know you are now prolly working in Nairobi or something don’t know what drama you face in life in nairobi.I don’t know what your future plans are .I don’t know if you even think about the times we shared. Do you ever think about me? .do you ever reminisce about us? Hmm do you still feel the same about me or has time put out the flame? Does your friend still tell you what to do? Do you ever pick up the phone and still hope it’s me calling you? Girl I remember the way I felt on the day you told me you really pendad  me .I remember the look of penzi hatari  in your eyes when you told me you  pendad  me. I remember the day that changed my life …I remember the way felt inside. (Because I was like huh? really, how bout we check that out  in  kitanda.practise…)

You were the reason I was alive I will not forget Jan 02 till July 03 .will not forget the way you forced me to get guts and approach you .remember the way I would always come and buy orbit in your  mums shop even when I knew you did not have it in stock.. ..Not in thousand years will I forget the afternoon strolls in the streets of nakuru holding mkonos (ati they call it PDA nowadays!) and just fooling around (well I was just trying to dara your manenos.) .times I wonder do you remember the shoes you would look at and like and buy them bila   thinking about tomorrow where I will get money for the next day? Yes I was naive but isn’t that what made it real?

Remember Nakuru 10 aside Rugby Tournament .?I  remember The way you were posted in the  stands looking like a super model  and I sitted wondering if  you  got that bubble gum that make  the boys  wanna wife you  and Wondering  if you were the type of Gal I wanna take to my mama house ? Remember The way  were in that new club that has since closed down and how you cried when you met your ex. I clearly recall how I felt like a Mandingo warrior when he begged for one last dance as I sat sipping my drink and you asking me if it was ok you do so. Well I understood that he was your first love but am wiser now. Never take a girl to place where she will meet her First love especially if it’s the guy who preceded my presence!

Do you  remember how small the dance floor for Tacos was and do you remember how  my makendes  and you danced  to  Nazizis song lets get down?  and how you always sang along the whole song.. I kumbuka ..you went something like  ” Siku moja jamaa moja aliniita, niko busy kwenye club n’akatika nimetega sikio kwenye speaker, sina mda na mtu hata dakika”Ati shortee tukutane pliz huko town”"huku anananiangalia up and down” “come now, pliz write ur number down…” YES  I confess I  miss that.. I remember sitting with you in Tacos Bar in Kimathi Street and drinking cold beer and how you would wiggle gracefully when the magnificent DJ of those days played R -Kelly’s thoia song…

 

I remember laughing at some of your  crazy ass jokes  I can’t forget   the day you were narrating  about how much we men were punks ati “… You are making out with a guy then he feels on your titties like he’s choosing a ripe mango in the market! **** You! You think these babies here don’t hurt! Nini? How about I feel on your balls the same way fool  …”

You  were  the light of my life. I loved the sparkle in your eyes, your dorky laugh, and your silk soft skin  and supple lips. The gentleness in your face when you slept, the smell of your hair after a shower, the excitement when you were happy  the  penzi hatari   you used to give me. I even embraced your angry side. I didn’t want you angry or sad, but I still pendad you even when I am the target of it  Even the day you threw a tantrum in tusker matress becuase I embarrassed you with my reckless abandon,I still  stood by your hipside( truth is I was checking out your booty). How many people do you think could still love Lust after you flip out on them? very  many becuase you were fine.!

I remember the look in your eyes when you said that there’s only one person in the world who can make you happyAnd that was me.( aki and i believed you then gaddmit) well am not sure if you could say that now because a lot of water has passed beneath the bridge. But since am wiser now I can confess that. You’re the only one who can make you happy. A times I feel like you had been scheming to find something else. I wish you hadn’t, but I wished even more to fix it. !

Its 2007 AD, But that was 5 years ago. Things have changed Nameless does not sing like he did. R-Kelly does not sing like he did. He was recently trapped in the closet and has since been declared a pedophile. Now days they call it Genge. I don’t exactly know what its all about  but I know that one man called Juakali captures my thoughts In ka song called  kwaheri

Don’t know if am still that jamaa   that you fell in love with n 2002 AD (obviously am not!) People don’t change, but they can be clouded by   fine booty, firmer boobs and fine women  etc, and withdraw. I withdrew because I was afraid that you’d leave. All those things we fought about weren’t the problem. It was the stresses in my life that I was afraid to show you and tell you about. I wish I had taken it out on someone else, I really do. I should have taken it out on waithera your neighbor. Maybe I should have dated her just to release the stress then come back to you but my smitten self could not think of that…(if only she had smaller boobs, F**K) I sometimes think I should have figured the way when a great thought hits my noble mind and shatters all preconceptions I had about the truth of the way I deemed it those days… but that was never to be. .