Randomness,
the best thing I have going for me right now. You know that feeling when time
left for class to end is like 10 minutes and you keep checking your phone, well
there is two types of students. Those who think time is moving too slow and
just wish they would get to whatever it is they call fun and then there is that
type that type who think time is moving too fast and have nothing else they
would rather do, so they will just start arranging for what their next class
has to offer and whatever assignments the lecturer gives.
Well I am
none of the above. I have nothing to rush to and I already know all the things
this lecture has to offer, class is my piece of mind from that bully called
Life and his friend the Internet. Class is where I can look at a guy talk and
keep my phone on silent. Anyway, as I was busy thinking blank my phone rings or
rather vibrates. My good pal is calling, he is under that setting in my phone
where his calls never adhere to the silent status of the phone. Anyway, this
Nigga suggests out of the blues, let’s go to Namanga! I ask when, and he says
now.. and I go like “am in class but it ends in like 15 minutes” he says cool,
take a motorbike once you done I will meet at some Shell station along Mombasa Road.
I Agree, because I am that idiot. The one who is now dating randomness and hate
my ex (planning)
My friend
knows this, and that is why he is finding me for this “escapade”. I am not
interested in knowing even why we are going to Namanga, provided I am back to
sleep in Nairobi. Mind you the time my class ends is 7pm. By 7:20pm, I am the
destination we were to meet, wind stricken thanks to the motor bike I got on
and all that 100km/h.
We met immediately
and tried to step on it through Mombasa road traffic jam that extends
apparently to Kitengela. Its also at this time I realized, my other friend in
the car was going to pick his wife from Namanga and apparently “we had left Nairobi
at 5pm”. I am not one for lies, but what the heck provided I am not asked, its their
own relationship. 9pm and we were slightly past Kajiado.
This is that place
where one says man for himself and God for us all. The land is dark, except for
those disappearing breaklight of the car infront of us. Squirrels are now dashing
across the road. We all find the cowardice with in, you know, like what if something
goes wrong now coz am sure that it will take more than a buckled seatbelt to
guarantee safety. We joke about it and soon we talking about ex girlfriends and
those girls we couldn’t get, u know, to shrug of the cowardice within.
Bisil and Ngatataek
and we know we are close. None of us has ever been this far and we only checking
this on google maps, or atleast what was left of google maps, since there was
no network.
Namanga arrival time |
Back to Nairobi arrival time |
10:20pm and we arrived Namanga. The only sad thing is I thought Namanga would be a new county for me to add in my ‘47 counties in one year’ thing that I have going and I got a shocker when I arrived home to search and find its under Kajiado county. We arrived Nairobi at 1:18am or atleast that is the time I arrived home.