07/03/2026
Kelele ya Bibi pia husaidia sana.
Last evening, around 5 pm, a friend and colleague of mine invited me for a drink at Mlolongo.
HIM: Mzae, kuja nikununulie VSOP utoke kwa nyumba! Siutaweka mama watoto mbogoroo?
ME: Unajua nitakuja na ma njegezente?
HIM: Kuja na watatu. Make sure wako na mafruuumbaya.
I dressed up quickly, hata si kuoga, picked the car keys and walked to the car.
I also made some quick phone calls to a few trappers and told them to get ready; Kuna form imejipa.
As I was about to leave, mama watoto started acting like she was ovulating.
MAMA WATOTO: Hizi safari za usiku sipendi
ME: Aaai.. faif thate si usiku...
MAMA WATOTO: Hujaskia Kuna mvua Nairobi? Na mi Najua unaenda kunywa pombe!
ME: Aaai.. Pombe niliacha... Kwa counter.
She went on and on trying to discourage me from going, but noticed that she was not winning.
Then all of a sudden, she changed tactics.
MAMA WATOTO: Ama umeitiwa malaya ndio unakazana kwenda.
ME: Malaya Tena?
I knew she had hit the nail on the head.
MAMA WATOTO: Hii haraka yako inaoneka ni Matako unaitiwa na hao marafiki zako wa matakataka.
This one got me. A good thief knows when to retreat. Had to back down.
ME: Hata siendi sasa, inaoneka huniamini. I wish I could leave this Njwang'a in the house with you halafu niende.
MAMA WATOTO: Hio hata Sio issue, Wacha pia makagary, hio ndio imebeba tadpoles.
With that, I walked back to the house and pretended to be very annoyed.
Later at 7pm, I saw in the news how cars were submerged in flood waters.
I told myself Kimoyo Moyo: Haka ka mama kumbe ndiko kamalaika kangu.
Gakware.
When bed time came, I thanked her for saving me from the floods and also gave her a good thiico.
Tūmee tūtū.