It was on a Saturday morning. It was one of my unusual days in town since I didn’t have an aim visiting the place. I just wanted to rotate around the place, get to know the city and manoeuvre through the city tunnels, lifts, etc to see new places and to meet new individuals maybe to lit up my world. Not that I was a desperate woman but I hadn’t found my solace yet.I believed that some day, I would bump into someone great. It was such a strong belief such that I got at loggerheads with my friends because of it. I just needed positive thoughts about it especially at the age I was at.
Kelly Wambui Is my name. My few friends call me Kelly. I completed my undergraduate at 24 with a Bachelor Of Medicine N Surgery at Moi University and went ahead and mastered in Pediatrics. I haven’t done my PhD but am still planning to venture into it soon. My current age is 35. I am a doctor during the day at some hospital in Thika. During the night, I am a single woman who does her stuff inside my rented compound at Nairobi’s South B Estate.
This specific Saturday, I wanted to manoeuvre through town maybe I could get a new opportunity. I mean, I needed a man. Back in campus, I was the reserved type. I was an introvert. I didn’t want anything to do with “boys”. I called them. I just knew them to be fuck boys or hit and runs. That’s why I remained chaste for my 6 years at Campus. However, I still regret why I didn’t get someone there. When I came to do my masters, almost all the women we studied with were married and the men too. They all had families. I was the only single humanbeing there. I still didn’t feel complete. What I craved at the moment, was a family. People I would get back to at home and spend the night with; Buy shopping for my family and have a sense of belonging. That’s what I longed for.
Story By: [Ken N Speranza]
The quiet pineapple plantation gave the site the best venue for people to relax and to kind of contemplate. The singing of birds and the flow of the river were the only voices that could at times become louder.
Cain jumped inside the river ‘pool’ splashing water all around the place. He later emerged above the water rubbing his already watery eyes and beckoned Abby to join him.
Abby looked at him and frowned. She felt as if something was pulling her inside the pool. Her knees were already weak. She gazed at him again and smiled.
‘Yeah, Am coming right now!’ she told him as she took a quick check on the horizons and surroundings of the river ‘pool’. She was suspicious that someone could be watching her. She was the kind of lady who valued her privacy. She held her cloth at the waist and slowly pulled it down revealing her pink-‘ladish’ swimming costume. She lifted one of her legs and the other as she removed her upper clothes completely revealing her tight-fitting swimming costume.
Cain kept gazing at her as he continued being tormented by impatience. What he ensured he did 100% was gazing at her every move. He also kept looking at the sides to ensure no one was on the peeping phase of viewing. He was also a secretive type of man.
Abby bent a little and placed her clothes on the ground next to where Cain’s clothes were. She later turned and faced the ‘pool’. She held her hair above her head and tied it tightly at the top. She later walked closer and dived to the deepest part of the ‘pool’ forcing a huge wave of water above her. She was an excellent swimmer than what Cain understood. She swam fast as Cain followed her behind her. That is what she wanted –a game inside the water. She wanted him to catch her.
The once cool and silent ‘pool’ had now turned to be the noisiest part of the entire place. They splashed water on each other and chased each other inside the deep waters. They enjoyed it a great deal. The smiles on their faces were real evidence of what they felt for each other. After moments of running from each other, they got closer to each other. They swam towards each other and held each other.
BY : KEN N SPERANZA
‘HE FOLLOWED ME TO THE INSIDES’
‘What is the guy upto?’
‘He has been following me since I got out of school’ Sherry said to herself.
She refuted boarding to hire a taxi to take her home and she is regretting now. A tall hooded man has been following her close behind. He takes every corner she takes; he increases and lowers his speed as sherry does.
Sherry was a university girl pursuing Linguistics at undergraduate level. She had heard stories and seen ladies followed by weird looking guys and the worst could be heard of them later. She had a tight mini-skirt and a top complement with red heels and that jungle jacket covering her upper part of the body.