#Temporary_Insanity
It's that season again when one suddenly realises that they are not only kenyans but Tachoni, Bajuni, Digo, Illchamus, Pokomo and Dorobo.
It's that time when you all over a sudden see your neighbour as a stranger.
Yes the time has come to retreat into your tribal cocoon and quickly forget that it's your next door jirani who once used his car in the middle of the dead night to take your wife to deliver in hospital three years ago.
This is the time to ask if your friends are circumcised or not, you now want to know whether they are men,women or both, one wonders what they have been all this while.
The time is ripe for the whole village to whisper in hushed tones if in deed your wife is a Kikuyu or Meru, when all along they knew her as Mama Ondengchodha, the village belle.
It is now time to question your intelligence, not to mention that you have been the local intellectual cauldron upon which knowledge boils.
Oh yes in the coming days you will be asked to "think of our own"and sadly (own your think) in the name of cienu ne cienu, in the spirit of giru giru, in the oath of Uthamaki. The time is ripe!
In deed it's that time that even your next door neighbour's dog will bark at you at 9am in the morning when you go to draw water as you usually do every day.
It is that time that even your children will ask you"Kina Omondi pia ni wakikuyu kweli?"or "kina Atieno pia kwao ni Nyeri?"
Oh yes, I assure you even your girlfriend will beseech you"Hani tuonane after August woiye,si unanipenda Bado?"
Alas!
It's that season again when one suddenly realises that they are not only kenyans but Tachoni, Bajuni, Digo, Illchamus, Pokomo and Dorobo.
It's that time when you all over a sudden see your neighbour as a stranger.
Yes the time has come to retreat into your tribal cocoon and quickly forget that it's your next door jirani who once used his car in the middle of the dead night to take your wife to deliver in hospital three years ago.
This is the time to ask if your friends are circumcised or not, you now want to know whether they are men,women or both, one wonders what they have been all this while.
The time is ripe for the whole village to whisper in hushed tones if in deed your wife is a Kikuyu or Meru, when all along they knew her as Mama Ondengchodha, the village belle.
It is now time to question your intelligence, not to mention that you have been the local intellectual cauldron upon which knowledge boils.
Oh yes in the coming days you will be asked to "think of our own"and sadly (own your think) in the name of cienu ne cienu, in the spirit of giru giru, in the oath of Uthamaki. The time is ripe!
In deed it's that time that even your next door neighbour's dog will bark at you at 9am in the morning when you go to draw water as you usually do every day.
It is that time that even your children will ask you"Kina Omondi pia ni wakikuyu kweli?"or "kina Atieno pia kwao ni Nyeri?"
Oh yes, I assure you even your girlfriend will beseech you"Hani tuonane after August woiye,si unanipenda Bado?"
Alas!
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