Mlachake
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We all know neighbours can be a curse or a blessing, some of them will bless you with their kindness while some will show you out right hostility with situations like playing loud mugithi in the middle of the night or some man coming home drunk telling the world of his new found happiness.
Well my neighbour was a beautiful lady who was blessed with all heaven would possibly give a lady. She was graceful and gentle and her smile would just light up the world. Well my beautiful neighbour was named Katarina wa Oisso (Katarina daughter of Oisso). Oisso the father was a hard old man who would crack a rock by his stare. He was a cockrel in his early days and I heard was responsible for half the pregnancies in his village. One would think Oisso was a man who understood that a man wanted to be in the company of a beautiful lady as Katarina all the time, but no! even a stare on his daugher for just a micro second would send you straight to the Son of Mary. Oisso was known to make young men who would dare speak to his daughter dissapear or even move from the village.
Well I not being a respector of myths and folk law when it came to speaking to friendly ladies, I decided that Katarina was to smile always and not smile because of new ngoma za bata shoes or some new oil called Yolanda. She was going to smile because she was going to be in the company of thew cockrel of the village. She would smile because the new cockrel would bring her the finest worms and grains to make her skin glow brightly. Knowing Katarina very well she wouldnt just talk to you, you had to show her that you understood the bible and all characters in it as she was an astute bible club member. I decided to lay out a plan that included attending bible study always and also contingency plans for daily road work and survival tactics just incase I bumped into her father. That Sunday I went to church to get the dates and time for the bible study, I even asked my mother for some money to buy a bible. She just knelt down and thanked the Lord for answering her prayers that I had agreed to follow the true path of salvation, if my poor mother knew that I had found grace in Katarina.
The bible study was held on Wednesday and Fridays and Katarina was the leader of the group. My first plan was for her to notice me as a new and active member. This was to be achieved by actively raising questions and pointing cross references to other chapters in the bible. That worked like a charm and she noticed me after a very short time. Since we lived in the same area we would walk together and I made sure that all we talked about was the bible and how fascinating it was but I always made sure I brought the issue of man and woman being together in union for true happiness. She always smiled at this and she told me she would one day get the man of her dreams. Well that made me very happy as I saw an opportunity to fulfil a need.
After many bible study trips which by the way were getting to my nerves since I was missing my usual Friday lay about, Kataruna invited me to her house. At first I wasnt sure as images of being torn to pieces and disappearing without a trace. Noticing that she told me not to worry as her dad was away on a trip and wouldnt be back till the next day. My heart jumped two beats and my mind just imajined the un imajinable. We went inside and now I knew that bible lessons had no place in the next many words I would use. She went into the kitchen and brought me some juice which I had no appetite for as the words were just over flowing in my mouth. When she settled down I started Katarina, oh beautiful one and gracious one, the one that the man upstairs created and spared just for me I love .. Just before I would finish I heard Mjinga wewe, unandhania hapa nikwa mamako (you fool do you think this is your mothers house). The sight of Katarinas dad greeted my scared face and the next thing I saw was a belt flying in the air. I had to flee like I was on fire. After all that work no reward
Well my neighbour was a beautiful lady who was blessed with all heaven would possibly give a lady. She was graceful and gentle and her smile would just light up the world. Well my beautiful neighbour was named Katarina wa Oisso (Katarina daughter of Oisso). Oisso the father was a hard old man who would crack a rock by his stare. He was a cockrel in his early days and I heard was responsible for half the pregnancies in his village. One would think Oisso was a man who understood that a man wanted to be in the company of a beautiful lady as Katarina all the time, but no! even a stare on his daugher for just a micro second would send you straight to the Son of Mary. Oisso was known to make young men who would dare speak to his daughter dissapear or even move from the village.
Well I not being a respector of myths and folk law when it came to speaking to friendly ladies, I decided that Katarina was to smile always and not smile because of new ngoma za bata shoes or some new oil called Yolanda. She was going to smile because she was going to be in the company of thew cockrel of the village. She would smile because the new cockrel would bring her the finest worms and grains to make her skin glow brightly. Knowing Katarina very well she wouldnt just talk to you, you had to show her that you understood the bible and all characters in it as she was an astute bible club member. I decided to lay out a plan that included attending bible study always and also contingency plans for daily road work and survival tactics just incase I bumped into her father. That Sunday I went to church to get the dates and time for the bible study, I even asked my mother for some money to buy a bible. She just knelt down and thanked the Lord for answering her prayers that I had agreed to follow the true path of salvation, if my poor mother knew that I had found grace in Katarina.
The bible study was held on Wednesday and Fridays and Katarina was the leader of the group. My first plan was for her to notice me as a new and active member. This was to be achieved by actively raising questions and pointing cross references to other chapters in the bible. That worked like a charm and she noticed me after a very short time. Since we lived in the same area we would walk together and I made sure that all we talked about was the bible and how fascinating it was but I always made sure I brought the issue of man and woman being together in union for true happiness. She always smiled at this and she told me she would one day get the man of her dreams. Well that made me very happy as I saw an opportunity to fulfil a need.
After many bible study trips which by the way were getting to my nerves since I was missing my usual Friday lay about, Kataruna invited me to her house. At first I wasnt sure as images of being torn to pieces and disappearing without a trace. Noticing that she told me not to worry as her dad was away on a trip and wouldnt be back till the next day. My heart jumped two beats and my mind just imajined the un imajinable. We went inside and now I knew that bible lessons had no place in the next many words I would use. She went into the kitchen and brought me some juice which I had no appetite for as the words were just over flowing in my mouth. When she settled down I started Katarina, oh beautiful one and gracious one, the one that the man upstairs created and spared just for me I love .. Just before I would finish I heard Mjinga wewe, unandhania hapa nikwa mamako (you fool do you think this is your mothers house). The sight of Katarinas dad greeted my scared face and the next thing I saw was a belt flying in the air. I had to flee like I was on fire. After all that work no reward
