I still don’t understand how she came to choose me among the very many guys who had there heads deaply bowed in their phones enjoying the fastest speed of the morning wifi, at times it could go upto 4mbps. From afar you could tell that these was a congregation in a morning watch.
A tap on the back it was.No…maybe it is this kungurus who used mess around droping their solid non toxic waste on people seated underneath. Thats what I first though to my self until I had second tap, this time a more gently and kinda warm.
Quickly removed my earphones and gazed back systematically, one could think of an algorithm or even develop a code just to justify that motion, stiff and calm, what could be so warm in this chilly morning?
Alas! Not me! Not me! Do I call it self denial what.Is she actually talking to me??a man dies is born once and dies once, this was one of the favourite quotes young men from luo nyanza used to turn just to give pluck some courage even if they are sure of the outcome being totally negative… .So who am I not to use it,after all the odds already favoured me since step one of approching her was already done for me. I had to do this double chance this or rather land in a goal goal if things get whose.
“Hello”she said. “Am Sierra ,a freshman at the university and was wondering if you could …………”I swear by my own name ,the NolanKing, that was best voice have ever had, so tender and gentle. “Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah”that was me asnwering before I could let her fishing her statement, after all which man alive could resist such a lady? This was one in a million, Amin Dada, Hitler…..name them…all these dictators would never stand a chance in the power of her voice.
She was such a creation, beautiful bold and outgoing….God must have set a side whole week if not a month just to mould this curves, ellipses, parabolas and….. from the rich loam soils of Seme. In my heart I could wish for nothing more but her,, more of her and more…… Her smile summarised all that man could want in a woman… No a God sent woman! If anything has ever been impossible ,this was a time to prove this term wrong,she belongs to me, already possessing her. ….do obsession come at first sight too… … Topic for another day.
After few jumps here and there. . .We were done with whatever brought her to me, like what Sierra opted me to help her do. . . What now? There we were standing gazing at each other with the only thing running in my mind is .. Sa ntamwombaje namba yake?? It was time to bid her goodbye and just hope we meet some other day, maybe I’ll get a better chance to express myself then… Shall I not get her number now. …. After all wema nshatenda, acha niende zangu.
Her warm b**bs rested on my parambulating chest with her arms around me.Was that goodbye hug or an introduction to the goodies I’ll soon be enjoying? ? Who knows……….
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