Mchele / Pishori story, the last episode.
It was on Friday the 13th, April 2018.
At around 8pm, there was mad traffic along Thika Road so I arrived at my house in Zimmerman late & since I couldn't manage to fix supper, I passed by my favourite Butchery for a meal. then I passed by the supermarket to buy milk & biscuits for breakfast. At my gate, though it was dark I noticed a young, slim girl probably around 16 or 17 yrs. I asked her what she was doing.
"Nimefukuzwa fees, naenda kwa Aunty yangu nilale, alafu kesho niende home." She said..

Mchele Story Part 2
During the curfew period in 2020 when clubs were closed, we used to work for a week then rest for a week. This was to ensure that staff observed social distancing.
Now since there was a lockdown & no movement out of Nairobi, I decided... to keep myself busy. So I operated a taxi during my free time. This gave me some earnings instead of lazying in the house all week long.
Now a fellow taxi guy who initiated me into my new hustle used to get many jobs & sometimes he was overwhelmed. So he could give me some jobs..

In 2015 within Umoja Innercore, I was given Pishori.
I went to this popular joint to take my nyamchom order & proceed home. I met some friends & decided to join them to unwind as we irrigated our throats a little. Since they had already taken their supper, I excused myself & moved to the next table to take my meal. I was very hungry. As I was eating, a lone guy joined me. He had a bottle of Tusker. By then a friend had ordered 2 cold tuskers for me. I had opened 1.
As I cleared my plate...