THE LETTER

2years ago, my “social network”friend wrote a letter to “Sir” and his fellow countrymen. I can see the letter is even more relevant today than ever…A must read masterpiece…enjoy it

THE LETTER-my meditation for my country and my countrymen.

Sir.,the current politico-economy trend in our very country is tense and uncertain.,as we are all aware of the aftermath of the trend and very aware that for the government to run smoothly and steadly.,some people’s mind should forget relaxing and meditating consistently.,even there bodies should be imprisoned from luxuries for all along untill the situation has been stabilised as once it had. At this particular time the minds of potential people in the country are occupied not exactly with this tense situation at hand but by the joyous of wealth and power. We, me and my peer generation have expectations and dreams to be realized in later days, but the situation jeopardize our life and our later living wayz,

yes we wish to inherit the country and all within,the culture, welfare and values.,but we are ready in condition that you handle to us the country in peace not in pieces.,as the things seems to derail and before things fall apart.,we take initiative to meditate, search, explore and dig the core and fundamental gear that will take us into safe, secure and unbumped road towards our success and progress.

We have gone all ways along on attempt to find a PERFECT solution without any achievement and still we are looking for it but surely sir., we can’t go no more without your help.,perhaps you help us to step further more,that we can lift our foot forward.,only by then we will become conscious of our real quest and its adventureous..,untill then we will have no one who we can rely in exception of your sincere decisions, your rationality and our own outstanding....!

We.,youth.,the contemporary workforce of this NATION, inside our mind is full of despair, fear.,disrupted dreams and total thug experiences. The overwhelming response of this peer group of mine over their very situation made it clear that their mind had come to embody all the contradictions, confusion and self-contradictory effect that have grown up around us.

Absolutely..,we are committed citizen of this nation and we wish only the best upon it. Hear us Sir.,what we experience is not just mere experience as your peer define it.,that means they should re-direct their thinking ways and the way they perceive our expression of our experiences..,do not define us that we demand supremacy but surely we try to live our life out of this rage.,we demand only to perpetuate our survival in better way sir.,it’s never extra-ordinary approaches towards realization of our pre-settled objectives..,but your response seems to denie and defranchise our every move as its likely to confront your older and failed tactics. WE ARE YOUNG AND OUR WAYS REFLECT THAT..,OUR WAYS SEEMS RECKLESS., FAST AND VULNERABLE BUT WE TRUST IT AND YOU GET TO TRUST US TOO. But you Sir claims that youth does not care.,youth are incompetent..,youth does not grow enough to see things and understand it..,you say.,when we entrust youth everything will go haywire. It’s not like that always Sir..,

Once awhile.,we were convinced.,taken and aboded in ur chain of thoughts that demand OUR POWER and our full support to achieve your quest and desire that you take us into bloodshed and collateral death., you blend us with names to motivate us and blind us..,you take us to our doom and yet u call it neccessary sacrifices..,i’m sure u can’t negate that the death was never triumphant.,there is nothing more tragic than a life cut short-one that has not been allowed to bloom to its fullest potential.,we don’t want this to happen anymore..,IF WE REALLY SAY POLITICS IS AN ARTISTIC.,THEN WE GOT TO BE MORE RESPONSIBLE FOR OUR VERY ACTS..,IF YOU SEE SOMEBODY DYING BECAUSE OF WHAT YOU SAYING, IT DON’T MATTER THAT YOU DIDN’T MAKE HIM DIE.,IT JUST MATTERS THAT YOU DIDN’T SAVE HIM.,help us to grow big enough to stand by ourselves.., DO NOT TAKE US TO THE DOOM...!

HEALTH TIPS: DIABETES MELLITUS-KISUKARI

DIABETES MELLITUS –KISUKARI.

Diabetes mellitus has now become a most feared disease in urban areas, and this has largely attributed by dramatic changes in life styles of people.

It’s most feared as it has no definitive treatment, use you acquire the condition, the hope remains in palliatives, which do nothing than controlling blood sugar, so as to halt the speed of progression of disease into devastating complications.

Having diagnosed with diabetes mellitus, and especially when it reaches the criteria of using medications, it mean nothing but to spend entire life in medications! This has psychological and economic implications.

There are two types of DM,typeI and  DM typeII. Here I will focus on DMII as it occurs in adults and there are some measures to take, for the sake of being on safe side.

KISUKARI NI NINI?

Mtu  anapokua na kisukari maana yake ni kwamba sukari kwenye damu ni nyingi kuliko kiwango cha  kawaida.

Kwa hali ya kawaida sukari yapaswa kua katika  vipimo vya 3.5mmol/L mpaka 11.10mmol/L endapo ikiwa zaidi  11.1mmol/L,hili ni tatizo.

Dalili  nyingine za kisukari ni pamoja na 

·         Kiu ya maji ya mara kwa mara-polydispia (kawaida  mtu hunywa maji lita 2 kwa siku)

·         Hamu kubwa ya chakula/kula sana-polyphagia

·         Kukojoa mara kwa mara-polyuria (kwa usiku kuamka zaidi ya mara tatu ajiri ya kukojoa)

·         Kupungua uzito-weight loss

·         Kupoteza nguvu ya macho-blurred vision

·         Kupata maambukizi ya fangasi mdomoni,vidoleni na sehemu za siri.-candindiasis

Ukiona dalili hizi ni heri kuwahi mapema kituo cha afya au hospitali na kucheki sukari.au kama una glucometer nyumbani check

MADHARA YA KISUKARI NI NINI?

impotence-ndoa hatarini

·        Kupata shinikizo la damu/high blood pressure

·         Waweza kupata kiharusi (stroke)  

·         Kupoteza nguvu ya macho/upofu

·         Figo kupata madhara,isipo tibiwa figo hufa kabisa

·         Kupoteza nguvu za kiume/hamu ya tendo la ndoa

·         Kupata ganzi miguuni na mikoni

·         Vidonda visivyo pona/vidonda ndugu ambavyo hupelekea miguu/mguu kutatwa (amputation)

KISUKARI HUPATIKANA  VIPI

Munganiko wa vitu viwili kwa pamoja (synergism) hupelekea mtu kupata kisukari.

1.      Urithi wa chembechembe toka wa kizazi (genetic predisposition from 1^st degree relatives)

·         Kama kuna ndugu yako wa karibu kwa damu au mzazi mwenye tatizo la sukari,uwezekano unakua mkubwa nawe kupata-1^st degree relative

2.      Mazingira ya maisha (life style).

·         Uzito usioendana na kimo/urefu-BMI.Normal range 18-25 calculated by =weight in kg/height  in meter  squre. Tumia hata simu yako kama ni adroid.

au waist circumfarence zaidi ya 88cm kwa wanawake na 102cm kwa wanaume

·         Kula vyakula vyenye mafuta ya cholesterol/vinywaji vyenye sukari

·         Maisha ya kukaa kaa pasipo mazoezi  (sedentary life style)

·         Pombe/ulevi

·         Matibabu yaambatanayo na vidonge Fulani (thiazides,beta blockers,anti psychotic,statins etc)

·         Mimba

Muunganiko wa sababu za mwanzo na hizi za pili hupelekea kongosho kushindwa kuzalishaa vichocheo insulin au mwili kushindwa kurespond kwa vichocheo hivyo hata kama vina zalishwa. Hivyo mtu kupata kisukari.

Hapa hatuwezi kujikinga na sababu zilizopo katika kundi la 1,ila tunaweza kuziepuka hizo katika kundi la2.

NANI ANATAKIWA KWENDA KU SCREEN AJIRI YA KISUKARI?

 

kipimo cha sukari

ü  Mwenye umri wa miaka 45

ü  Mjamzito

ü  Mwenye pressure zaidi ya 140/90

ü  Mwenye BMI zaidi ya 30

ü  Mwenye ndugu wa karibu,ambae ana kisukari

ü  Mwenye maradhi ya ovaries

TUNAJIKINGA VIPI NA KISUKARI?

·         Mazoezi ya mapangilio-regular exercise

·         Chakula chenye mpangilio-health diet

·         Kupunguza uzito kulingana na vimo vyetu

·         Kupunguza pombe/au kuacha kabisa.

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Weka maoni yako.

2012 BOOKS AT GLANCE...

2012 is the year probably I have read varieties of extra curriculum books than ever before, from novel stories to religious books, philosophical books to biographies of public icons. In so doing I came to realize how the world is blessed with extra potentials; I also came to realize diversities of ideas and the angles through which people do judgment of things.

I was so moved sometimes with the ideas in those books to the extent of trying to practice everything I read in practical life,(copy n paste) however letter on I came to release that, The ideas/stories discussed by authors remain as a corner storm for me to start pondering  and critically analyzes  what to do and act  accordingly. And that probably defines effective readings.

Reading books without having time to digest the ideas u have read to your own opinion is useless, and even fatal. It’s fatal because it kills your own potentials and become slave of someone’s mind.

Of  the all  books in the long list of books I have read in 2012, 48 laws of power by Robert Greene remain as no. 1 book that I disagree with most author’s ideas he discussed in his 195 pages’ book. To me Robert preaches on dishonesty, deceit, cynical and hypocrites, he emphasizes on power at any cost, at expenses of traumatizing others. Although he didn’t mentions, my reservations takes me to think even taking someone’s breath, is one of his way he would advocate, To my opinion if the world could buy his ideas  to practical life, the world could be more than hell…

Here is his no.1 law of power…..

RULE NO.1

Never outshine the master

Always make those above u feels comfortably superior.in your desire to please and impress them,do not go far in displaying your talents or you might accomplish the opposite-inspire fear and insecurity. Makes your master appear more brilliant than they are and you will attain the heights of power

KISA CHA WANAFUNZI 5 WA CHUO

Wanafunzi watano wa chuo kikuu kimoja
hapa nchini walikuwa wanatakiwa
wafanye mtihani siku ifuatayo. Wale
wanafunzi wakanywa pombe mpaka saa
nane usiku. Siku ya mtihani wote wakawa na uchovu
wa hangover,hivyo wakashindwa kwenda
kufanya mtihani. Wakatunga uongo wa kuenda
kumwambia Lecturer wa somo
husika.Wakaenda kumdanganya Lecturer
kuwa walishindwa kufanya mtihani kwa
sababu jana walienda harusini na wakati
wanarudi gari lao likapata pancha na wakavamiwa na majambazi wakawapiga
na kuwaibia. Yule Lecturer akakubali na akawapa siku
tatu za kujiandaa kwa Special exam. Siku ya mtihani special,Lecturer aliwapa
ma paper na kuwasimamia mwenyewe.
Mwongozo wa mtihani ulikuwa kama
ufuatavyo; 1.Mtihani huu ni kwa wanafunzi watano. 2.Majibu yao yote yafaa yawe
sawa...yakiwa tofauti watapata zero na
kufeli. 3.Mtihani huu una maswali matano na
yote lazima yajibiwe. Maswali ya mtihani yalikuwa hivi: 1.Harusi ilifanyika sehemu gani? 2.Gari mliotumia mpaka mkapata pancha
inaitwaje? 3.Ajali ilitokea eneo gani? 4.Nani alikuwa dereva? 5.Tairi ipi ilipata pancha...ya mbele au
nyuma? NAWATAKIA MTIHANI MWEMA.

TRUTH

                                           TRUTH

A five letters word, whose subject is hardly clear, and almost impossible to touch the subject in coherent way, merely contemporary. The subject itself has been debatable in both philosophical and religious point of view for years. Truth is a reality, fact, fidelity. There is gigantic difference between truth and belief, some folks use these terms transposable, but the latter is subjected to relativity, while the former does not. Truth is truth.

Belief is optional, obsession and sometimes emotional, but truth doesn’t relies on facts, evidence and rationality.

Truth is the life style, which involves both quality of faithfulness, fidelity, loyalty, sincerity, and veracity. Its life style which has proven to be most unfeasible one, its horrid task to practice. For other folks truth is missing vocabulary in their life.

Truthful person, tells truth unconditionally, it doesn’t matter either ruin his reputations or heave his status. Its reflex .its lifestyle.

Truth victimizes, resent, deform, devalue, and sometimes fail even to the one telling or to his/her allies or public figure. As the deepest urge in human nature is desire to be important, and human being always craving to be appreciated. These desires are easily gained by lying, blackmailing, malice, misleads, on the other hand it seems tough to attain through being honest and truthful. To my opinion the former is subjected to pseudo status, never last -easy come, easy go.

As to truth, deceitful has same upshot, it victimize, resent, deform, and even takes lives. But in this case deceiving doesn’t cost the one telling it, it does to third part. So Truth and lying shares same similarities, thus separated by narrow margin, should the one cross or swing in the line, according to circumstances, should we balance lie and truth? - I remain skeptical.

Does it worth to tell a passer-by,   “I saw your girl friend with another dude last night” or telling the assassin the details to his stratagem?  It’s futile. Thus truth without wisdom is more like an empty set. The two variables must be equated and solved simultaneously, truth and wisdom are synergies.

Let me hypotheses; truth is the inborn character, genetically constituted in some one’s genes, its  nature to tell the truth, children are entitled to truth, its  reflex to them, they never lies.  That’s why judicial system adopts the testimony given by children.

Wisdom is inborn as well as acquired traits, it’s through this second parameter the one can decide his/her lifestyle-truthfully, deceitfully life style or balance of the two.

OBAMA; The Abracadabra

When you ask me,to mention a politician i adore  much,definitely its Barack Obama
Obama is such a charismatic, rhetorician,and focused.he defines what the modern politics should be...his journey to the top office is unlikely..his background is  uncertain,being a son to a father from forgotten corner of the world,with a mother of low income strata, would not even predict the journey of this Guy.
But with hopes,guts,determination,and strong faith, a first American black president is possible.its possible because Barack  believed in Dr.Martin Luther king's dream,its possible because Rose parks refused to leave a bus seat to a white person in December 1st 1954.

a basketball player  who become a great orator,rhetorician,and political pundit,he used to stand tall in podium speaking with confidence on what he strongly believe America should be,a change that he wished all American deserve,gave him enough vote to white house.
Barack chose to be a volunteer,a community organizer,instead of being employed for white color jobs with better salary like many youth after their first graduations. Through his job a volunteer, he experienced first hand challenges that common citizens faces,he learned how decisions of politicians in Washington affects common people...its through these experiences, his journey to the biggest office in the world started,he was determined to solve those problems.


spring field -Chicago was a place where Abraham Lincoln stood for a "divided house" its the same place Barack told the world that "yes we can" for the 1st time.

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ooooh shit will write more if i get time...bye bye

HADITHI YA KUSISIMUA

HADITHI HII IMETUNGWA NA MZEE MWANAKIJIJI WA JAMII FORUMS....KUTOKANA NA MVUTO WAKE NIMEIWEKA HAPA KWA NIA YA KUPATA BURUDANI KWA WAPENZI WA HADITHI KAMA MIMI

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Tangu utotoni nilijuwa kuwa nimejaliwa uzuri wa maumbile na sura. Nikiwa mtoto wa kike wa pekee na wa mwisho wa Mzee Erasto Malyamkono (mtaani alijulikana kama Mzee Mswahili) nilikuwa nimedekezwa nikadekeka. Kaka zangu walikuwa wakinichunga utadhani mboni ya jicho vile, na hakuna kitu nilichotamani ambacho sikukipata. Nilijitahidi kuitunza heshima yangu na heshima ya familia hususan maswala ya wanaume. Nilimaliza kidato cha nne kule Bwiru Mwanza na baadaye kujiunga na shule ya Masista wa Damu Takatifu kule Kifungilo Lushoto. Hadi naanza kidato cha tano nilikuwa bado bikira.

Kabla ya hapo vijana wengi kule mtaani maeneo ya Isamilo walikuwa wakinitaka na kunifukuzia. Nawakumbuka kina Maiko, John, Almasi na Mugisha (alikuwa na umbo kubwa na kakichwa kidogo, utadhani hana shingo) wa pale magorofa ya Benki jinsi walivyokuwa wakinisarandia. Nilikuwa mcheshi na sikuwa na maringo yoyote. Yangu yalikuwa ni maneno na ahadi kem kem, lakini kuwavulia chupi la!! Nilikula vi pesa vyao vya sangara n(a kujinoma kwa tuzawadi twao.) Mademu wengi pale mtaani walinichukia sana, na hawakuficha wivu wao. Wengi waliokuwa wakinitaka walikuwa ni watoto wa wakubwa (miongoni mwao walikuwemo mtoto wa Jaji maarufu na mwingine alikuwa ni mtoto wa RPC). Namkumbuka mhindi mmoja ambaye naye alikuwa akinifukuzia ile mbaya. Nilijiona mimi ni malkia wa mbingu nikiitetemesha nchi kila nipitapo.

Ilikuwa ni huko Lushoto ndiko nilikopata kwa mara ya kwanza kuonja joto la mapenzi. Ilikuwa ni likizo ya pili ndipo nilipokutana na Petro J Shekitondo (Alipenda kuitwa PJ). Basi letu lilisimama pale Mombo kwa ajili ya kujipatia chakula kabla ya kuendelea na safari yetu hadi Moshi. Yeye alikuwa ni mfanyakazi katika Hoteli ya Usambara, mojawapo ya hoteli mashuhuri pale Mombo. Nilikuwa nimekaa kwenye meza moja na marafiki zangu wawili; Sakina Mwanakibili (mtoto wa Mbunge) na Grace Chambi (mtoto wa Katibu wa Wizara, ambaye boyfriend wake alikuwa Mbunge mmoja).

Tukiwa tunapeana gumzo, tulikatishwa mazungumzo yetu na kijana mrefu, aliyevalia suruali ya jeans na T-Shirt yenye maandishi ya “Daytona Beach” Kifuani. Alikuwa ni mtanashati na sote watatu tulijikuta tukipoteza mtiririko wa mawazo kwa sekunde.

“Habari zenu” Alitusalimia kwa sauti nzito yenye upole
“Powa” Tulimjibu kwa pamoja huku tukijifanya hatumjali “Mko tayari kuagiza chochote” Alituuliza tena akituangalia kwa kutupokeza.
“Tupe dakika chache” Nilisema kwa niaba ya wenzangu, ambao waliafiki kwani muda wote huo tulikuwa tukipiga gumzo wala hatukuaangalia ile menu ubaoni.
“Clara” Grace aliniita
“Nini” Nilimjibu
“Mbona unamuangalia kaka wa watu utadhani unataka kummeza!” Aliniambia
“Hamna kitu, nilikuwa mbali tu” Nilimjibu, laiti wangejua ni umbali gani nilikuwa!!
“aha!” Walihamaki wote wawili kana kwamba hawakuamini maneno yangu. Aliporudi tena alijitambulisha kwetu kwa jina na kuchukua oda zetu.

Tulikula kwa haraka haraka kwani tulianza kusikia honi ya basi letu ikianza kulia. Kama kawaida tuliangalia alipokaa dereva na demu mmoja wakila, hatukuwa na haraka. Tulipomaliza kula tulijiandaa kuondoka. Kabla hata hatujafika nje tukasikia mtu akituita.
“Samahani kina dada” Alikuwa ni PJ Shekitondo.
“Nini tena” Tulimuuliza tukishangaa labda tumesahau kitu.
“Dada wewe” akinionyesha mimi, “naomba nikuulize kitu” alisema. Tukasogea chemba. Akaja karibu yangu kiasi cha kusikia joto la mwili wake na akasogea kuninong’oneza jambo.
“Tangu uingie hapa hotelini macho yangu yalikuwa kwako, natamani tufahamiane” Aliniambia na sauti kakamavu ilivunja vunja kila vizuio nilivyokuwa navyo. Sikuamini kuwa mwanamme anaweza kunigusa kihisia namna hiyo.
“Mbona basi letu liko karibu kuondoka” Nilimjibu kwa aibu na kudengua kidogo
“Si unasoma Kifungilo” Alinijibu kumbe alishajua mimi ni Mwanafunzi.
“Umejuaje? Kwani tuna alama kwenye paji?” Nilimjibu kwa aibu.
“Nimeshawahi kukuona mlipokuja Mazinde Juu kwa debate” Alinijibu. Dereva wa basi alitoka nje na kuelekea kwenye basi. Nikajua nilazime niamue haraka.
“Sikiliza John” Nilimwambia, “Ninarudi tena shuleni mwezi ujao katikati, labda tuwasiliane wakati huo au vipi?” Nilimwambia.
“Poa tu” Alinijibu.

Alichukua kipande cha karatasi na kuandika namba yake ya simu na kuniambia kuwa siku nikiwa njiani kurudi nimpigie ili tukutane. Nilimwahidi kuwa nitampigia simu wakati nikirudi toka likizo. Nilikimbilia kupanda basi. Rafiki zangu waliniangalia kwa mshangao jinsi uso wangu ulivyong’ara kwa aibu na soni. Wakataka niwasimulie yaliyotokea. Nilisubiri kwa hamu siku ya kurudi toka likizo.

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Jinsi nilivyongojea kwa hamu likizo iishe. Nilikuwa najisomea vitabu, kuangalia TVs (hasa Oprah) na MTV n.k. Hata hivyo mawazo yangu yalikuwa kwa PJ tu. Sijui itakuwaje nikimuona, sijui bado atanionyesha kunitaka... nilifikiri nguo nitakazovaa na kama niweke nywele rasta au kalikiti. Kwa uchafu wangu wa mawazo nimwazia akiwa uchi mbele yangu!!, je nanihi yake kubwa kiasi gani!! Sijui niiguse au la. Mara nyingi nilijikuta nikijichekea mwenyewe. Katika hayo yote ilibidi nikubali mwenyewe kuwa sikuwa na utaalamu katika fani hiyo. Sijawahi kufanya mapenzi na mwanamume yeyote. Nilihisi kutetemeka kwani labda PJ anafikiri mimi nimeshawahi kuwa na mwanamume na hivyo atatarajia nimwonyeshe vitu vya nguvu kitandani. Itakuwaje basi nikiboronga? Nikatamani siku za zamani ambapo mabinti walikuwa wanakwenda unyago na kufunzwa na kufundwa!! Sijui nianzie wapi, nilijiwazia. Niseme wazi kuwa mambo mengi ya mapenzi nilijifunza toka gazeti la “Heko” kwenye darasa lake la Mapenzi na vitabu vingi vya mapenzi. Hata hivyo niligundua kuwa hakuna kitu mbadala zaidi ya kujifunza kwa vitendo. Nikaamua kuwa nitaenda kumwona dada Bupe.

Bupe alikuwa ni miongoni mwa kina dada waliochangamkia biashara ya mapenzi. Nilitambulishwa kwake na wanafunzi wenzangu wakati tukisoma Bwiru. Baadhi ya wanafunzi wa Bwiru walikuwa wanaunganishwa na Bupe na vibosile wa Mwanza na walikuwa wakikutana nyumbani kwa da Bupe pale Pasiansi si mbali sana na ule uwanja wa ndege wa Mwanza. Dada Bupe alikuwa ni kama anawamiliki wasichana hao. Kila mwisho wa wiki tunapopata ruhusa ya kwenda mjini, wengi walikuwa wanaishia kwa Bupe. Nilipopewa nafasi hiyo mimi nilikataa na sikurudi tena. Lakini nikimuwazia PJ nikagundua kuwa hakuna mtu mwingine anayeweza kunisaidia zaidi ya dada Bupe. Nilifunga safari siku ya Alhamisi na kupanda vi- Express yaani daladala za Mwanza hadi Pasiansi. Kwa vile ilikuwa ni wakati wa likizo, sikutarajia kukuta “wageni wengi pale”. Kulikuwapo na gari moja Toyota lenye nembo ya “Jimbo Kuu la Mwanza” limeegeshwa uani. Nilipobisha hodi, si mwingine aliyefungua mlango ila dada Bupe. Sikutaka kujua gari la Jimbo linafanya nini kwa kungwi.

“Karibu, nikusaidie nini?” Alijibu bila kuonyesha kama ananikumbua au la.
“Shikamoo da Bupe” Nilimsalimu nikipiga goti langu kidogo kwa mtindo wa Kisukuma.
“We acha kunizeesha, mambo vipi?” Badala ya kuitikia “marahaba” aliniyeyushia kiaina. Siku hiyo alikuwa amevalia kaptula ya khaki iliyomkaa vyema na alivalia T-shirt ya rangi nyekundu yenye maandishi ya kumetameta yasemayo “Playgirl”.
“Hunikumbuki, da Bupe” nilimuuliza. Tulikuwa bado tumesimama mlangoni.
“Nikumbushe basi usiniambie wewe ni ndugu yangu” Alisema akicheka.

Nilimkumbusha jinsi nilivyokutana naye kwa mara ya kwanza wakati nikisoma Bwiru kama miaka michache tu iliyopita. Akataka kujua kilichonileta hapo kwake, nilimweleza kinaganaga jinsi nilivyojikuta niko njia panda. Nilimuomba msaada wa ushauri wake. Akanikaribisha ndani, kwenye sebule iliyopambwa vizuri kwa makochi ya kifahari na samani za kila aina.

“Yaani unataka nikufundishe kufanya mapenzi” Aliniuliza
“Ndiyo, na zaidi jinsi ya kumridhisha mwanamme” Nilimwambia
“Ok, nitakufundisha itakugharimu lakini” Aliniambia
“Shilingi ngapi?” Nilimuuliza
“Shilingi eflu ishirini tu” Aliniambia bila hata ya kupoteza pumzi. Nilikubali.

Akaniambia kuwa nirudi na hizo fedha kesho yake, na niwe tayari kwa somo la kwanza litakalohusisha mimi kuvunjwa bikira yangu. Nilirudi nyumbani nikijisia afueni lakini mwenye wasiwasi. Sikujua kama uamuzi wangu ulikuwa ni wa busara au la. Hata hivyo nikajisemea moyoni, “maji ukiyavulia nguo, huna budo uyaoge”. Nimeyavulia nguo, niko tayari kuyaoga.

XXX ITAENDELEA x x  

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