Part 3
There was this young maasai man who had eyed Kairetu during lectures and had asked her out severally, his name was Saruni Lemaiyan but comrades nicknamed him Ole Maasai. Kairetu accepted several dates and they went out. Although she accepted the dates, she constantly turned down his consistent proposals for a couple relationship. She could only take him as a comrade and as a friend and she'd excuse herself with books. She claimed that she was still a student and that she wanted to concentrate more on her career. Despite all, Saruni wanted to settle down and start a family and because he loved her genuinely, he agreed to wait until she graduated.
Saruni was born in village called Oloosurutia, in Kajiado county. His mother was a Luhya and his father was a Maasai. His parents started a business of selling Maasai made artifacts at kenyatta market in central Nairobi. For easier access to the market and for fluency of their business, they moved to Dagoretti, in a town called Kawangware where Saruni grew up and schooled. He knew almost everything about Kawangware and the surrounding towns.
There was a day he invited Kairetu they go watch a live rugby match at Impala grounds. During the match Kairetu told him about their first born Ndichū who got lost in Nairobi. "He was tall dark and muscular and had a unique thing about him, he had white hair on his back-head. Our mother used to tell us that he slid into a sufuria of boiling uji. Some parts of his skin were discolored. He was struggling with drugs the period he left for Nairobi." Kairetu explained. Saruni was so much interested with her and he could do anything for her. The word drugs made him, in his mind picture one of the drugging holes which are well known as junkies.
Saruni. "If he was into drugs I can walk you about the major drug chambers in these streets of Nairobi." Kairetu impatiently, "can we start now?" Without much ado, Saruni rose from the bench they were sitting on and said, "okay, let's go." He continued, "those drugging holes are not good for strangers as junkies can make you run for your life naked. They are well known for robbery, and theft. The few victims who managed to get them jailed had huge teriffic shocks when they saw the culprits walking in the streets freely." They then left even before the match was halftime.
Saruni lead her to the closest junky. They walked several meters behind Impala grounds. After beating a corner, they followed the railway line a little while. As they walked approaching Kibera they started seeing one one person sitting on the rail and getting more as they walked through. Some were acting zombies; they were just scratching different parts of their bodies and removing lice from the waistlines in a very slow motion they looked like statues. They greeted few who Saruni knew. A certain skinny light skinned lady stopped by, " bro give me ten bob." Saruni told her that they didn't have much and that he'll give her next time.
"I have not seen him, I think we should just leave this place." Kairetu was already exhausted of the junky. "Okay, before we do so, let me ask Kinara, the person in charge," said Saruni.
They got closer to where people were gathering the most. They were surrounding four persons. Two were saniffing weed, one was rolling them and Kinara was the one doing the selling and he was already high and drooling in zombie-mode.
Saruni and Kinara. "Is how Kinara, you been good?" "Yes sir, as always, it is a rule, you know." "We are looking for someone called Ndichū. Ever heard of him? He had burns on his flesh and white hair..." "Magazeti?" Kinara cut in without letting him conclude his statement and continued, "Eeh, Magazeti, I can remember Magazeti, he had burns on his body even on the back of his head had burned and had white hair."
"We're talking of Ndichū, my brother." Kairetu elucidated. Upon hearing that, Kinara wanted to know where that feminine voice came from, he looked at Kairetu for the first time and then turned back to his business. There were customers stretching out their hands with money; towards Kinara, he took money from several people and gave them rolls and some he gave "mundus" (powder).
"We don't use real names here and we leave zero family traces." Kinara said with his eyes focused on the joints that were being rolled. Then he continued, "Magazetti was sent." Both Kairetu and Saruni looked puzzled as if they didn't understand and together they jinxed questioning Kinara. "He was sent where?"
Kinara narrated how Magazetti was given fare to exile himself after being given several warnings, he had involved himself in several robberies with violence and with attempted murder. He told them how Magazetti refused to go exile even after being given fare to leave the city, how he got sent in a broad day light with seven bullets, and how the corrupted media houses reported him missing.
They then left Junkyard. Kairetu had sobs and Saruni confronted her as they walked out of the junky. Saruni called her an uber to drive her back to campus.
Part 4 coming soon...
Meanwhile they'll be poetic breaks, keep checking.
KASAZILE
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