A Foreigner In Kenya, Chapter 4

 Kenyan Ladies 

Kenyan Ladies Today I would like to write something about women in Kenya. I didn't remember much, some I didn't want to keep in mind, but I can remember a lady, not because she was so pretty, more because I laughed so much. I have to admit right away that I never saw her, never shook her hand or looked into her eyes. Like most foreigners who want to come into contact with women, I went to a cyber office. It didn't take me long to look, I soon found what I was looking for. One ad caught my eye, it was Debbie's ad. I replied, briefly, saying my name, my age, where I come from. So nothing special. A few days later I got an answer. Debbie wrote. "Hello grandfather! How are you?" I had to laugh heartily. It's true, I'm not young anymore - I have to admit it - I'm old! I know and I'm not trying to hide Why also? We get old on our own, you don't have to do anything, you just have to be careful that you can grow old. Well, this 'grandfather' didn't really surprise, insult or otherwise hurt me, on the contrary, he amused me. There was no photo on Debbie's profile, so I asked her to send me a picture of her. I received an answer soon. "I don't have a smartphone, send me money, then I can take a picture of myself and send it to you." I had to laugh again. The grandfather didn't send any money, of course. To this day I don't know if this Debbie really exists. Could also have been a man, so a fake profile. Nobody is safe! "Don't do it," I replied. I can't remember exactly. But it sure came down to that. Another message came from her. Heartbreaking news. "Dad, please send me some money, I have nothing to eat!" It may or may not be true. What should i believe What is the truth? Not easy to find out. God and justice are a long time coming. My love for God wavers and is replaced by love for girls. The latter are more tangible, more tangible than justice. Seen in this way, one can say that love experiences lead directly to communism. It stuck in my mind because it was straightforward. She - if it was her - didn't mince her words and I think that's nice. We always have to decide before the others, about death, love, the world, we have to choose, risk something, let life draw us a little, leave something behind and find ourselves again. She was not like other women who try to avoid reality, who write that age is just a number. Even if it's true that age is a number, it says a lot about us. You can't go over it. It also doesn't fit when an old man has a young woman, expectations are different, the attitude to life is different. So there are many reasons why it doesn't fit. Everyone has to know what they want. I wish for a satisfied, balanced life and that is only possible with a partner who suits me in old age. R. Here said: "If you stay young in your head, the rest of your body is not so important to you. Is there anything that looks younger and fresher than sparkling eyes and a shimmering mind?" Gere is probably right there.

Waliopotea

Wacha nianze tangu mwanzo. Bila shaka! Mimi ni mgeni, ninakuja Kenya kukutana na mwanamke. Nilipata kutoka kwenye mtandao. Mawasiliano ya mtandao kawaida ni hatari na ngumu. Unaamini, amini kile mwanamke anakuandikia. Ikiwa hauamini mwache, kata mazungumzo. Na nilimwamini. Jina lake ni Jacqueline Ogutu. Yeye sio mchanga, sio mzee, katika umri mzuri, mama wa watoto wanne. Kufanya hadithi hiyo kuwa fupi, nilihisi kumpenda. Nilikuwa nikifanana sana. Yeye ni mwanamke mzuri na mzuri. Baada ya wiki kadhaa, tulikaa pamoja huko Mosocho, Kisii, ananiuliza ikiwa sitaki kununua nyumba kwetu. Nilidhani hilo ni wazo zuri na tunaanza kutafuta. Riuru, Kilimani, na maeneo mengine mengi tuliyokuwa tunatembelea. Lakini hoses zimekuwa, kwa hali yangu, kupanuka. Niligundua, ikiwa nitajenga nyumba yangu mwenyewe itagharimu nusu ya bei! Kwa hivyo tulikuwa tukitafuta njama. Hiyo ilikuwa rahisi basi shangazi yake alituunganisha na mmoja wa washiriki wenzake katika kijiji chake. Jina lake: Charles Mukuzi. Jambo la kushangaza ni kwamba pia kulikuwa na mtu, Patrick Hamazi. Alikuwa karibu kila wakati, hata wakati tulikuwa huko kutembelea njama hiyo, na sio njama yake. Mimi bougth njama. Tulikwenda kwa mtumishi, anafanya mkataba, hapa inaitwa makubaliano ya mauzo, kwenye stempu ya karatasi na Wizara ya Ardhi. Jackie walikuwa wakitafuta fundi. Alikuja na mvulana mmoja, jina lake ni Innocent. Nilijadiliana naye mara kadhaa juu ya jambo hilo na polepole sijahisi kufanana na mtu huyu. Nilimuuliza afanye mpango tunahitaji vifaa vipi na ni gharama gani ikiwa ni pamoja na kazi. Hakukuwa na matokeo. Baada ya siku kadhaa alikuja na akanionyesha ujumbe kwenye simu yake kutoka, kama alivyosema mbunifu, kwa kupaka rangi nyumba na kuhesabu vifaa. Hiyo ilikuwa chumba cha wageni sana. Alitaka 50.000 na 30.000 kwa kuchora nyumba. Namuuliza Jackie ikiwa Innocent ni fundi kweli? Alisema ndio. Kutoka wapi unamfahamu ?, lilikuwa swali langu linalofuata. Tuna nyumba kadhaa, jibu lake. Nadhani hakuna kitu sahihi. Wiki kadhaa baadaye nimefanya mchoro wa nyumba yangu kama vile ningependa. Tulikwenda Migori, tukapata mbuni, nikatoa maoni yangu, akasema hiyo ni sawa. Amefanya kuchora, stempu kutoka kwa serikali, nililipa ada na tulikuwa tayari kuanza na ujazo wa nyumba. Jackie wa karibu tukapata fundi, Benard. Bei ilikuwa sawa. Muonekano wake uko sawa. Hata hivyo amefanya vizuri.

Wakati wowote tulipotembelea tovuti ya ujenzi, kulikuwa na Patrick huyu. Alikuwa karibu kila wakati na pia shangazi ya Jackie. Swali lililofuata lilikuwa ni kutafuta mtu atakayesimamia ujenzi huo. Jackie amekuwa na wazo nzuri. Shangazi yake na Patrick wataangalia tovuti, na napaswa kuwapa kila mmoja 50.000. Ili kudumisha amani nilikubali kwanza, kisha baadaye nikakataa. Kwa pesa hizo ilikuwa inawezekana kwenda kila siku kwenye wavuti. Na huyu Patrick anaanza kwenda kwenye mishipa yangu. Chochote ambacho tumelazimika kuagiza, kufanya, yeye hutoa maoni yake kila wakati na hivi karibuni nimegundua, chochote alichosema ni sawa. Hakuna maswali zaidi, hakuna mazungumzo tena. Patrick huyo ni nani, nilimuuliza Jackie. Nilidhani ni jamaa kwa sababu alikuwa karibu kila wakati. Simjui, alijibu. Kwa hivyo anachotaka hapa, sijampigia simu, nilimjibu. Anataka kutusaidia, jibu lake lilikuwa.

Tunazungusha matofali kutoka kwa mkulima wa karibu. Ilikuwa nafuu kidogo. Kinachozidi kupanuka ilikuwa usafirishaji. Bei za wazimu wanauliza. Matofali yalisafirishwa na ujenzi unaanza.

Basi imenilazimu kuondoka nchini. Lockdown alikuja. Miezi sita nilikuwa nikingojea kurudi.

Ninaporudi, kitu kilibadilika. Ndoa alitaka. Sawa hakuna tatizo. Tulikwenda Kisumu kwa usajili. Hoteli ya Palmers tuliamuru sherehe hiyo. Siku nyingine tulikutana na wazazi wake. Jackie na mama yake walikwenda kwa askofu kuzungumza naye. Ikiwa kweli wamekuwepo? Wao tu ndio wanajua. Askofu alikubaliana na Hoteli ya Palmers, magari mawili ambayo nimelazimika kuagiza kwa watu wa kanisa, lazima waje. Askofu pia alihitaji msaada kutoka kwa mchungaji, kwa hivyo watu wasiopungua 15 kutoka kanisani wanapaswa kuja kusaidia sherehe hiyo. Nikauliza, lazima washike mikono? Inawezekana. Siku kadhaa baadaye tumekuwa na nyaraka za usajili. Askofu na mchungaji walipewa jukumu la kutusaidia. Ninawaambia ukweli, wote wawili walikuwa wamesimama kwenye sajili kama kifurushi kisichochukuliwa. Kwa hivyo, hakuna msaada kutoka kwao. Tulitoka kwenye sajili na Jackie akasema, hebu tupate kitu cha kula katika Hoteli ya Palmers. Askofu alikuwa akiangalia pembeni, akiuliza, Hoteli hii ya Palmers iko wapi? Hiyo inanifanya nihisi kutaka kujua kidogo. Kweli sasa siamini kwamba askofu ni askofu au mchungaji ni mchungaji. Siku kadhaa baadaye tulikutana naye huko Kisumu. Tulikuwa huko kwa usajili wa mkondoni wa ndoa yetu iliyopangwa. Alitoa ushauri ni nini na vipi tunapaswa kuchanganua na kunakili hati zetu, kuliko alivyoacha. Jackie alitaka harusi ya kanisa kama ilivyoelezwa hapo juu. Kwa hivyo lazima ajaze nambari ya usajili wa kanisa na mchungaji, wala askofu hajampa! Ajabu, angalau hii tgey inapaswa kujua. Nilinunua mabaki ya harusi, na vitu vingine, wanawake wanapenda. Na ndio, alikuwa anaonekana mzuri katika mavazi hayo, kama malaika.

Wakati unapita. Ndoa haikuwa jambo tena. Nyumba haikuwa jambo tena. Binti mmoja amekuwa na shida katika ndoa yake lakini hii hainihusu.

Tabia yake inakuwa ya kushangaza. Ajabu sana. Sasa najua ilikuwa hii ilisababishwa na. Alikuwa akifikiria kuwa mimi ni tajiri na polepole akagundua kuwa mimi sio tajiri. Ninaweza kununua chakula changu, naweza kulipa bili zangu, lakini hiyo ni yote. Kwa hivyo akafikiria kutafuta tajiri. Na alidhani amepata moja. Alikwenda Nairobi kukutana naye na alikutana naye. Aliniita kutoka hapo na nikasikia sauti ya mwanamume, ikimwambia, mwambie unampenda, halafu unacheka. Swali ni tu kabla au baada ya kulala naye. Nina hakika, alimfukuza, uwezekano mkubwa baada ya wao kuifanya. Siku iliyofuata alirudi na macho mekundu. Nadhani alikaa usiku katika kituo cha kuhamisha.

Nilikuwa nikizurura kile kinachoendelea, kweli. Hakuna swali zaidi juu ya nyumba. Hakuna swali zaidi juu yangu. Ninaanza kuwa mgeni. Binti mwingine, Jenny, alianza biashara yake mwenyewe. Nilikuwa nikizurura, kwa sababu hadi sasa hana uwezo wa kukaa kazini. Alipoteza kazi zote ambazo aliweza kupata. Na hiyo sio ajabu. Wakati mmoja nilimuuliza ni ngapi ni 10x50 na hakuweza kujibu. Labda kwa zero nyingi kwake. Kile nilichosikia ni kwamba walikodi duka na kuifanya tena, ambayo inagharimu karibu 25.000. Hizo pesa zinatoka wapi? Jibu rahisi, haswa kutoka kwangu. Kwa miezi iliyopita Jackie amechukua pesa kutoka kwangu. Siku moja niliangalia kwenye mkoba wangu na pesa zote zilikuwa zimekwisha!

Hadithi lazima ifupishwe. Nikamuacha. Niligundua kuwa hakunipenda kamwe, nilikuwa benki tu kwake.

Miezi baadaye nilirudi. Hakuna haja ya mimi kuwa na nyumba, shamba nchini Kenya, nataka kuiuza. Nyaraka hizo ziko kwa Jackie. Nilikwenda Mosocho, nikakaa katika Hoteli ya Venus Gardens. Huko Mosocho kila mtu ananijua. Dakika kumi baada ya kufika kwangu Jenny rafiki yake Joy alikuja, akiangalia ikiwa ni mimi kweli. Baada ya muda Jackie alikuja. Tuliongea. Muda mfupi alisema, alikataa kunipa hati. Alikataa kila kitu. Nilimwambia ikiwa atafanya kama hivyo sina nafasi nyingine ya kwenda kortini. Jackie alikuwa akicheka. Aliniambia nini kitatokea, wakili atachukua pesa zangu na atachukua njama yangu. Tulikuwa tukijadili haya, kisha akaniinama na kusema, sasa tunaingia chumbani kwako na utanivuta! Nilikataa, kulikuwa na mtu mweusi anayezungumza naye, kwa hivyo nikamwambia kwamba mtu huyu anataka kumtomba. Nilienda chumbani kwangu, Jackie nyuma yangu. Nilipofungua mlango nimeona kuwa kuna kitu kilikuwa kibaya. Niliibiwa! Jambo la kushangaza ni kwamba makubaliano ya mauzo yameibiwa. Pia kiliibiwa koti langu, mkoba wangu na 40.000, miwani yangu, chombo changu cha kupima sukari, suruali moja. Vitu vingine vyote vilikuwa vimebaki.

Sasa nina wakili na hakuna kinachokwenda. Pesa zangu tu. Nilipoteza kila kitu. Jackie hajatumia KSh 1 na sasa anapata milioni 2. Kama nilivyogundua, Kenya hakuna sheria iliyopo. Na hiyo ni kweli. Hapa unaweza kufanya unachotaka.

Mgeni ndiye aliye huru zaidi. Na hiyo sio kweli kila wakati. Vijana wengine waliniuliza ninaionaje Kenya, kwanini wazungu wengi wanakuja Kenya. Waliamini nitasema kwa sababu ni nchi nzuri lakini naijua vizuri. Wazungu wanakuja hapa kwa sababu hapa kuna biashara nzuri inayowezekana. Hiyo inamaanisha hapa wanaweza kufanya kile wanachotaka, pesa hufanya barabara moja kwa moja. Ulaya watasindika, hapa hakuna kinachotokea.

Nimefanya utaftaji mdogo. Kweli nilijaribu kupata ukweli.

Hapa kuna matokeo yangu.

1. Jackie ameolewa na Odongo. Nikamuuliza kwanini kwenye ID YAKE anaitwa Odongo? Ni makosa na serikali, alisema.

2. Patrick, kwa hivyo ujumbe, ni mpenzi wake.

3. Nilijificha. Hiyo ni hakika. Na hii ilipangwa na shangazi yake, Patrick na Jackie. Swali hapa ni, Charles yuko wapi? Je, ni jamaa, mpenzi? Au nini?

Hiyo ndio hadithi. Mimi sio mtu mweupe pekee ambaye alinaswa. Kuna wengine wengi. Shida ni kwamba hakuna mashtaka. Wezi wanaweza kuiba. Hakuna anayewazuia. Polisi hawafanyi chochote, CID haifanyi chochote. Conning inaweza kuendelea.