You Are Guilty!

It's very intriguing how so much can be communicated over long distances with only ones and zeros. Quite impressive and painful for those of us with the messengers' genes, but we blame mother necessity and her inevitable husband change constantly in work to make life more enjoyable. Friday night, after a beautiful long day, going through cute lenses work of unique portraits and texts from just made new friends and crush or 'new project,' busy on the green app to connect with the souls and engage in definitive conversation as I call it. Haha, I feel you. Suppose you spare 43.2GB to enjoy the meme. We all pick out poison, but man, memes are way on top, kidding.

Notification of a new chat tickles the hearts of the isolated, and I must say I'm at the top of the list. I scroll back to check on who the delicate fair soul with a gentle 'hey' voice just remembered this elegant work of creation in the form of a male being. Well, not disappointed, though, but man, change your DP. Ooh, you shaved!. Is the fantastic anointed soul of Mr. Shaga makende, with an anointed insult inform of greeting after seeing my post on my recent tour along Mombasa road, "umetoka kushaga makende" you know cycling is fun? It requires caution and a regulated number of hours on the saddle and peddles, especially for the hairy chinned earthlings to care for your future generations, of course for those with plans for their name and faces to live long after? It's followed by an invite to join him on Sunday for a hangout and chats (polite insults).

We agreed to meet on Sunday and ended the chat with some polite anointed insults, which I win for it's my world and no spiritual regulations required. It's some few minutes past 11 am. I am already a few meters from the main entrance and walking confidently since the plans were to be just in time as he finished leading the flocks for their routine Sunday grazing on the windward side. It turned out to be my 'Sun-day,'  the third mass was just starting, and trust me, he was in charge, and I had to wait. The most painful part is I'm not too fond of the windward side, leave alone the fellow sheep. After a long wait under the hot sun, for which I must say if the so-called hell is a hundred times hotter, I'm changing my ways. The mass was over, and I headed straight to the compound where we met over a real exotic African chicken "kienyeji serious" that I couldn't get my teeth to grind on ended up being a vegetarian for lunch.

Little talk after, and the mighty eyes couldn't hold more of the light on a fine lather seat, and within some minutes, he was in the land of the ancestors. Exposure is a good thing, haha. I couldn't get enough of some excellent artistically done camping chairs at the verandah as I sat calmly admiring the fine work of a man tasked and with all dedication delivered. "You know, man," he said as he still rubbed sleep off his eyes, "I need some time off. I don't think I'm going to be around for long now. Talks are underway, and I just hope I'm going to get a nice cool place with a cool breeze and birds of all kinds singing for some grains payment in the evening" haha, they must be loud, I said, jokingly. Are you sure you are going to manage it? I mean, this has been your life. You are entirely a worker, and I must say, a top-notch worker. Don't you think you will be tasked with similar work to bring something else to life again? You've proven efficient enough, and as you mentioned, very few in the team enjoy this kind of work."Man, this work is fantastic and challenging. You know, working with earthlings is hard. They hardly see your vision and whoever claims to be in is never entirely in, but you have to learn to be persuasive and sometimes use the force you know, bite a little as you blow some cold breeze over it. I've been here for more than six years, and it hasn't been easy. I've had to be on my feet all day overseeing projects dedicated to the topmost qualified. People want to see something worth their money or else they'll talk, and you know that thing about talking works just like the famous lizard who brought drama at its mother's burial. Haha. It has allowed me to work with different minds and learn more about people. But for now, I need some time off from this busy hustling life. Just to be me, relax, and let others work. I know it will be challenging, but I just hope my boss will consider my request. "Don't you have a say on this? " well, I do, but man, you know how this thing works, hardly considered, but I've been hinting about it anytime in talks with my boss, and all is on the hope that he might consider it.

"How's school, life on your side Young Man?"I'm healthy, and about the school, I have no other option but to work hard, haha." That's nice; keep on. Make sure you walk out with something tangible and exciting enough to be your block, save and also remember to have fun. life is about fun. Just pick your poison and tame it".

Time is running. I should be on my way headed back ."Let me drop you at the highway as I show you the other project I am working on.

"Within a few minutes, we are at the site. The project plan is quite spectacular; those kinds you only see in delicate  designs like in congo and Dubai. Man, don't you wish to see it through? "I'd love that, considering how much I've given in terms of time, the topo most resource, and the shoulders I've rubbed trying to raise funds for this. You know I've been forcing cash out of this poor soul's pockets, of course for their good, to get a place to cry to and give gratitude to their maker, but I can only work were being required at that time, we are men and with tasks and order. I must also say it's getting though, am now required to raise more fund, prices of still and other materials have skyrocketed since the ban on scrap metal and the Ukraine-Russia disputes".Well, this is terrific work. I love it, and I'm proud but can't help but sympathize with you. Maybe you won't get a chance to finish this, but much more sympathy for whoever will be tasked with completing the project. Quite a headache here, man.

Sometimes this is what defines men, considering the hard work of even thinking about this leave alone starting to work on it. Significantly fewer people are visionary enough, and even more, aren't willing to create such work under your circumstances. Don't you feel like running at the time? "Haha. I admit it's hard, but you see, I love what I am doing, and I've decided this is my path. It's all in acceptance, and we are men. Let me tell you this with life; you are guilty of the need to toil and earn till you prove that yes, I've earned something of my own, and it's never going to be easy, but it will get better progressively. You just have to keep pushing; consistency is the key. You see, we are men in a very unfair world, we are expected to give our all no matter the circumstances, and that's where men are defined. Never give up; restructure and hit back even stronger if it gets hard. Society constantly wants us to perform. Some say it's a stereotype created, but it's the hard truth, as men, we must show, we must perform, and through that is where we find our meaning and purpose and satisfaction," He continued as we embarked on the road to the main ruai-kamulu highway and within a minute. "This is your man. Let me drop you here for today. Keep in mind; you are on your own. Work smart, build something for yourself, and enjoy life. Here you go, this is your fare to Ku, and keep this for me. If you get mugged, you're on your own, haha" thanks, man, see ya!