PEG-ON

last night, i decided to take a midnight break from my keyboard and screen after realizing i had sat on that desk typing for more than six hours mpaka nikaskie 'uti wa mgongo'. Eeh,lemmie tell you, you dont want to feel uti wa mgongo it is a bad thing mh. Kwanza vile haiskii debe wala sikio la mtekamaji (kenyan proverb)  so, i decided to tour my house while talking to self (self gets me,she always understands). In a bid to catch a glimpse of the stars i found myself near the laundry area. asi! thats when i remembered  i needed to have a meeting with my pegs especially after they rioted on me last weekend during laundry ( shake ur neiba tell them,uti wa mgongo).

So i lowered myself next to the peg rack, smiled at one beautiful star,took a deep breath and decided it was time. The meeting began by giving a background of how i sat thru 'liki liki labalaba susu nyanyanya backstubber' song in a Forward Traveler vehicle on my way to my mum's place. I explained how i got there and found a mkebe-full of pegs in her varandah. i told em how my mum gave me permission to pick a few but my baby sister and brother,those ones..they stopped me,took the mkebe and met outside,after discussing with their foreheads hitting each other like cows; the spokesperson (sister) said and i quote "kwani huku ni ushago kwenu unakujaga tu kubeba gwaci na sasa unataka pegs". Then the bodyguard,aka pegs-mkebe holder said i needed to pay 3 bob per peg. And that,ladies and gentlemen,is how i carried 150 pegs after being told that more than 200 means i will pay double. Is okay. Ata sikuskia vibayaa. I expressed my disappointment in their decrease and opened the floor.

Miss Blue started sobbing, she said that she had watched her sisters drop from the topmost floor to the ditch(groundfloor),she voiced her concerns on how the big lady (how dare she call me big?) didnt make efforts to rescue them.Mr purple was next, he complained abt how the Big lady's friend likes bitting him every time she hangs clothes. Mrs Yellow (wait,how dare she be mrs.. i pay the rent,im miss we all miss), miss yellow raised a wail, she stated how she had traveled here from overseas (ango Sam's house) and how she was idle there but on getting here she found work,anga how she has been on the balcony for 4 months holding vandes (if u know u know). Big old, Whitey wiped her tears in silence.Pinky,the slay-queen was just filling her nails and bragging about how she stays indoors,how she has not met the sun blablabla while Green bragged abt how she is the Lady's favourite. I couldnt take it anymore so i left the meeting and went back to my peaceful star-watching,night breeze feeling, coffee sipping life.

I dont know whose peg you are, but you hold stuff together for a person or more..and in a world full of harshtags and and followers you still mantain a connection.Btw,differenciate between your heart skipping a beat and indigestion..sometimes its just indigestion,ask me. Eneway, Here's to all the pegs out there holding our stuff together;i just hugged you in my mind,did you feel the warmth?. Noow, the other pegs that feel left out or misused,Im  pegging you to hold on maybe the big people are battling uti wa mgongo..and if you're at that stage where u feeling like stepping on some humans until they are as flat as my Auntie Jane's honey punckaes; just peg-on onto happiness.. people are handling this awesomely breathtaking life and your time will come meanwhile spread light like a candle or atleast be the mirror reflecting the light oor you can throw your phone in the lake and see how far it goes. Whichever thing makes your sleep at night.