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A Short Run

 



There is a shout. Startled, he looks back. Now, his phone is gone. He was out jogging, phone held in the hand, the beat synchronised to his strides. The boys, really young, three of them on a motorbike, laced in silver – rings and teeth. ‘Typical,’ he thinks.

It rains. Heavily. The El Nino rains – on and off. He hurries home in the downpour, drenched. He is among a few lonely souls on the almost deserted stretch of road, poorly light. There is a soft honk. A lovely smile beams at him. Could be his daughter. He hops in. That’s how he is unrobed – Mpesa, Fuliza, two banks accounts linked to his smartphone. He will no longer be doing mobile banking.

Christmas is here, Nairobi style. He takes a detour off his Christmas tunes – Boney M to Elvis. Before that, that kingly tune set in Chicago… ‘… on a cold and grey Chicago morn… and his momma cries…’ On the second alley, music blares – reggae, rhumba - young men with bowls, begging to bury their friends, their comrades. A few pairs of shoes line the electric line above – fallen soldiers. Deep in the night, at a time when the Saviour will be borne in a few days, there is a shouting, a robbing. Shepherds – the police – have forgot to tend to their flock. Human rights haven’t been kind to them – the sentiment.

The perfume shop, the Mpesa shop – modern-day equivalent of gifts to the Christ-child, they have been hit twice this month. Now, they close early – their owners now wise and in defiance of Herod – the 24 hour economy. ‘You better watch out…’ The opening line to the Carol aptly portrays the kind of Christmas prevalent in Nairobi hoods. Santa won’t risk bringing gift to this part of the world.

The days, long, dry, now that El Nino rains have been switched off. The cackle of small children and hens, Nairobians too broke to travel upcountry or Mombasa – where their hearts really are. There is always rent and school fees and food and school uniform to think about. Their accounts are depleted, yet January looms large. Scepticism, cynicism and negativism rent the air, though the price of unga has gone down – always, political undertones driving this campaign on mainstream and social media.

Yet, in a few souls, there is a rekindling. There is a planning for the New Year. There is a renewal – a hoping and a prayer – that this other year that lingers, might be a year of salvation. Of progress. And so, they retire early to their homes – evading the troubles and the sorrows that lurk in the dark of December.

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