Wonders of Wanda

When boys of nowadays say they are in love or they know how to love, I just laugh and mumble, "Lord forgive them for they don't know what they are saying." In those days, my name was on the lips of every beautiful girl in the whole of Kawangware and even as far as Kangemi. I sold more than hot cake and I'm sure I would sell even by today's standards: though I can't imagine donning a ragged pair of jeans and an unbuttoned shirt in the name of fashion. You know where PBK Supermarket stands today in Kawangware? Near Kabiro Primary and Maranatha Church. Yes. That's where my house or rather the house I rented was. It was a seven by seven feet self-contained room--it had a kitchen, bedroom, sitting room and bathroom in one room. A bedsheet was hung on a piece of string to separate the sitting room-cum-dining room from the bedroom. The kitchen had jerricans, a stove, a  metallic bucket where I kept my flour and a utensil rack on which all our sufurias and ot...

All the nine villages around Marobo and Luuya knew about them. They had heard about them and seen their deeds since they were a boy and his girlfriend to today when they are a grandmother and grandfather to a whole clan. From Luuya to Mabanga and Nalondo to Kabuchai and Bokoli to Khachonge, Sitila to Ngalasia and the entire Luuya-Bwake Location, everybody talked about them. Cherita Namalwa and Wanda Wambulwa  khwa  Nabai aka Lutilo aka Khabukulu. Who didn't know about them? They were a couple like no other in the entire Bukusu region-South Bukusu, East Bukusu, North Bukusu, West Bukusu and Central Bukusu.  Looking at them in their old age, you would not see any flashes of the characters you hear in legends about them. They looked innocent and too holy for such epic activities. Many of the times,  mzee  was barely audible enough even to somebody standing or seated two metres away, especially whenever he addressed the matriarch, whom we fondly referred to...