I landed myself a new 'yellow yellow’ in a matatu

 

In Nyairofi or Nyaikuru or any other Nya-town in this Nya-country of ours, there are ‘yellow yellows’ of all kinds who are very office. Some endowed with ‘good behinds’, others good legs and good dashboards. Others have good hearts. These ladies are also beautiful, but in the eyes of their beholders only. So today I met a very beautiful ‘yellow yellow’.

On my way from home, I boarded a mat to Thika called "Team mafisi" and it had very nice graffiti. I sat next to a ‘yellow yellow’ lady who was really pretty. Nice hair, colored lips, and all that ‘yellow yellows’ have. But she was busy on her phone, earphones on. Just then, some two grannies stopped the mat.
Granny one: "wewe...ndûtûkue cúcû witû"
the taut stopped the mat and they came.
Granny one; nitûkûiganira gûkû?"
Granny two: nikûnene..eeeh...tonya haha..karibu"
Everyone in the mat was just laughing. The music had to be turned off. They really entertained us all the way. It got me thinking. These two grannies were once ‘yellow yellows’. They were once hotcakes, and from how they talked, it seemed they had known each other for ages. Maybe 50 years ago they were walking, shaking and whining their behinds. But now look at them, they don’t care about anything.