MONEY

Money, a demi-god to many. So the affluent in the society say money makes the world go round not literary but figuratively. I think it’s because most people run up and down night and day looking and searching for the paper. I have no attachment to money!! Wait! Wait for a second! Of course I do have attachments am a Kikuyu, its genetic but I mean that weird attachment that makes you heartless and you can pass a kid disabled begging by the streets. It’s wise to at least toss a coin in the cup not for your soul but for the common notion that it might contribute to his meal of the day. But some argue ‘si ata kesho atakua tu hapa!’ of course he will because he is less fortunate.

One day I took a lunch break from work and decided to go and buy some milk from an adjacent supermarket, I had a heart burn. (Uzeee) as I was walking taking calculated steps slowly striding along the pavement of that building, this man came pushing a wheelchair carrying an older woman limbs missing, disabled and she seemed in pain, then I thought (he was a relative maybe). She was holding out a cup on her left arm and a not so clean handkerchief. I reached deep in my pockets but I had left my wallet at work and the cash I had, I had used up all of it the last cent.