I’m crafting this dispatch from the land of cheget and champions, slowly killing time with four University of Eldoret female comrades, whose idea of who a campus man is traumatising. To them, rules don’t apply because they reside in a rented apartment outside school.
She: Her name is Ciru. Folks call her She. They say She, the nickname, sounds intimate. She is pretty. Fairly tall and Ariff is the word she uses instead of friend. So you know, She listens to Bob Marley. “The campus guy is an immature boy not worth my time. Foolish guy. A cheat and unfaithful guy whom I can’t date.”