The complicated side of campus life

It’s a Friday evening and I am on my way to my room. On my hand am carrying a kilo of maize flour and sukuma wiki, the classy ‘naked’ ladies in my class call it ‘kales’. There is nothing to smile about as my Sponsor “HELB” has not credited my account yet since I reported back to Campus. My uncle who pays my school fees has not been receiving my calls for a while now for obvious reasons. Life has not been easy; I’m the most disappointed guy living on planet earth if not in hell!

On my way I meet two ladies in company of two young men holding each other's hands heading in the opposite direction, perhaps they are heading to the most celebrated place in campus, you guessed right, yes, F2. This is the place where the “rich” boys … sorry ‘men’ take ‘desperate’ ladies.