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.

Then before I could walk away I saw the most touching thing I’ve seen in my life. This street child, comes along approaching them, all dirty and mucus oozing from his left nostril. A small water bottle filled to the brink with sniffing gum. I think the sniffing gum makes the street conditions more bearable I thought. He had this calm demeanor and there seemed more to him than this street life and loneliness written all over his face. He had his right hand clenched like a fist; you can picture it I know. He walked slowly limping a bit but moving, he stretches his hand over the cup. The guy pushing the wheelchair stops puts the wheelchair in a halt, I think he thought he was about to steal the cup but stopped moving towards him when he drooped several coins into her cup and said, ‘sasa mathee’

I was confounded, left aghast, at such a gesture of selflessness. The kid made me think about life and I had this idea, I’ll do a documentary about the hardships the street disabled beggars go through with the inclusion of the street children. I think a society that turns a blind eye to the less fortunate is unworthy of the term ‘society’ because no one seeks out disability or being orphaned. I had all this thoughts in mind as I walked past them and headed to work.

So if you value money over helping family friend or stranger. You are just another politician to me, (a messed up representation of society onto which they leech from). People with money are ignorant of the others and keep claiming ‘nimetoka mbali na hii pesa ni jasho yangu, ‘then later you hear them giving a speech of how they could not be where they are without the help of others. Indeed no man is an island tables do turn. Without GOD we are just nothing, and GOD is love. So NO amount of money can make the world spin without love. I aspire to change the society, the world is just too big and charity well stated begins at home.