The Gossip that has become an investment

The other day I was walking in town and I met this person who said to me; ‘What! Freshier, it cannot be you!’’

So I checked myself to ensure that it was me and not someone else and I confirmed to him that I was the one.

Over a drink, he told me about something he had heard that was so unnerving to him and he had been disturbed for a while.When I met him at first, he couldn’t hide his worry. So I asked him to explain to me what was worrying him.

 He revealed to me that a rumour was going round that I got so broke and so desperate that I got married to a drunkard man and I live in Section 58 Estate in Nakuru).

I couldn’t help it, I laughed, yes I did have a good laugh; the echo of my laughter could be heard in December of 2018!

I have heard these rumours before when I left my marriage, some have been worse but I didn’t expect three years later, gossipers to be at it. As I write this, I can only laugh some more.

I relocated from Nakuru a long time back so I don’t even know who can lie that they saw me this January in streets of the same town dragging my alleged drunkard (kalewa) guy home.

Have I been broke? Yes! I have been fed by ell-wishers, some have paid my rent and I will be forever grateful to those who stood with me as I mourned the loss of my 15 year old marriage.

Guess when starting life again in my 40’s, It is not as easy as when I was 18 years old but I am wiser and most of what I have been doing has been behind the scene especially when I learned that the people closest to you are your worst enemies including family members.
Gossip to some is a sicknesses, an addiction to an extent they have graduated to pathological liars, they even lie to themselves and believe it is true. To some, it is an investment!

True, to some they make money out of it, they gain ‘favours’ from it and sadly they break homes or if already broken, crushes the hearts of those ex-partners even as they try to recover from the loss of their broken relationships.

 These Gossip Investors do not care. They are so selfish, any lie they can get, they call you; so that over the coffee, beer and nyama choma that you end up paying for them from your pocket, they hold your hand, cry crocodile tears and ‘apologise’ that they have to tell you anyway because they care about you not getting hurt again.
 
Then after the long conversation that has cost you a couple of thousands to clear their bills, you give them some extra cash to cater for their fare home and do some shopping.

 Yes exactly, they are Con-men and Con-women of today. You go back home broken especially if you were thinking of reconciling with your partner, you throw in the towel especially now that you know she got married to a drunkard guy.

And may I ask, what is wrong with a drunkard guy? Why make them look like they are not normal human beings? But in this world, people have become so degenerated to their minds.

My Mama used to tell me; ‘’my daughter, keep off from gossips, run away from gossipers, they come from the same camp with the devil’’. I did not understand then, she never allowed me to socialise much but I know today that my Mum was trying to protect me from the untamed tongues of the society.