Things do Change!

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Well, you know the buzz that comes with getting to campus. The new friends we make, the cliques we form, some of which end up lasting a lifetime...friends become family they say.  This was us. Mathu, Nelson and I, right from the first day on campus we had 'cliqued'. We did have our own share of disappointment, quarrels and fall outs but all in all we have maneuvered. The power of solid bonds you know.

But in campus you make your own world, and what is in a campus dude’s world if not fame and girls, yes girls.  For Nelson, he was the most chilled in the group yet he had the largest share of ladies. I really don’t know what there is that girls see in chilled men. I am a chilled man yet…okay, okay. I’m not that chilled though, don’t give me that look. But I also had my own share of ladies too you know, a little world but do I say? I am a contented man. So, to me little was enough. Then there was Mathu, the funniest in our group, but with zero lady power, that’s sad, right? This convinced me that all ladies are liars…when they list their list of perfect man, a funny man seems to top the list. But how then did it change? Was he a different kind of funny? But like Luhya’s of western Kenya would always say, ’vindu vichenchanga’… things do change.

By the time we reached in third year vindu did change for Mathu. His ‘ladies empire’ actually started to expand. Many would attest that he was turning out fine as he  grew while others would claim that he was more mature. But who knew that the thing that he had craved for so much while in first year would become the thing that he detested the most by the time we were getting off campus? That Mathu would shut down his girl empire just when it had started to blossom? It is life anyway.  So, today I am telling the story of Mathu, and why he turned his world upside down.

In his third year he met Lydia, a sweet African woman, a kind of love that was intriguing, exciting and to a whole new level. To Mathu, this was the exact definition of true love. But there is one weakness that he had; he needed many more other girls to fill up the starvation he had encountered in the first two years of campus. To Mathu, every girl was his type, tall or short, skinny or thick, dark skinned or light skinned…name them. Provided you showed an interest towards him, it was a ‘ride along baby’ moment for him. So in the game of girls, Mathu thrived. But with all these he risked a true moment with Lydia, like I said a true reflection of an African woman.

On this particular day, Mathu came in to the room earlier than both of us, yet he didn’t have his keys. Mathu always loses his keys so it’s up to him to wait for us till we are back to let him in to his own room. But you can’t blame us, can you? He decides to chill at the hot spot center next to a bevy of girls who seemed to be having a good time. A man should always approach women, was one of his popular masculine sayings… and so, he went, not because he wanted to but because the man in him did.

His charm was working and in no time, they were drooling all over him. It turned out instead of getting all bored alone waiting, he’d rather have Emmy, Fee and Julie, all in his basket. At some point he did feel like it was unfair to Lydia if she found out what he had gotten involved into. ‘But men are by nature polygamous’ is what he had read in some tweet earlier on. With those words he comforted himself and furthermore Lydia would never find out. By the time we came Mathu didn’t seem bothered by what we saw…so we left it at every man for himself and God for us all. Have fun Mathu, we only live once.

After like an hour Mathu comes into the room full of smiles. You will know a man is happy when he has his shirt off and excited to tell tales of how women worship him. What Mathu didn’t realize is that Lydia had earlier on come over, got into his man’s bed to rest. Don’t we now know where Mathu’s keys went. Don’t we?

 So, its funny how, while the man narrates, the lady is listening  and all our efforts to shush him up doesn’t seem to work. An excited man never listens aargh! The story teller decides to shine and so we let him. He is shocked close to death when the lady gets out bed, pounces on him with a slap and leaves as she sobs, not a word said. Our man stands there in awe. I think our man needs a doctor; this dude can’t move. We shrink back to silence but to be honest, I am tempted to laugh, I bet Nelson is too. Anyway, nobody laughs in a funeral so we choose not to, so we chill.

‘‘F^ck! F^ck! F^ck!’ breaks the silence as Mathu seems to be searching frantically in his pockets. He cant seem to find his new iPhone 12 that he once held so close to, all thanks to HELB. I guess Emmy, Feefee and Julie must have taken it…no actually, stolen it. I doubt if those are their real names anyway. Mathu had actually lost his two precious ‘babies’ all at once. That might explains why his hatred for women started. Women are all liars, well, except Lydia. I bet this counted as the end of the beginning of his women empire. Nowadays Mathu doesn’t even trust his sisters…sad!