Too many nice Kikuyu
girls end up getting married to Luhya men, way too many.
If you don’t believe
this, just do your own research and get back to me. The fact is that we could
debate for long hours as to what the real reasons for this are. So to cut a
long story short and to put forward my point as to what the real reason for
this is, DAILY EXPRESS presents to you a true story.
Njeri was a beautiful
girl by any means and really yearned for marriage. She looked innocent enough
but it was just as well people could never read her mind to know what was going
on inside there most of the time. Were this possible, they would have been more
than shocked. She just thought about sex all the time and finding the right man
to cool down all the burning she felt inside. Somebody to quench the fires
regularly.
But there was one thing
that she knew already. That man would not be from the house of Mumbi. She had
already had more than a few sexual experiences with a few boys in the village
and frankly they left a lot to be desired. To avoid starting a tribal war of
words in this good entertainment magazine, let me just say they had no idea
what they were doing and usually it would be over before it even began. You
nice girls out there know exactly what I am talking about.
That is one of the
reasons why Njeri was very excited when she finally got a chance to come to the
city in the sun in search of employment. Deep in her heart she knew that her
real mission was to find “the one.’ But sadly everything started off on the
wrong footing. She ended up staying with an auntie who treated her like a 6year
old. Any mere whiff of male company anywhere near her would send the woman into
her tantrums threatening to send Njeri back to the village in Muranga where she
had come from. Obviously Njeri hated this, but was patient hoping that somehow her
big break would come one day.
Meanwhile through a
former schoolmate, she managed to get a temporary job at a construction site
not far from the famous Ngara market. The job was pretty boring and involved
keeping track of building materials at the site. Still it paid weekly and the
money was good enough for her to move out of her strict aunt’s house to start
life on her own which would obviously make it much easier for her to meet the
man of her dreams.
She was still searching
but there was nothing of interest in the construction site. Njeri was very
particular. Her men had to be good looking and clean. None of the men who
always smelt of stale sweat at the construction interested her.