Oh, we were cool! At least from my end we were.  I chose to look the other way not because it was the easiest thing in world to do but because it was the only right thing to do then. Moral reasoning, ethics and critical thinking; I tucked them away. I was rubbed the wrong [read more...]
" /> Oh, we were cool! At least from my end we were.  I chose to look the other way not because it was the easiest thing in world to do but because it was the only right thing to do then. Moral reasoning, ethics and critical thinking; I tucked them away. I was rubbed the wrong [read more...]
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Central Nerve [by Wakini Kuria]

Oh, we were cool! At least from my end we were.  I chose to look the other way not because it was the easiest thing in world to do but because it was the only right thing to do then. Moral reasoning, ethics and critical thinking; I tucked them away. I was rubbed the wrong way too much to care a single hoot. You know when you’ve been driven over the wall up until you say “Enough!”

My trouble began and ended in a package of blood and flesh, breathing fire and scheming evil seated on a low stool facing away from the sun twisting fingers on her laps. She was a python snake hiding in a beautiful lady that got one unsuspecting man smitten and trapped for years in her charm that finally saw him to an early grave. Poor old man!

She forcefully grabbed, trampled, smeared, poked, ripped apart and destroyed everything and everybody in her wake with unforetold hatred, whose velocity was so strong and directed to the usually unsuspecting victims.  Not one but all that crossed her dark path illuminated with false light. Not that they had wronged her. No. She just couldn’t bear people not suffering. It was her mission in life to scar and inflict pain thriving in other people’s misery. The witch!

As l had earlier mentioned, l was cool enough to tolerate all that misery and suffering under her hand up until she touched what l love most in this world. That which l hold dear in my life since l first touched base. That which l could take a million bullets for.

The taps opened torrents of anger, hatred, bitterness, and vengeance poured out in the open like fine silk from a dark baseless tank that stretched wide and deep.  

“Don’t. Just don’t.”

He sounded casual, but deep down l knew he meant every single word of them.

l was dumbfounded and numb.

“What did you say?”

My mind screamed, my eyesight blurred.

“Unbelievable!” I thought to myself.

But then, this game of playing cool? I had become its mistress.

So l wore a blank look and looked ahead. In my mind and heart, the tank continued pouring out. We all know that there is an underlying truth behind “Just kidding.” Some knowledge behind “l don’t know.” A well of emotions behind “l don’t care.” …and pain behind “It’s okay.”

Right?

Behind his voice was fear, warning and uncertainty.  I caught the note of care and protection too.

“How can he not see?” l wondered.

My mind fought for calm amidst confusion. Mind made up, l pressed the stubborn button and decided to fight back. Behind his back of course!

“Sorry buddy, but somebody has to do this.  And that SOMEBODY is ME because she touched YOU!” My mental voice promised.

In the future:-

Him: “l warned you!”

Me: “Oops! I forgot. I’m sorry. Really”

But deep down my heart will be dancing,  “I protected YOU what l love most.”

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