Bottomline:
“The vehicles young
women are driving in this City can make one turn to a bank robber, drug dealer or
gun for hire in a bid to match their larger than life lifestyle. This clique of
women can make you as a man think what you have done wrong to the Almighty that
you doors have remained closed”
Before my relocation to Mombasa from Nairobi
courtesy of the HR department, I had seen ‘women empowerment’ at its best.
There is this clique of urban ladies aged between 22-25, single and not
searching, college educated, residing in leafy suburbs which have resident
associations such as Kilimani, mostly unemployed; those employed take home less
than Ksh 50,000 monthly as gross salary yet they move around town ‘spinning’ state of the art German automobiles. By the way who invented these automatic automobiles,when all vehicles were manual the number of women who drove on our roads were negligible. Their
male counterparts in this age bracket are surviving in dingy one bedroom
apartments on the Eastern part of the city which face an acute shortage of
everything from water to electricity only cockroaches are in plenty. Hoods such
as Umoja,Kayole,Kariobangi,Pipeline (which is known to be the home to “Skyscrapper’
residentials) amongst a host of other hoods which can’t be mentioned in
front of people, you all know the tricky hoods on the Eastern side of our
capital city .Those who are trying to ‘live’
opt for those 20K per month bed sitters along Ngong road.
Though this move came as a relief to me for many
reasons they seem to have sent their proxies to intimidate me down here at the
coast. This clique of women can make you as a man think what you have done wrong
to the Almighty that you doors have remained closed and theirs opened. Questions
like which church do they go to so that I
may also jump ship? Where do they bank
their Cash? Who offers them loans
without collateral for their so called projects? cross your mind when you
come across them. They pass you on board those public service vehicles which
have squeezed seats with bed bugs with their driver’s window wide open for you
to ‘see your life’, how young they are yet they have ‘accomplished’ their goals
in life.
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Carrying the latest communication device which might
have been released a week or so ago, you all know those communication devices
that before being released to the market the company calls for a presser to
officially release it. I mean the iphone 7’s and group.Those pnones that you
can use as security for Toyota V8. If
you have never seen your phone being advertised yet you bought it after bargaining
your all at those River Road outlets, you know what I mean. They dress in the
latest Italian designer attires, use French colognes and apply makeup from Dubai;
they only have taste for foreign goods. They shop for groceries at malls, in a
worst case scenario will you find them shopping in supermarkets and other chain
stores. They can’t shop for groceries at the dirty degraded city markets even
in their worst nightmares; they don’t know the existence of Gikomba and
Marikiti.
The hang out in popular city joints which are
frequented by potential sponsors who bankroll their lavish lifestyles
comprising government contractors, tenderpreneuers, county government nouveau riche and those Nigerian Business who do everything in general
but nothing in particular. Mathematics is not my mother in law but the little arithmetic knowledge I have tells me the lifestyle these ladies lead vis a vis their earnings, something isn't adding up definitely. By the way I haven’t talked of those using their
children as insurance to milk outrageous monthly upkeep courtesy of the multiple baby daddies to bankroll their lifestyles after lengthy tug of wars at Kilimani Law courts.
