These seasons

It is often said that life is full of seasons, plenty of them. What we never hear in detail is the intensity and the depth of each. A prolonged period of any season will usually elicit feelings, never mind their nature. I have undergone a season of plenty myself even though am still not sure of how I should feel about it.

Is it because I am your usual girl? I am a young mother, a wife and a striving career woman? I drive a small car, so small that sometimes I worry the wind might overturn it. Just before I throw a pity party it is announced that I will have to pay more at the pump if I have to keep my 'smallie' on the road. This calls for urgent budgetary rearrangement. So I summon myself for a mkutano wa dharura. In the end the verdict is obvious, some days I will have to take a matt to work, most days starting tomorrow morning!

I get to work, no drama whatsoever, fast forward and its home time. The rain must have been on a timer because by 5.00pm it is pouring as though the heavens are pissed. Armed with my umbrella, I am half running half walking to the bus stop. I hop on to the next available matt as it speeds off. Only this time the traffic is so bad the kange announces " Mwisho, Mwisho." I ask "kwanini?" "Heh! Madam hatuwezi enda hii traffic ni mezesha, shika pesa yako." pushing a 20/- coin on my hand. I stand there for a while without seeing any matt and  I decide to walk on, Skipping and hopping to avoid the floods on the road. As I get to a very flooded corner, a bus charges onto me full speed and honking. I make what I thought was a quick calculated step only to dive right into the pool! As if that is not all the bus gives me a thorough head to toe wash! I am raving mad but I still brave the walk. A few metres down I finally catch another matt and head home.
As I approach the compound I notice how unusually dark it is. No, not again! by this time, I am freezing to the core so I dash inside the house if only to grab a hot shower. Only to find everybody in pitch darkness and as though that is not enough, the taps are dry wow! I don't even get to clean myself of the roadside dirt! Anyway, proceed to change my clothes and sink into the couch thinking... "It could have been worse!"