She called me the other day.
And we spoke.
I was glad to hear from her.
It has been such a long time.
Since I last heard from her.
So many years have gone by.
So much water have passed under the bridge…

Now Winnie used to be our tea girl.
In an outdoor advertising company that I used to work for before it was sold off.
Now Winnie was one smart woman.
She bought plots in Mathare area with her modest salary.
She had invested heavily in the sacco while we took beers at Tropez and Ibiza.

When we were all fired off,
Winnie had already constructed  single rooms for renting in her plots in Mathare. She had regular source of income while we hustled for the bus fare…

Now Winnie called.
And she wanted to know about PIN numbers and car log books processes at the Kenya Revenue. She had bought a car….

And I remembered about the humble Winnie who used to serve us tea while we swung in the rich leather seats bought by the company while wasting time on the internet. Winnie used to sell us mandazis, airtime and soft loans…

Time passed on without our knowledge. But good old Winnie was very aware of the willy and cunning nature of time and she did what a wise woman would do. She wisely invested in time and her meagre salary…

Winnie used to rear pigs in her small plot. Winnie used to supply eggs and chicken meat from her small plot. She sold kerosine to Mathare people…

Now Winnie is a major supply of everything under the sun.

A journey of a thousand miles starts with one small step…

Kudos Winnie.


7 thoughts on “Winnie

      1. I looked up Mandazis…we make a similar treat in Sri Lanka…it’s called Vaippan…but we don’t use coconut milk to sweeten it…but what a great idea! Thanks and will literally go and enjoy them =P

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