Rain! Again on a Thursday evening! I can’t believe this! I thought since the skies had been so dark and gloomy, it would rain way earlier that five in the evening. Apparently I was wrong. I can’t really tell exactly why this always happens when I try to play dress up. Light floral dress, a black coat and some black doll shoes that I really love. Well, I am always in trousers and heavy trench coat especially in this cold weather so this is me playing dress up. I have had enough of pneumonia shots and flu every now and then, so I dress warm not daring to please anyone.
Well, at least I have an umbrella in my bag, best part of this day. So I alight from one mat and head on to look out for another one at the bus stop. I hate stepping on this grey or is it black dirty water on the potholes on the road. It feels disgusting even if I am wearing shoes. Sometimes it looks as though the sewage leaked or overflowed when it was raining and it even feels worse thinking about it.
Finally, I am at the bus stop and there she is. She looks so gorgeous, all that graffiti, the beautiful horns on top ( like batman) and those hooting sounds that don’t sound like noise but like some kind of music that plays on a descending note….😋. I think am in love. I just walk straight not noticing the potholes or the hooting of the buses behind me or the sound of the rain as it hits on my umbrella.
Finally I get to her door and as I close the umbrella, I can hear soft music playing in the background. The conductor is a gentleman and offers a hand with the umbrella. Damn!! This guy is hot!! Those dreads, and dimples……😋topic for another day.
I step in and wow! The beauty of her from inside is just breathtaking. The ambiance, the seats….I want to live here forever. I slowly choose my favorite seat at the middle by a window overlooking the giant thika superhighway. Am delighted that today she was not late or maybe I was just on time or maybe it was by sheer luck.
I seat quietly as I take in her beauty. I don’t even recognize when she is finally full and with a loud queen like announcement she noisely but queenly commanding respect and admiration at the same time slowly roll out of the bus stop. Despite the rain, she is warm and you can only notice the rain droplets on her magically tinted windows as she magestically rolls down on our way home.
By now, the well refined choice of music has been tuned a notch higher, am silently enjoying and I think to myself…..”this the perfect environment for my writing..”