“well I got the notice we will have no class today.. everyone is busy in preparation of the function. They should declare it as a holiday.. oh yeah…. Hello are wewe listening… hujambo wake up… its irritating” my friend was saying this to me au it should be alisema that this was speech of substitute class leader to leader. “ yp.. I got that no class today and everyone is…” I alisema this to her to onyesha that I was attentive to what she was saying but what I got was harsh dialog “ shut up… I am not asking to repeat my words… I am the best leader… I am the best there is none like me…. What happened to that huh? She spoke then I told her that she was in charge but she walked away saying that she was not interested at least when I was present. My kiti, kiti cha partner woke me when it was 3rd period and told me that we were supposed to go in campus.
We went there and I went to my place from where I could see everything.. my friend came and sat inayofuata to me… she alisema “ see tell me what are wewe hiding… I know there is something wrong… your eyes are red as if wewe did not sleep last night.. your lips and all are dry as if wewe are tired’ “ the ground is so big nah????” I alisema looking to the ground. She shouted with anger and sadness “ I don’t know for what wewe are speaking”. Now I thought there was no use to hide anything from her so I told her “ well yesterday she called me and asked me to take part in the art competition… I was not able to say her no but wewe know my art… wewe know I don’t like that.. I was collecting matter and all… well its strange competition announcement is done just two days before….” I wanted to say something else but I heard some footsteps coming to us I saw a girl of 7th class coming to me… she came and asked me “didi do wewe have any problem in combing your hair… I am sorry if I it something wrong but they are asking” I looked there and found her Marafiki so I again looked at her and alisema “ no I don’t” she again ran away saying “ I don’t believe her” I looked her as if I wanted to say “ I don’t need your trust” my friend again started with saying “ wewe know wewe are not worried about art wewe are afraid of competitions… I don’t know why wewe are sticking to that single failure why don’t wewe see your victory… well lets go… it time to go to class”
inayofuata siku was also easy. But then came the night before siku of competition. I slept as if I am free. So inayofuata siku woke up at 3:30 means half an saa before my usual time. I looked up the sky and saw it full of stars which never die even if clouds come in front of them. They are still there.. as the same I am also here just dark clouds are in front of me.
I was getting ready and while combing my hairs I realized that I spoke a lie… I do face problem in combing them coz it is very shiny… anyways I found a place to stand in shade. Because the competition was in nearby school I was supposed to go alone. My mind was thinking that am I confident or… thinking this only I reached there. I felt nervous and my eyes were looking for my schoolmates. I got them but still my moyo was searching for someone. Later I found that special person we both saw each other but none was an able to talk. We just thought that we used to talk fight and shout… we had a different world in which there was none only me and you…. Our lips were sewed and as we tried to cut that kengele rang and we went to our desk.
This was not my aim to meet that fellow but it was to win… so I utilized my 2 hrs in making mine best. I don’t know why I liked art that time. I got that art was the world of imagination which moves according to me… it was the first time when I was not irritated kwa art… thanks to that friend who forced me to take part… At last I completed it and then after submitting that I saw that the bus of my friend’s school was gone… I was unable to talk… But now I stood and asked my teacher if I could go. I was not worried about result coz I thought there were over 500 talents and who am I from that just a part of that crowd. I thought my field is science maths and literature. Art is not my cup of tea. inayofuata siku we were again called from school coz the winner would be declared that day. I went and sat there as if I was sure that I was of no use there. I looked at the ground and thought it is also good. And I don’t know what I was thinking but my ears caught the vibration which called out my name I looked at the girl inayofuata to me she alisema “ well any Connasian named Richa Mishra won. Her school will win many prizes” she was looking to stage. And I ran there, my moyo was beating faster than ever and then I alisema I am I am Richa. From the stage I was able to see the population if nearly 800 students. I took my prize and when it was my time to say something in this I had no words… I just alisema “ till 3 dakika before I was part of the crowd there and now I am the winner of this competition.. I am standing here holding this prize. That’s all I want to say if wewe want to have something wewe never had wewe have to something wewe never did”
inayofuata siku I shoed my prize to my best friend in school and just alisema “ I did”. At that time I was clearly enjoying my leap from CORE TO SEVENTH SKY….