Purple Drank - Bikozulu
5 months ago, 16 Jan 13:25
Picture The Boy – no older than 20- rolling a blunt on a wooden coffee table. He’s in a bedsit in Roysambu; small windows, cheap curtains, wooden door. He’s in a t-shirt and jeans, the official body armour for the young and free. Hiphop music is playing on the the laptop -the type you dance to while bouncing on the balls of your feet. His friend – the owner of the bedsitter – is lying on the sofa, his long legs stretched out, one arm behind his head, the other pinching the last of the burning tip of a blunt. The small room smells of weed and fresh paint and old socks. This is how boys live, in a colossal ruin of youth. They are freshmen. I would like to be vague and mention that they are freshmen in a university “along Thika Road”, but it’s pointless as you will see as the story unfolds that this could be USIU. The previous day had been orientation where older students had impressed upon them the evils of drug abuse, after which The Boy had gone to a “fresher’s party” where the same older student who was talking about drug abuse was standing at the window smoking a blunt. “That’s when I knew this place was mad,” says The Boy. He’s nibbling at a chicken sandwich, a cap pulled low over his face. He has white earphones dangling from his neck, a silver stud gleams from his left earlobe, and when his lips aren’t moving, they are set in a cynical grimace, because at that age you must question the world and its people a lot. Emblazoned across his t-shirt are the words “virtual obsession”, aptly ironic. He has a thread necklace with a metallic pendant of the Eiffel Tower. I wondered if it had a significance and I asked him, what it was. And he – fiddling with the pendant, had said deadpan, “This is the Eiffel Tower.” No shit. So no, it’s just a pendant, no significance. It could have been a boat or a penny or a hoe. For now it’s the Eiffel Tower. His Whatsapp picture is of his mugshot wearing a black hood pulled over his head but instead of his face is a smiley face drawn in white. Like one of the characters on the Scream movies, which I can’t bring up to him because the first Scream movie was released just about when he was born. I’m not ready to feel old. Yet. He’s a good looking boy with great charisma and a cockiness that comes with knowing that the world will always feed out of your hand. Notably, he has his mother’s sense of humour. Speaking of which, his mother is my friend. Actually his mother was my pal’s girlfriend, she’s a single mom of two. Things didn’t work out so they split up and normally when that happens, the rules of the jungle dictate that your relationship with your boy’s ex shouldn’t be ...
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