Four (4) or more people would gather around to share a trick, and whoever fails, would be the first to bend over and get the very first fists of hard knocks.
We called the game ‘WALYA NDIMU.’
In this game there is a
possibility that the first to go will not have a chance to knock any of the
other players.
To make things worse, it
was a game of guessing, you guess wrong, it’s on you, only once in you game time
will you guess right. However the chance would still be very slender.
I played the game on
many occasions and concessionary got my head knocked pretty hard, that I can
confess.
However, sometimes I
was one of the lucky guys that went scold free.
The selfish part of the
game was that even when someone guessed right, they would still get the wa
sabaila answer, meaning you have guessed wrong.
This happened mostly to
those who for unknown reasons were hated by others, sometimes that young ones
would be the victims of such treats.
Today, WALYA NDIMU
still exists but at a different form, it has come as a political style of
dealing with the ones who oppose the ruling government.
It is sad to note today’s
political landscape world-over is running based on this game.
Those we don’t like
will not pull through and be the ones to lead others, all because of their
looks, ideologies or whatever the case may be.
We have decided to play
the game so hard that we even go to an extent of knocking the heads of the
innocent people who for reasons best known to them feel there is still a chance
for others to play also.
Politics is now a personalized
game, whoever has a grudge with the Government the day in any part of the world
will receive the hardest knocks on their head.
This political arena has
become more of the oppressing platform than a foundation stone to development
and unity.
The game is also found
in ‘churches’ run by the so called prophets.
We have them so called ‘men
of god’ playing a hard on of their followers.
We have heard of
stories of ‘men of god’ raping, impregnating and worse, stealing from their
followers in the name of performing healing, deliverance and building the
temple respectively.
Somewhere else,
followers of the ‘good news’ are stepped upon, made to drink petrol, chew grass
and to the extreme, there are doomed.
We should remind
ourselves every day that playing games of hard head knocks will not build us;
it will instead destroy even the little we have achieved as a collective.
May God open our eyes
to see the good in our friends and pray that that bad part in them should
cease to exist, after all we are one
people of different colours.