It was just a simple favor!

During my first day in campus I happened to meet this former school mate who opted to host me.It was such a good gesture to have received from a friend,maybe say a big brother.

He,Akamanya, could take me around the school corridors and always made sure I familiarize myself with the streets of Kisumu ndogo and Kisii town.Just two weeks and I could feel like I was a fourth year, really smart enough to lure a fellow first in believing that I was a continuing student.

He later introduced me to the badminton and table tennis team,games that were played from the famous Nyayo hall in the university-What a friend?Maybe I can say I met a brother,a caretaker who always wanted best for me and that was a privilege one could ever have in his or her first days in campus.He's intentions were pure and true,a humble heart full of pity and kindness!

Well now there's this one Friday morning he asked me to accompany him to the mosque-as it was a norm to go for prayers at daraja market;I excused myself to not accompany him since I was having a "headache."Akamanya really felt sorry for me and got me some drugs-Mara Moja before he left,he also promised to pray for me.

I remained in the house,groaning in despair but I was only faking so that I could call my then girlfriend Risper to come.I called her and told her that I was alone in the house so she could join me.Sorry,but there's no person as submissive as a lady who's about to fornicate-God forbid!In about five minutes time I heard a bang at the door and I knew the snack was already at the backyard,what a moment!

"Mkwehu!Mkwehu!Mkwehu!"It was Akamanya.It was at this moment that I realized that no legacy is as rich as honesty.I was short of words, Risper was too big to hide behind the door since there were briefcases under the bed.

Akamanya, holding oranges on his left hand saw tears role parallel on his cheeks and never said a word.Risper,out of fear ran past him,I can say for safety and believe me you I never heard from her again.

Akamanya asked me why I had to do all that and how ungrateful I was...he commanded me to leave the house and that he should never hear from me again-a foolish man who chooses fornication over God.Regrets hit me and I became a victim of my own decisions... leaving the house unprepared with my brown briefcase on my shoulder,unaware of my next destination made me

realize that,truly,it was just a simple favor and opportunities had wings but I had ruined mine.