One bus, Two Girls, A Million Stories.

Based loosely on real events.

 

The space is a trotro. A very airy yet a bit tight trotro filled with people and stories. Siting on my row, two girls with a million stories. One would assume them to be friends, after all there queried each other of which was the better the subject to study; the sciences or business.

“I should have done business, the science class is so boring and the teachers just brush through the science topics.”

“Yh I know, they do the same for math’s and stuff. They assume since I am doing business, I should know math.”

“But if we already knew that, we wouldn’t be in school, I really should have done business.”

I sat, just scrolling through my pictures with the science girl who wanted to read business.

“They are nice”. She said under her breath.

Thank you I whispered back.

“Hey my mum said I should try and look for a hostel, business girl said. I totally forgot about it.

“A hostel! Are you serious, that’s a bad idea”. You will become a bad girl.

“Oh but how”?

“Well there will be friends…”

“I’m not that easily influenced..”

“Ho see you ooh, please that is what people say. If you are in a hostel, you will make friends and roam and stuff. A boy can call you and you go and exchange numbers. Abi you know what boys want right. You won’t have anyone controlling you. Come to the boarding house with me.”

“Eish, my second mum, do you have any proof that I will be roaming the area and talking to boys. I’m not like that. Anyway, I am trying both; the hostel and the boarding house, whichever comes first.

“I will tell your mum to change her mind on the hostel, you will become a bad girl.”

“Yes mother I hear you.”

They laughed it out so gently infused with funny comments.

“Can you believe the time I came I got to school today? Like 6am,” business girl said.

“Eissh serious student, then you must have left the house at 12am”.

“Oh really, I left at 4.30. Got to the street and it was empty. I was so scared, I went home to sit down for a while.

“I left at 5 and I was trying to sleep in the bus, but the driver was playing some annoying song on the radio.

“I know that experience, but today I slept oo. From Botwe to Kaneshie. I just paid the mate and when I opened my eyes, Kaneshie. I was lucky.”

“I sat by a policeman once, he told the mate, he will alight at Flagstaff House, and then he fell asleep. The mate woke him up at Paloma. The way it was funny but I couldn’t laugh.

“Ooh the poor man”.

“Yh I know right. Right now noorh we catch circle. Let us get down.”

“Ok then”.

As I got down from the bus, I wondered how much more of their life, they had before them, full of joy and sorrow, but somehow I knew with the power of science and business combined, they would be fine.