ACTUAL ACTION

 I know you guys are wandering what just happened. Briefly I'm going to give shallow details on this. 

At the far left Yassin is deep in thought. Amope, second from left, is still digesting what he just heard. Mose is flabbergasted. Alan is fuming and just asked me to bring along one of my weapons. I'm standing on the far right typing this story and imagining I was on the scene. 

Are you listening, let's have a line or two from Wakadinali.

"Keep Eye Contact na ukiblink makosa unaeza tokwa ahh"

"Alan na Yassin waliround up Kisauni kisa na maana waliona kisa Cha wauni in short Machete-ani"

My guys had just called me telling me, "Yooh Masai, we're at Lights bro," and that they were headed for Mishomoroni. They don't even know the route to Misho. So they took the Kisauni route, and decided it's not bad to have a trek. 

Hardly had they penetrated the hooligans hotspot than a gang of 8 zeroed in on them. 

Armed with daggers and cobbler's pins, the goons asked Alan and Yassin to "lend" them their phones. Our two bros were like, rada ni what? Before they they could think their pockets were ransacked and their phones and money wrenched out of them as they fought hard to wield off the criminals. 

Alan's T-shirt is torn from the shoulder with bruises on his elbows. They had pinned him down as he had said there was no way they were taking away his phone, money and now they want his cap. No way. 

As we talk, we don't know what to say.

FROM LEFT: Yassin, Amobe, Mose, Alan & Collins Masai.