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Some points to ponder around hereMen under wears - without the men. Seat belts - without the seats. A bus station - without the buses. A baby’s leg - without the baby and a Skirt wearing lady - without the skirt! We seem to have a lot of things to think about here ...By Valentine Marc Nkwame
Somebody needs to tell those traders operating along Colonel Middleton road, opposite the Stadium that some clothing items certainly shouldn’t be displayed in public. Apparently, the mischievous, if not ignorant, fellows keep spreading down assortments of Male under-wears (For sale) along the walking section of the road, believing that someone will have the guts of bending down to select them. Even worse, their "Undies" have so many words written all over them ... I mean, if one wanted to read he would rather buy a paper! Amazing - Mainzini It is amazing how the Mianzini area struggles to become extremely weird nowadays. Last week, out of nowhere a man throws himself onto a traffic policeman who happened to be directing the rather busy traffic at the Mianzini junction. On his heels, came a panting individual with bloodshot, murderous eyes gleaming death, while waving an axe at the guy who kept hugging the Police officer for his dear life. The traffic officer had a tough choice to make, either continue to directing the traffic and let the guy hacked to death, or save the fellow and let the rowdy motorists kill each other. We had to assist the poor cop. A single call to his boss and a patrol car arrived in time to save the cop, the guy and the evening. A few weeks ago, a chopped off leg of a baby was discovered in Mianzini. But just before we forget, the hotel in which that poor lady was brutally murdered last year also happens to be located in Mainzini. Furthermore, Mianzini is a Swahili word meaning a place with Bamboos, except of course, there are no Bamboos at Mianzini. Medieval robbery ... And you thought the ordinary Snail mail was outdated? Think twice. Six fully armed guys, believed to be hard-core robbers, this week attacked the ... Eh ... Local Post Office! I suppose it will take years before a similar attempt is made at any of the local Internet Cafes. Beach Combers Who said you need the sea in order to have a beach? When Arusha residents speak of "Beach" nowadays, they usually mean a newly constructed bus station (without the buses of courses). This apparently, is the case with the local bus terminal, where various residents go to relax on weekends, watching street comedians. Somehow, the bus station remains vacant while the buses still use the temporary terminal at Kilombero. Central Market Fashion Police Should a lady, who happened to be wearing either a Mini-skirt, or tight trousers make the mistake of venturing near the Central Market area. Then leering male traders operating there, will attack her and tear off the "Provocative" outfit. We are not quite sure whether this is a budding group of future "Fashion Police" or the act if simply an excuse to see "what else" is being concealed by the already "revealing" attires. Air-headed A revolution in local radio broadcasting? Maybe. So far, we have about one million FM stations. Okay, something close to that figure anyway. One such station, believes that Lake Victoria is actually an Ocean. Another insists that, the Ozone layer is actually a set of Pillars (!) supporting the earth. But how about this: A certain radio station has this sixteen-year-old girl broadcaster, who constantly airs a program which advises grown up mothers on how to sustain a good marriage. Belting a trip There is a new town bus which recently started operating in town with fully fitted, seat belts ... Yes! Seat belts. But let’s consider this, who need seat belts in vehicles which have hardly breathing spaces between the seats. And, how about just having two door belts for the bus conductors who seem to enjoy hanging out?
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