A THEATRE OF BROKEN DREAMS

“Mguys….weed again?” he lamented.

Someone responded “u got a problem?”

“Mnajiwaste.Look for jobs to avoid being idle” he pleaded.
Johnny cynically retorted “you are now a preacher huh? Kwanza when
are
those results of yours?

“Tomorrow …and I want to be a NURSE!”
“ATI NINI? That’s ladies work, or is there something you’ve never
told
us? Plus whose going to pay your fees” Johnny spoke amazed.

The crowd at the base laughed and cajoled at Kevin. They made a badge of sorts and wrote on it SR.KEVIN.Some told him he was wasting his time-Hip hop, weed and women- were the things he ought to yearn for. Not Nursing. The teasing went on for awhile until Kevin woke up and walked away. Seeing him leave they hissed at him, calling him a sissy and a preacher turn nurse until his thin frame disappeared in the dark.

He got to his room and his broken spirit
gave way for hot tears. He sobbed silently and took out his journal.

1ST December 2009
Dear diary,
How far are you willing to go with your dream…that
one thing you are so passionate about? DICTION: can make or break. Was
being a nurse feminine? Come to think of it I’ve never come across a male
nurse. I’m probably making a mistake. Hip hop is cool as I can rap and sing well. Music has seen Kalamashaka and Ukoo Flani go far. Music vs.
Nursing. To be or not to be? Panic sets in. Could my friends be
right?
3RD December 2009
Dear diary,
results are out…and unfortunately. I FAILED! Ill have
to repeat a whole year. Who will pay the fee?…a Daudi na msalaba(D+)
means nursing is officially out of my league. What to do? WHAT TO DO?

Dandora-a dumping site-a high density slum where
the crime rate was sky rocketing and the level of unemployment
tenfold. At 23, Kevin, former street urchin and a dump collector was
between a rock and a wall. His long passion for Nursing fizzled out
due to the hindrances he faced. From a low grade, to lack of money to
see him through a repeat of form four to the very basic needs like
food and shelter. Despair.Disapointments.He quickly found himself in
the vicious circle he had once left.-crime-weed-booze- The weed and
alcohol was a portal via which he tried to step away from harsh
realities of this world. Escape Mechanism. The only way of stealing
glances at a good life...For one furtive moment, he traveled a journey
to the plane of lucid dreams where he becomes a nurse. This went on
for years.

Nowadays, an unkempt Kevin is seen walking around Dandora
Phase 2 with a first Aid kit,stethoscope and a dirty lab coat…
screaming his lungs out
"COME ALL YE WHO ARE SICK...SR.KEVIN IS HERE
TO ASSIST".

Empress