Ile season imefika.

Ile season ya kukumbusha teenagers waoge imefika.đż (Yes, dear guardiansâbrace yourselves. The âBathe-or-Perishâ season has landed.) I never used to get itâwhy Mum would walk in from work, bypass everyone, and go straight to fling open the windows like sheâs chasing out demons. Then sheâd leave the door open too, like she was giving " something " a chance to escape. đ Kumbe kumbe, tulikua tunanuka. Not just ordinary nuktanceâ the kind that shifts atmospheres. That room had presence, my friends. Not Holy Spirit kind of presence. This one was... holy stench that can only be detected by adults. Sisi hatukua na house help BTW. You see, she was raising a small armyâfour boys, born back-to-back like a bad election cycle. My three elder brothers were born in consecutive years. Then came me, the lastborn, with a one-year breather. So yes, we hit teenagehood like a synchronized teamâsweaty, smelly, and stubborn. Hapa ata mzazi anaanza kushuku if any of her children are born-again. W...