“You Cannot Bite the Hand that’s about to Feed You”

Kigali has grown of age; and so have we, the city is teeming with all sorts of people and all sorts of joints.  This weekend was one in a hundred; I hadn’t gone out for several weeks, not because the “chain-keeper” had locked me up and not because the joints had closed down, far from that!   As the saying goes, what you “sow is what you reap”, several years ago, some of us did get entangled in some affairs that led to us getting “imprisoned for life” under the wardress of none other than the “chain-keepers” because we had sworn to stick to their control “till d-de-de-death does us apart” (sorry, that word leaves a bitter test in one’s mouth)!  As I was saying, with the commitments came the new members of the family and as these grow up, their demands treble by the day, month and year!