Rwĩmbo rwa Njũkĩ

Story...story...Story come...Story...story...Story come...

When did you last hear these words? When was the last time your grandmother or somebody else told you a story? How about you? When was the last time you narrated a story to somebody else? Do I hear silence? Okay then; let me tell you this modern story. The story of a boy called Kamariru, and a girl called Kamahua. Kamariru and Kamahua were in love. Not the kind of modern love we know, that is baseless. Their love sprang from their shared love for nature; they loved trees, flowers, animals, worms and all things beautiful in nature, more so the one in the land of Kimongo.