Have you ever done something for someone, or given something which, to you, was insignificant, yet meant the world to the person you gave it to? A couple of weeks ago, there was a get-together at my place, and some of the people that had been invited decided to bring with them whatever it is they imbibe in, just in case the host only drunk tea. When they finally left much later, they forgot to carry the remaining contents of the 50-litre yellow mutungi they had bought themselves.
The next morning, my house manager, (she is a somewhat elderly woman) who was about to leave since it was her off day, asked, “Hii muratina ilibaki nibebee mzee wangu?” I didn’t even know it was there, and since I have absolutely no interest in this liquid our forefathers concocted, I told her to feel free to take it with her. That evening when she returned, she told me how happy her husband was, and how he had found it hard to believe that I would freely give something like that… Clearly, a man that loves his tipple.
