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The bride price
March 9, 2007, 8:37 pm
Filed under: Crazy and dangerous: in the mighty name of love

In the land of hakuna matata”,  men have been known to do dangerous games in the mighty name of love. Sanaipei ole Ndutu, woke up one freezing morning ready for game hunting, armed only with a spear, a club and a sword strapped to his waist. His game-a lion of the pride rock, East of the great Tsavo. This was the asked bride price by the father of the bride Sanaipei so loved and wanted, to be the father of his children. It is not unusual, that was what Seno ole Seii (the father of the bride), had to pay and so did many other men. Well, Sanaipei walks towards the plains of Tsavo hoping that before nightfall he will have made it to pride rock.

What kept sanaipei going? Was this for love, showmanship or, to prove to the community that he is not a lesser man? As he whistled the tunes of the warriors in rememberance of the great heroes of the past he walked along. The best training he had, towards his fete, was, ‘the leopard hunts by stealth; not speed’. That was enough training to put youto the test. Did I say test? Oh. This is the real deal, you either win or make a door-delivery easy meal. And as the story goes, Sanaipei, died trying, so did his remains tell the tale. He wasn’t a good enough suitor. Failing to reach his end of the bargain, he lost the commodity. Was the girl that beautiful to deserve the lives of her suitors? Well analyse this; missing teeth in her lower jaw, a sacrifice for beauty; pierced ears with holes the size of a door knob, hair smeered with red ochre, bare breasts, hard roasted skin, in the seething heat of Tsavo. Yes, she was a beauty in all the land of Hakuna matata, and more men would have tried, had malaria not claimed the life of the village beauty, Seina.