Young Njoro clears high school with an outstanding grade for a young boy growing up with unending challenges.
Njoro is the first born in a family of five children, who all grew up on half-acre land their parents owned and lived in.
Kasaine, a third born in another family of four boys and three girls clears high school the same time as Njoro.
Both Njoro and Kasaine are both in a journey of finding a meaning in life.
Njoro knows for sure that there’s no life for him in Kiambu after having sold all his pigs to cater for his high school fees.
The young school-leaver can no longer invest in his home because of his stubborn, drunk father’s nuisance.
So he therefore on a purpose-finding mission and he can do anything to make meaning life out of it.
On the other hand, Kasaine is self-assured of joining campus because, just like his elder siblings, he has to get educated to get a good job and be someone great in the society.
Kasaine’s father, though not learned, is an avid businessman with large tracts of land, and connections with fellow big shots in government and politicians.
He therefore has no worry of a major misfortune in life as his father is pretty loaded.
As things are for Njoro, he decides to go to his cousin’s place in Nairobi to find something that would alleviate his status.
The young Njoro starts by helping his cousin supply meat to the local nearby butcheries.
His cousin lives with his two other city friends in a tiny single room, and together they total four in one single abode.
Soon enough the cousin opens up a mutura joint which Njoro runs for a year.
Kasaine joins a computer college, first before joining campus. He spends the next 6 months in a computer college doing packages, and the next half of his time roaming the streets of his local town and enjoying the fruits of 4 years of his labour.
As Njoro acquires entrepreneurial skills in selling mutura, Kasaine has a massive number of followers from his village who praise him of enlightenment because he schooled closer to Nairobi and went to distant college.
Four people living in one tiny house will bruise each other as human is to err.
Jealous of Njoro’s successes, the two other friends cannot stand his presence and he is forced to leave.
The troubled lad remembers he has an aunt that was married in Loitokitok area of Rift Valley, the same place Kasaine hails from.
He plans a visit to the place, not necessarily to visit her aunt but to look for opportunities available to sustain him.
At the same time, Kasaine is joining campus to pursue his undergraduate where he registers for a BCom though his father wanted him to pursue Education.
He gets into the best universities in Kenya and settles to study.
Njoro finds his aunt has long been divorced, and is struggling to make ends meet by selling groceries in the local market.
She also lives in a wooden, one room house in Loitokitok town.
Njoro, uses the next few days after arrival to stroll the town to find anything he can do.
He befriends the town’s garage boys of his age, who are from his tribe and starts working as a mechanic too.
Njoro moves to live with a newly-found friend who they both work to earn a living from the meagre income they get.
As he looks dirty from oil and sand, Kasaine is in campus as a freshman, bombarded by a new environment of freedom, beautiful young girls and drugs.
He spends the first year having fun and celebrating new found freedom.
The first year got Njoro saving Sh20,000 from the nearby local Equity bank, and together with his pal, Kimani, they decide to open a car wash garage in the next one year.
The second year is no different for Kasaine, as he is keeps up with his followers on Instagram, as he shows them how life in the city is.
Njoro, together with his pal Kimani are busy planning to open a new car wash in Loitokitok town.
They finally manage to set up the car wash garage with an additional amount from their boss, who apparently is from their tribe.
The loan from their boss keeps them accountable as he is a no nonsense guy.
After he is sure that the boys can work, he sends them clients from the garage.
Kasaine, finds a new hobby, photography and Inasmuch as he enjoys nightlife, and having fun, he doesn’t forget his purpose, which is studying.
He finally concentrates on his studies after doing some supplementary exams due to failing.
Njoro is running his own business and he is also the servant in his own firm. He washes the brown dust off people’s car at Sh200. He also buys water from a nearby stall, an indication he very well knows how to manage his income and expenses.
Kasaine, on the other hand, has a photography page on Instagram. Because his father cannot buy him silly things like a camera, he extorts money from him by staging a school requirement.
He is the new friend to the most beautiful girls in campus because of his photography skills.
Someone decides to tell him about monetizing his work which he listens to so well.
Njoro has now paid his boss’s loan and he thinks of buying Kimani off from the car wash business.
He proposes an amount to Kimani in which they go to the local chief to write an agreement.
Kimani opens an Mpesa/Equity Agent while Njoro goes to a driving school.
In no time, he is employed as a driver to the many Probox matatu cars used for transport.
This may seem like a downgrade but it isn’t. They employ young boys to run the car wash as Njoro slowly pays off Kimani’s share in the business.
And what is interesting is that Njoro takes his boss’s car to his car wash.
Kasaine’s campus friends are Solitei and Saruni who, like him, aren’t badly off.
He has a sense of belonging, and he now has fellow mates whom they will speak Maasai or hit the club with. He is comfy with that, and at home.
A fast-forward; At the end of four years, Njoro has a car wash, almost completing his car loan for the new Probox he acquire, has a new venture in transport business and aims to have several matatus in the Naekana Sacco.
Kimani has several Mpesa/Equity agents and has a small hardware; he is into supplies and sale of spares and other equipment.
Kasaine has cleared campus and his only skill set is only in photography which he has tried to monetize but never thought that that was a big deal.
He never thought of photography as his main career but as a hobby, and that’s why he spent that money for leisure.
His dad has spent a million in a span of four years to educate him, and Njoro and Kimani have transacted a million to be where they are.
The biggest difference will be when Kasaine’s dad will have to spend more money to sustain his son before and once he gets a new job.
He spends a year trekking for a job and that’s when life hits him.
That’s when he realizes that he should have invested in entrepreneurship.
He cannot get the photography clients he used to have before, he cannot price his services, and he now lives hand to mouth.
Entrepreneurship to him is a nightmare, and his only savior, he thinks will be a job. Lucky enough, he finally gets one.
He spends the next two years to rise from a net of Sh24, 000 to Sh70, 000.
Meanwhile, Njoro has bought land from their place; he has now a home with wife and children and one brand new transport matatu vehicle for his business.
Kimani is still his greatest pal. He has delved into building and construction, and now sources for county and national government tenders.
They both drive cheap second or third-hand cars as they have fun in a local joint.
In December, that year, Kasaine brings Solitei home.
He is driving a Madza Demio make car, bought from a bank loan he acquired and is still servicing.
Back at home, having such a car is a big deal.
He is also not badly off as he is a hard worker. As they go to the bar to enjoy the night together with Solitei and a cousin of his, they join Kimani and Njoro’s table.
The latter two are chatting and laughing since they have got no phones to chat with baes and keep up on social media.
With their fake city lingo, they floss their way claiming that the local Jameson is fake. They show off by buying the poor paupers, Njoro and Kimani drinks.
As Kasaine shows off to Solitei and his cousin how well up he is, Njoro and Kimani discuss how they will fund the next MP in his elections.
The irony will be when the MP dishes out a little something to Kasaine’s dad for clan support (usually a slaughtered bull for a party in his home).
Njoro and Kimani dish out hundreds of thousands if not a million to support the bid.
As Kasaine’s dad is rewarded with a job for his son(s), Njoro and Kimani get several tenders that sustain them through the next five years where they will strategize whether to support him again or not.
As Njoro devours tenders, Kasaine devours beautiful girls and his sweet salary.
His Instagram is filled with all fancy, new cars, holidays and moments.
As it is stupid for a Maasai man to have money and not a home, Kasaine builds a house which he will never live in.
He just does it for the sake of the society and to avoid village hate mongers and name callers.
Loving showoff, he will roll out with the best lads and cars and because he is busy enjoying life; he will not care about having a wife but will have several girls impregnated.
In a new regime, he will lose his job, and because they say when it rains it pours, he will be in every Federation of Women Lawyers office because of child support.
It is not all bad for him, due to the several contacts he made, he will get a new job that pays him 100 net.
One, it is now 12 years since Njoro and Kasaine cleared high school. Njoro’s son is 8 years old but Kasaine still has no wife.
Njoro has an empire of wealth but is still very humble.
You will still find Njoro walking around Loitokitok with torn jeans offloading stuff off his pickup.
Kimani will still be his pal, also wealthy and working in his hardware.
Njoro has bought his dad land, made him more proud, helped all his other siblings and made them a home through Kimani who is in building and construction in Kiambu.
Kasaine is in Nairobi getting Sh100, 000, living in a Sh25, 000 rented house as he gets his life together again.
Solitei, his friend, is also on the same level.
As Kasaine and Solitei meet in a bar in another December grunting about how Njoro and Kimani have come into their land and outdone them, how they beat them at their own game and have the guts to seek the local political seats, they give them milage in their political campaigns.
Moral: It takes a lot to make it, and the biggest difference comes with the question, ‘What do you do?’ While Kasaine will say I work for so and so Insurance Company, Njoro will say that he is into the transport business, runs local businesses and he is venturing into so and so.
The other person on the table is more likely to engage Njoro in a business conversation rather than Kasaine who just works for an Insurance company and that’s it. Young Maasai men, unclog your minds from the dark cave of employment only, as you work, seek other entrepreneurial skills that will make you wealthier.
Help your siblings, hold their hands and get them off the small villages. Do not drive your car to their homes to show them how successful you are, build each other.
Let your life be more about your community, be a mentor. Yes, you grew up without one but you can nurture the many others.
Dear young generations, work to acquire a skillset, do not feel that you are too special not to do some work.
Let every experience be a bridge, do not think for any second that your parent’s land is your fallback plan. Always think forward, unclog your mind.