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Forgetfulness

Forgetfulness

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I liked the rhythmIc beta of the horse's hooves as it dragged the tonga. Not everyday do you get a Chance to ride a tonga. Not if the tonga driver is a person who is too busy making his ends meet. I was lucky to be with Gadwaa. He was a friend of my youngest Uncle and ran a tonga around the town helping people move from place to place. His day ran from morning to night with gaps to water and feed the horse. And he always had passengers.

That day however was a holiday and he was resting.It was an invitation to have dinner at my grandmother's house and I had been sent to beckon him. He was a forgetful person and was a bachelor. So I was asked to bring him home. It was a mile long walk to his house. He was too lazy and maybe tired to walk. So he had decided to ride the tonga and I was too eager as well.

It was a first ride in a tonga and I was excited. I was also happy because I had a tale to tell my cousins who were reluctant to fetch him.

We were soon at my grandmother's place and having dinner.

"How did you reach so soon?" my grandmother asked.

"I brought the tonga along," Gadwaa replied.

"That is nice of you," she replied.

"Can we have a ride in it when you return?" my cousin asked. I could sense his envy.

" It is too late now and there is no way I will let you walk back home," my elder aunt rebuked him before Gadwaa could respond.

I was feeling very proud of myself of having taken a chance and gone to fetch him.

Did you bring the packet of sweets we had asked you to get on your return?' my grandmother asked me.

"Oh, yes. But i have left it in Gadwaas's house by mistake.I forgot," I replied sheepishly.

"Can I bring it ? He always forgets things," my cousin said wanting to make use of the opportunity.

"I can bring it. Anyway the horse may need bit of walking," Gadwaa replied.

"What if you forget?', asked my cousin.

"That's right," he replied, nodding his head, " let us go after dinner then.

My cousin looked at me with a sly smile.

I knew he had won this round but with him it was always fun, even our petty fights.


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