THE UNSEEN CLOUD

The month of June had only a dozen days left.The sky had mostly been clear both during the day and at night.On this particular day,bands of clouds spread across the night sky in layers,and from time to time,they blotted it out altogether.The deep silence of the night was interrupted by sharp successive chirps of birds still laying still on their nests, some on trees, and others on the ground. From small sharp voices, to long deep howls rendered the air in successive turns. The sun had started to send long streaks of light over the shoulder of a flickering cloud in the East, slowly turning away darkness,and bringing a warm blanket of light over the face of the earth. Enkanasa village was still, devoid of movement.The wind that was whirring through the trees,had now turned into a cool moist breeze that swayed in limbo,through the air. Cows stood agape in their shed, their bodies covered in soft flattened hair,that held droplets of the moist air.The numerous small mud h

Stomping and thundering sounds would come from the cow shed,as cows leapt onto each other, and fought in turns, throughout the night. Dogs chased and barked at them in turns.There was a general feeling of anxiety that engulfed the homestead, as the new friends, and herd of cows were welcomed. Before long,it was cock crow,and the women got busy with milking and the village started getting back to life.Dogs started pacing up and down round the village,chicken started crowing at the top of their voices,and birds of all walks of life started their daily routine.Kalwan and Otuma had walked up to the middle of the cowshed before there was enough light.They were slowly inspecting the cows for any signs of illness,or ticks on their bodies.There was little or no sign of panic,as they zigzagged within the herds.Leipa was the first to pull out of bed,and he ran towards the cow shed.He went straight and greeted the old men,as he looked at the cows,scratching his eyes.Lerionka,and Moseka

CHAPTER FOUR:(Hunting the hunter)Days and weeks went by,and it was the sixth month.The clouds seemed to be swelling up,heavily pregnant with water.Otuma and Kalwan had shared a lot of their past stories and experiences,each day giving them a chance to remember a new occurrence once in their lives.Their almost solomonic wisdom held chunks of memories dotted along decades,which they used to give counsel,and guide their kith and kin.They laughed heartily,almost at every engagement,a sign that they had had a long and healthy relationship.One morning,Otuma was sitting with Napolos in her hut.They were planning how to get food from Narok town to the village,as the maize they had gotten a month ago was almost running out.With the visitors in their homestead,the food would only last half as long.Otuma advised Napolos that she would ask his youngest wife Noolkisaruni for some money from a goat sale,and proceed to ensure she got some maize flour to push the now huge family until r

CHAPTER SEVEN(The learning voyage)Amid the  foracious trip on which Oloompala had bestowed his infinite future,were many events,some routinely,and some happening once in a span of time,while still,others had their seasons and reasons.A saying goes, “small brains have no curtains” Oloompala was no exception.He was catching up with new beginnings each day.He interacted very easily both with fellow students and teachers.Although most students understood his native Maasai language,it was not allowed within the school compound.His best times were during games time in the evening,when he would sit along a group of boys he had befriended,and they would watch other boys play football,as they laughed their hearts out amid stories from past experiences,and the shift from a herdsboy to a student.Samarik was one of the boys who was fond of staying with oloompala.He was such a charming soul,with a lot of stories,having come from a different school,and he was the type of boy who knew