Mboch wa 90s were rich people's problems

In the 90s, many things, unlike today, were a luxury and a show of opulence, what today looks ordinary and usual in the 90s, was a financial and social status statement. One of the biggest statement and a wonder in the villages was any family that had a house girl—a house girl denoted what today we would call a dynasty house.

In my village, a place called Ndeiya in Limuru Constituency a man called Jemithi (James) a teacher and a businessman had a house girl from Western Kenya Chamakhokho village, the girl was called Jane Nekesa, a well-built girl with magnificent Indubu, Nekesa was also leggy enough to cause head turn in my village. The biggest problem with Jemithi is that he was a randy man, whose zip was suffering from periodic and incessant opening.

The whole village knew that Jemithi was a randy man, his wife Birithika (Prisca), a teacher could not do much but she too knew that Jemithi could not let a skirt pass without winking or catcalling. We were Jemithi and Birithika neighbours—all their family dramas and domes could not escape our ears or eyes. One day, as usual, Birithika left her workstation in Makutano Primary School still in Ndeiya, Jemithi woke up late and found the family house girl Jane Nekesa washing utensils. Unbeknownst to Nekesa, Jemithi had hatched a plan.

“Nekesa, can’t you hear I’m awake, kindly serve me some breakfast,” Jemithi called. “Ngonjako mtosi, in a few I will serve you tea and bread,” Nekesa replied. Several minutes later, Nekesa served her boss. Jemithi wiped the plate clean as Nekesa continued with her morning chores, and Jemithi asked Nekesa to warm some water for him.

Nekesa brought the hot water in a bucket and a bar of soap. Jemithi went straight to the bathroom to have a bath. What Nekesa did not know is that Jemithi had hatched a master plan for the day, it was a matter of time. Jemithi had with all intent and purpose left his towel in the bedroom, and so after he was done with the bath, he asked Nekesa to pass over the towel to him. Nekesa, the good house girl got the towel and inched towards the bathroom where Jemithi was, Jemithi opened the door slightly to get the towel.

The village tycoon and entrepreneur held the towel and Nekesas hand together, Nekesa was surprised at the turn of events. Jemithi was trembling like nappier grass on a windy day, he wanted to pull the house girl in the bathroom.

As fate would have it, Jemithi’s wife had forgotten some schemes of work and lesson plans at home and at the nick of time, Birithika hurriedly got into the house to get her work, only to be met by a movie-like scene in her house. Jemithi’s soapy hand was still clamping Nekesa and she was still putting up a desperate fight not to get into the “slaughter house”.

Jemithi played his cards well and tried to convince the wife that there was no mischief going on. The wife was not convinced at all as she knew the randy ways of her husband.

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Such was the life of house girls and many village bosses of the 90s. Most housegirls of the era ended up being second wives of the village tycoons or a side dish. These were the dramas that were witnessed in the 90s in such rich homes. Villagers in hushed tones said that it was a problem of wadosi.