Last week I got into a matatu, it was fairly late, around 10 in the evening so the matatu was going to take a while to get full. So I got out a book and started reading. So next to me came this lady. Not wanting any distractions from my reading, I did not bother even looking at her. She would have been my mum and I wouldn’t have noticed. Soon the bus was full, and off we were. Like I was minding my own business, my neighbor kept on fidgeting on her seat. At first I ignored her, assuming she was just looking for a good posture to sit. Then she continued. There goes my concentration! Let’s give her the attention she is so disturbingly looking for! So I turned my attention to her. 
Damn! Did she look distressed. She kept on looking at her phone, her watch, the conductor, outside her window to gauge how fast we were going. It was crystal that she was agitated. Well, am a gentleman, and a gentleman knows exactly when to mind his own business. So I did not ask her what was the issue. Just let her be. When the bus conductor was moving around collecting the bus fare, I offered to pay for her fare. That is when I saw her well enough. She was dashing. well she did exemplify what people say about ‘roysambu ladies’. She did have a beautiful smile; one that I only saw when I told her I was going to pay for her ride home (it was only 50bob, but still…). Going but to my book, I could not help but wonder of the five founds of Aphrodite.
Folds of Aphrodite; name of the particular graceful way that the cheeks of beautiful women arrange themselves when they smile. there is a gentle creasing that begins at the cheekbone and runs downward, in a slightly arced diagonal directing the eye to the mouth.
She didn’t have this!

On that particular night, I had attended an event. The International Albinism Awareness Day dinner at the Micheal Joseph center. I must admit, I went to the event simply because I had the time which I never have, but getting there, it was a life changing experience. I never thought much about albinism. I never stigmatized anyone, and I have always been around fairly civilised humans so I never saw it. But then, humans can be disappointing sometimes.
I sat at the corner of the room, listening to the speeches and the stories and it was all overwhelming. I remember thinking, ‘why would you want someone to go through such emotional torture!’ Further more there were beautiful people there. Yes, they were persons with albism but that would be the last statement I would use to describe those who had attended this event. The ladies, Folds of Aphrodiety right there. In fact there was this particular lady whose features subscribed to the Golden ratio, tall and breathe taking!!! The gentlemen, had the sort of confidence, that we need to save the boy-child in this country! The talent was just amazing. There was these two spoken word artists that could give Teardrops a run for his money.and  lady whose voice could stop time!

There was this group of kids, as much of kids 16 year olds could be, who had developed a mobile app. If you were a person with albinism, you would just log in to the app, and you would get the best skin products for you, the nearest hospital incase of an emergency, the best foods for you and information on how to deal with seasonal changes in regards to skin maintenance. A 16 year old came up with this! Yes, they were happy with themselves, the had influenced a sector of society who most of us never even thought about. The possibilities though! To those who have cancer, asthma, diabetes, heart complications. At 16, they might have just disrupted the medical space same way as Mpesa did to the financial sector. Stumbling into greatness!!!
A night of mindset shift!
Kidogo kidogo, nakuja kusumbuana na slay queen wa Roysambu kwa Matt! Surely no good deed goes unpunished!