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August 4th, 2025 â Monday
âBye. Have a good day,â Niss said to the pickup driver.
She wiped her forehead. That was too much work for one day. All she wanted now was rest.
Just as she reached for her door, she heard a voice behind her.
âEnye.â
Enye is a Mijikenda word that means The Owners. Itâs used as you would say, Hello. Anyone home?
Niss sighed. Who is this now? I just need a break.
âEnye,â she answered back, walking toward the gate.
It was her friend.
After ten long minutes of African-style greetings and laughter, her friend finally asked,
âI saw a pickup. What was it here for?â
What? Niss wondered. You came all the way here just to ask that?
Anyway.
âThose were feeds,â Niss said. âI bought feeds for my birds. They were just delivering them. How are you doing with yours?â
âOh, meâŚâ Her friend paused and smiled.
âYou see, I realized that feeds are the most expensive cost on a layer farm.â
âYes, thatâs true,â Niss said confidently. âI spend crazy amounts of money on feed.â
âAnd I figured out the best way to cut that cost,â her friend went on, âis to make your own feed.â
She sounded proud.
âSo now Iâm talking to some farmers and companies â maize, soybeans, sunflower â trying to make deals so I can get the raw materials. That way, Iâll make my own feed. If I cut that cost, Iâll get more profit. These feed companies are exploiting us. I wonât be one of their victims.â
Niss nodded politely.
âAnyway, have a good day,â her friend said, turning toward home.
Niss just stood there. Her mind echoed one word: Why. Why. Why.
The Funeral (2)
October 15th, 2025 – Wednesday
Nissâs phone rang.
It was her friend again.
She picked it up half-heartedly.
âGuess what, Niss! Iâve gotten the contract!â
âWhat contract?â Niss asked, confused.
âFor Ngerenya Secondary School! I talked to the principal. I told him Iâm starting a one-thousand-bird layer farm and that Iâd like to supply them eggs every week. And he said yes! Iâm so happy.â
She went on, voice bubbling with excitement.
âNow I just need two more schools, and all my eggs will have a market once I start producing. I wonât even struggle.â
Niss felt heat rising in her chest. Her hands trembled.
Anger boiled inside her â not hate, but the kind that burns when someone just doesnât get it.
She took a deep breath and said it.
âFriend.
Number one â the principal lied to you.
Number two â and most important â start your damn farm.
Which eggs will you sell?
Who will you be making the feeds for?
Which chickens did you buy the land for?
START your farm.â
Then she hung up.

Was that the death of a dream?
Was it the end?
Was that the end of their friendship?
Niss didnât know.
But at least she knew sheâd told her friend the truth.
Are you like Nissâs friend?
You keep planning.
You keep talking.
You keep making deals.
But you never start.
If thatâs you â start now.
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