Diaspoman;Christmas day might be my turning point!

It is Christmas day! But unfortunately, I haven’t received my salary as my new employer insisted that we would rather enjoy the New Year celebrations. That is to say that we can stay bored on Christmas and wait till New Year’s Eve when we can celebrate the coming of 2012. Now as my pockets cry out in hunger so does my throat wail out for a cold bottle of Tusker Malt beer. When I am in such thirsty conditions, I just turn towards my buddy Aggrey himself. Unfortunately, Aggrey has not been in town! In light of this, I used yesterday for head hunting and that is why I called up friends and foes but alas, they were not forthcoming. I tried Mfashumwana but his pockets happened to have been suffering from flu and cough! As I walked along the Giporoso busy street wondering what my next move would be, I met some old friends who appeared to be in such a hurry. Where were they rushing to? Oh yes! We are going to be very rich, they responded. I probed for more information until they revealed to me that they were going to Kicuciro to receive miracles that would transform them from poor lads into rich bosses. “You see brother, Jesus is the answer!” They were heading for a crusade somewhere in Kicuciro. Yes; there were several guest pastors visiting from all over the world. And they were here to help us cross the bridge from the hill of misery to the mountain of Sinai! OH yes! We were going to be rich! Wow, so I thought that this would be something worth attending. I got all excited and offered to join my friends for this important crusade. Besides it was Christmas eve! Since these fellows were also very broke, we had no choice but to walk all the way from Giporoso to Kicuciro. By the time we were approaching the Kisimenti roundabout, I could hardly walk! I was so exhausted. I regretted why I never took advice from Aggrey about attending the Gym more regularly. Anyways, I persisted and somehow made it to the venue with my friends. There was such a big crowd! It was as if Amavubi football players were about to play in the World Cup final! Phew! Within seconds, I had already lost my colleagues. They had all disappeared through the huge crowd in a bid to catch a glimpse of the famous Preachers. The choir from across our borders was performing. Instruments like keyboards, drums and guitars were all at work. It was really electric! Then it was time for preaching. The senior Pastor was at his best. As he spoke, I could feel all my problems were ebbing away. Today was a day for answers. Today was a day for a miracle. Tonight, I will go to sleep a poor man but tomorrow will bring me all riches like you have never seen before. At the end of the crusade, we all walked back to our respective places of residence. I walked all the way back to my new 2 bed roomed flat in Kabeza. I promised myself that in the morning, I would claim the miracles and become a self sustaining guy! So this morning, I woke up very fresh. My mind was at rest and my throat was no longer craving for a cold drink. I sent an SMS to Aggrey to tell him about my transformation on this wonderful Christmas day “I met the saviour. He has shown me the light. I am now a new creature men!” Of course Aggrey was not amused at all. And like the devil himself, he declared on phone “Diaspoman! I bet 100k! When I come back to Rwanda next week, you will not resist my offer of an outing at Legacy Club” Okay, the bet is on. I now seriously await Aggrey’s return. He will try to tempt me to visit the Legacy Club night spot at Mille Colline Hotel! And if I refuse, then 100k is mine. So will it be the booze or the 100k? Only time will tell… diaspoman@yahoo.com