by Justus Ondieki
'Hey, young man, look up!'
'I am sorry sir' I answered. A man twice my age was staring at me while he spoke those words. I had accidentally stepped on his foot as I was busy walking and talking on phone. It is in the heart of the city, the first day of the year, everyone in town is busy as ever, so much noise, music all over, people moving from one store to another, children holding hands with their lovely parents, business men ushering customers to their stores and oh, it
