A long long time ago, before Juma James became my congressman, before captain Omsakhulu realized polythene bags are not shoes, before Klein Baroson discovered Mama Mboga, before Mabangi realized that cannabis Sativa is man's best friend, before Dabuz went to play professional hockey in Moshi and started curling his hair, before Mwas realized why it's important to knock before entering, even before Mnyama Jnr met Pumpum the love of his life, there lived a man.
The man was named T Tolo Matolo. T Tolo was a short man, very close to gravity. His people had by then not realized that this was a natural adaptation. They hadn’t realized that he would bring honour, so much honour to the Vultures village .
The talented T never showed off, bidding his time, waiting to announce himself to the world. His planning was impeccable. It would only be a matter of time.
The battle that drove him to the throne was at Mabibo Hostels, Dar es Salaam. Warriors from as far countries as Rwanda, Uganda, Burundi, Tanzania etc. gathered, each believing in their own ability, each confident of victory. So they lined, tall and short, experienced and inexperienced, each with the weapon ready, fully geared to grab the throne and a piece of history.
The time was right for T. The stage was perfect. The desire was there. But as we were soon to find out the weapon was there too, concealed, waiting to do damage.
No sooner had they seen the weapon than they coiled their tails and dashed for the door. Legend has it that it was a bazooka. And who brings a pistol to a bazooka fight? The fight was over even before it started.
That night the Vultures celebrated their victory in the foreign land. Their own brother had brought them untold honor. The elders of the village Kitivo Okumu and Italliano W Jacktone announced him the new Lord of the village.
His first executive order was to compel the warriors to temporary exile as he celebrated his famous victory with a fresh concubine carefully selected from the thousands who thronged his doors.
Lord Rungu brought prosperity and peace to his people. Whereas he would sometimes fall to the feminine whims of his subject’s women, he was generally a fair ruler.
And his people loved and respected his counsel. He is an inspiration to the young men not just in his village but across the valleys, hills and plains of Africa.
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