What do you bring to the table? Who cares…

If someone asks you that, wachana na yeye… How blind should one be so that I should be the one to tell them what I can bring or not? Dude! Bro! What are you looking for?

My questions are – do I have the table? Where is the table in the first place? Is it in Dubai, Paris, Korogocho, ama you also have no idea? How are we going to get that table, by plane, bus, bicycle or on foot? Is the table made of glass, wood, clay or whatever? The place we are getting this table from – does it have instructions on how to maintain it? Who will be carrying this table? Eeh! You, me, us or your whole family? How long is this table? Does it accommodate me and your family without you, only your family or just me and you? How many people know about this table? Do you have your own rules on how the table should be managed? Should I be the only one who strictly follows the rules of the table, or can we change it according to what lasts longer? Can the table be changed to the one that was earlier used?

Sasa tutoke kwa the table and talk about what you expect to be brought to the table. Do you know? And if you don’t, is my suggestion valid? When I suggest, does it mean that I will be held responsible for the suggestion to be effective? And if I decide to bring my plate to the table, am I allowed to decide what contents will be put on the plate? Once you see the plate and use it, will you wash it clean thereafter, or will it be used as a poster to be shown to everyone on how my plate became dirty after use? Nkt!

Anyway, wewe mwenyewe, what do you bring to the table? Nimechoka!

By The Tazmanian Angel