By Mary Mwendwa.
As
i walk towards dusty, crowded and densely populated streets of Kayole estate in
Nairobi, the polluted environment full of littered plastic bags, swamps loaded
with all kinds of waste ranging from human to industrial, lead me to closely
built flats which serve as homes to people here. Life seems slow here, women
murmuring in low tones, some drunk with red eyes protruding, children playing
along dirty trenches of dark water,
small make shift structures, famously known as vibandas – tiny wrapped
vegetable branches ,sachets of household
items like tealeaves, coffee, powder soaps and sweets , are scattered at every
street.
