Poling

 Hey guys, today was the most awaited day in the republic, Election, general election in our country. It was my second time having to participate. I was proud to perform my civil duties. Far from us queuing under the sun and you know doing the thing, does our votes really count? Do the rumors serve us right, is it democracy for us, or the system is manipulating us? Well, this are the questions that I have been asking my self the whole of the day.

Also today, I was just rethinking the dawn of the next leadership in our country. I lamented on the way we in the third world countries, how long are we going to suffer before we realized that before every election we must have an economic breakdown then take two whole years to recover first then two years later we are back on the same situation.

today at our polling station. I went and thought I knew it all. took myself to the queue for people whose names start with K . My surname starts with a K of course. I spend close to two hours before the agents at the polling station mentioned that my name was in another polling stream, meaning the used the baptismal name to put us in the streams order . I was mad and pissed. I quickly picked my English and decided that I am not going to live this place without giving this people some piece my of mind. I spoke and well people backed me. I was almost asking the crowd if I should bid in the next elections for member of county assembly. 

I had made friends on the line already, they were a little bit disappointed I left , but we had no option. I even left the polling station came back home. I really felt bad, but hours later in the afternoon, there was a smooth flow and no long queues. it took me less than thirty minutes to go to the poling station, cast my vote and back home. I hope for smooth counting of the votes , peaceful celebrations of the winners. so we can go back to business.

May peace prevail.

Love folks,

TUSHEE

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