LIVES ON THE RUIN
LIVES ON THE RUIN Early in the morning you will find them walking lackadaisically towards their hostels after a night long of brewing and partying and least to say fornicating I'm speaking of most comrades in Moi university main campus who knows nothing good than the F2 club, miraa baseand other chang'aa joints. These are students who have decided to let their education go with the wind and their future is obscure. One cannot tell why so a large number of young teenagers have indulged in drug abuse and promiscuity. Last week on an early Monday morning I meet Brian* smoking bhang, looking lugubrious, tired, dirty and unkempt hair. He was sitted on a rock behin a flower fence. He thought he was well hidded fro the cursing and glaring faces of Passersby but in the real sense he was much exposed and every person who passed by wondered why such a handsome young man had resulted to drug abuse. Others seemed to care less since it's a common behaviour with most common campus boys...