I fell in love with the interior decorations of the
house as soon as I stepped in. The living room, kitchen and bathroom have tiled
floors. The kitchen has cabinets built on the walls and under the sink. A door
opens to a small balcony with a fantastic view to a river where school going
kids swim all weekend. I paid the rent and moved in the next day. My weekend
was peaceful as I unpacked my stuff, the only problem I experienced was loud
banging sounds from the iron sheet roofing that kept interrupting my sleep.
I was so excited on Monday to begin my work, when I sat
in the living room I could hear people talking on the other side of the wall.
The walls are so thin that I could hear their conversation clearly. I was in
shock I had moved into this house for some quite as I write. That was just the
beginning of a series of many agonizing moments; I discovered that my next door
neighbors were a young couple. When they went to the kitchen to cook I could hear
pots banging as if it was happening in my kitchen. I could hear them talk when
they are in their bedroom as I take a shower in the bathroom on the furthest
side of my house.
The electricity supply disconnects regularly in this house
for no apparent reason; therefore I must have airtime in my mobile phone to
call the caretaker to switch it back on. I do not know if the instant water heater
works as there is no water in the bathroom; I carry water in a pail to flash
the toilet and use a basin to take a shower. Smoke fills my bedroom every
evening from burning garbage near the river; I can smell it on my bedding from
time to time.
These two houses share a balcony; the door that opens to
the balcony is made of metal. My next door neighbors like opening and closing
the door throughout the day; it makes a banging sound interrupting me when I am
working in my bedroom. They wake me up very early in the morning when they open
that door. My downstairs neighbor uses a charcoal stove (Jiko) to make her
meals; when she lights it, it produces a lot of smoke that gathers in my
bedroom making it difficult for me to breathe.
I still don’t understand how doves got under the ceiling
above my bedroom flapping around early in the morning waking me up when my
neighbors don’t. My neighbors must also hear me when I pray in the morning and
watch TV before going to bed. This living arrangement is not healthy; the other
day the man in that house was insulting me from the comfort of his kitchen. I
let it pass as he must be so frustrated knowing there is someone who can hear
his every move.
I have made a decision to move out in the next two
months; I wear earplugs when I sleep and all day as I work. My downstairs
neighbors bang on her bedroom door with so much force that my bedroom door
keeps opening. What broke the camel’s back? It started raining on Saturday
evening, water started dripping in right where I was seated. When I went out to
the shop, the river had flooded soaking my boots as I wandered in; I had to
rush back in case the path was swallowed by the river.
Would you like to move
into this house when I vacate?