Today I decided I would take the family to Habib's Kinyozi to get their heads shaved. I left for work, and almost sent him a message saying we would be coming, but I figured I would tell him when I passed his place. When I was approaching something looked very strange on Amalemba. There were people doing work where Habib's Kinyozi was. Then I realized it wasn't there. His kinyozi had been burned down. It was horrible. I checked my phone, and I message came through from the morning of him telling me what happened. I stayed for a while talking to him. It makes me so upset. It wasn't a problem with the wiring as I was hoping. Someone had put petrol and burned his Kinyozi. He was so strong about it. Luckily he takes his stereo, music, and razors home every night.
I just can't believe the place I was sitting and chatting with Habib last night listening to Reggae music is gone. Two days ago he was telling me his plans to expand the kinyozi and make it a bigger business once he saved the money. I feel so horrible that this has happened to him. He is such a good guy. To rebuild he needs about 100$, but since this business is his livelihood and insurance isn't available in Kenya on semi permanent structures, I'm not sure what he will do. If anyone wants to help him out with a few dollars let me know.
My host mom horrified me saying she thinks it was my fault. She has this theory someone was jealous of him for hanging around me. It makes me furious that I have to worry about being around people because others may get jealous. Habib thinks its because his business is successful so others were jealous. How can you do well and be successful if you have to worry about others being jealous and taking it away. I am just thankful no one is hurt and he has such a good attitude about it. I will miss hanging out in his Kinyozi so much, as it was the only place we could be together.
