The little things that we do ignore, most of the times are
the same things that come to bite us in places we should not scratch in public.
You wear a tight inner-wear in the morning knowing very well that it is going to
supper press you by noon. Then you think that it might just expand miraculously
and you will end up being comfortable by mid morning. You left the house at seven it is not yet
eleven and you have adjusted the inner-wear line more than ten times. You are in
a meeting and the situation does not allow you to leave to adjust “the line”;
you feel like it is going to cut your body symmetrically at the waist line. So you
are asking yourself; why did I choose this one? Just to lift my bum and give it
the right tight shape that this skirt requires?
Above is the case of Linda Akello the police officer in a
tight up skirt. Yeas I know being a fellow woman and writing this article at
the same time bring out the WW0 (women war) that has been infinite. But this is
not the case I want to present.
When joining an institution like the police service, I want
to believe you are not forced into it. Neither can one persist through the hard
trainings undergone there unwillingly. There is also a code of conduct given to
the joining candidates. And
I think they should be followed supervised and unsupervised.
So when you break the conduct one should be courteous enough
to ask for forgiveness. Not go throwing
stones in your own glass house just because “thirsty” Kenyans on twitter and
other social media are backing you up. Your decision to fight your mother is
always a foolish one. Going to court to
stop your hearings at the police force is not the brightest idea.
Just because your immediate supervisor liked your dressing
for his/ her own personal reasons does not mean that you did not break the law.
For the sake of safety how does one run in such a tight up skirt. Yours is not
a luxurious job as you might want it to seem. Madam Kaindi is not jealous of
you. She is too old for such anyway. Not that she is a relative or a close
friend. Just a perspective I would like
to see her as.
Simple rules and partial decisions that we make become the
end of us. If we decide to press the law
an inch it does it us 5 inches back just like a boomerang.
learn from it and let it go... 
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