True Story…

On a bright and breezy Sunday in Wamunyu, Kenya, Ndaka and Zikki embarked on a grand adventure of doing absolutely nothing. This wasn't just any lazy day; it was their inaugural "Do Nothing Sunday," and it was set to happen on Zikki's farm, a place where even the cows seemed to move in slow motion.

The main attraction was the farm's pond, a body of water so still, it looked like a giant had paused it mid-ripple. Here, the brothers settled in, armed with nothing but their wits and a knack for hilarious banter.

As soon as they sat down, Ndaka pointed out, "You know, if we were any lazier, we'd have to be watered twice a week." Zikki chuckled, watching a duck glide across the pond as if it too understood the assignment of doing nothing.

Their conversations were a delightful mix of playful teasing and wild storytelling. Ndaka shared an anecdote about a goat that mistook his trousers for a gourmet meal, and Zikki countered with a tale about the time he tried yoga in the barn and ended up in a standoff with a curious chicken.

The afternoon sun cast a warm glow as they discussed 'serious' topics like which farm animal would make the best mayor of Wamunyu. Ndaka voted for the wise old donkey, while Zikki insisted on the charismatic rooster.

As the sky turned orange, they had a mock debate on the entrepreneurial potential of selling bottled pond water as a 'rural experience.' "It's like a spa day and a nature hike in one sip!" Zikki exclaimed, almost toppling over with laughter.

Evening crept in, and with it, a cool breeze. The brothers, now lying on the grass, gazed up at the stars. "What if stars are just the universe's way of dotting its i's?" Ndaka mused, leading to a fit of giggles as they imagined the universe as a giant, cosmic writer, a bit careless with its punctuation.

Their Do Nothing Sunday, filled with laughter and light-hearted debates by the pond, became a treasured memory, a reminder that sometimes, the best way to connect is to simply sit back, relax, and let the conversation—and the laughter—flow.