Tag Archives: life

A place where the village remembers

Post Views = 1856Back then when I was growing, love was sought with monstrous effort. The telephone was just arriving in the big cities and towns around, owned by ‘big people’ in government or companies that had sharpened their saws enough. This is to say that communication in the village was mostly verbal, the face to face kind. Having grown …

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Why can’t God give me a good wife?

Post Views = 3263We sit on a bed. Something that could make a decent 3 by 6 bed, with a new mattress on it. The bed sheet and the duvets are tucked away neatly and placed where the pillow is supposed to rest, meaning the owner doesn’t have one. Tucking beddings is the easiest way of coping with organization if …

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The life that I never asked for

Post Views = 1630The following happens between 7.48 pm to 12.19pm. Events occur in real time. For lack of a better story. Sunday A WhatsApp conversation between Mzangila and Tamara. You recall Tamara from last year?She was Mzangila’s client in a six-months-long fitness programme. This is a catch up between the two. Punctuation marks and other grammar rules have been …

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ON CELIBACY

Post Views = 3900Disclaimer: Just because am celibate does not mean I won’t hit it if you keep swinging it my way. Key words “IF YOU KEEP SWINGING IT MY WAY”. This topic as I have come to realize is usually left out of open, sex-positive talk, reserved for the devoutly religious; which I’m currently not (which I’m sure you …

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She died for two months, woke up with a missing arm

Post Views = 2282One day on December 2014, Darcy lost her left hand at their residence in Kileleshwa.  She was just 21, on the eve of Christmas when she and her friends decided that a party had to go down to welcome Jesus to the world. Before, holding parties was a norm, but this one was what she calls ‘mpango …

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THE DUNGEONS OF LONELINESS

Post Views = 5748I’m lonely. And I’m lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic. Solitude is fine but you need someone to tell that solitude is …

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