Monthly Archives: May 2015
Back in the days, women were respected, upheld and viewed as the face of community; nowadays things seem to be completely changing. In those old days, women had special roles at different stages of life. In marriage especially, the woman was supposed to be loyal same to the man. Her job included common household duties e.g. cooking, fetching firewood, thatching houses among sharpening the female child’s feminine abilities. The men were to look for food, offer security to family, go hunting and teach the young boys the art of being a ‘man’. Loyalty in marriage was prominent and was regarded as a taboo for a woman to be caught cheating on her husband. When the husband died, the brother to the husband was to take over and assume the roles of his late brother.
In the 21st century, most of them are very different. They have changed. With the achievement made towards the advancement of women throughout history and around Africa, women have really changed. Some have changed to the best while some have changed to the worst.
Waking up early in the morning
All I have left is a picture of you
In my mind your image ravenously taking away the good memories
Not even a scratch or scrap is left
All the memories drift to the night you left
When you slipped out like a thief
Left me holding the pillow thinking it was you
The pillow soaked in tears
That never seem to dry
Your memories rowing like a boat
A boat abandoned in the waters
All I have is the note you left at the doorstep
Not caring someone would pick it or it would just be swept away by rainfall
A Damn note written by a blunt pencil
Love razed to ashes
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLOGGER SPERANZA
This is the day to dine and dance,
For all those friends and well-wishers,
A day to party and celebrate for all those years of success and victory you have achieved until today.
We wish you a birthday with joy, happiness, fun and party with friends and dears.
Happy Birthday pretty lady
I was just going to shut the door of an old ramshackle house only to capture something weird by my eyes. It was moving quickly and it kind of did not want any of my movements around it. Its whole body was hairy and one would feel as if tickled when a thought of it on your skin came on one’s mind. I slowly left the door open by itself so that I can view it at a greater view from the inside of the house. It was a big beautiful spider. I heard from another source that they are wanderers or arachnid creatures. The small room was full of webs and spiders. This was unexpected. I have never seen such a big one before.
Spiders are air-breathing arthropods that have eight legs and chelicerae with fangs that eject venom. They range from big to small. The color also varies. We came across one and decided we should observe it very closely.
It was during the December 2011 holiday. Kamau had gone to his grandmothers’ home in Meru, Kenya to have a visit before school opened. Kamau was aware of the area. When you are in debt, you must pay according to the agreed time. That was the rule that none in the area could lack to know. Bandits infested the area too. They sauntered the village searching for valuable items that they could easily get by employing force. In the area, houses were close together forming clusters such that Kamau would hear skirmishes and banging of ‘sufurias’ emanating from the neighboring house.
That evening at around 7pm, Kamau went to visit an old friend of him. He was a 55 yrs. old man. He was an introvert. He had married one wife and they were blessed with two kids. When he got inside the thatched house, the old man’s children warmly welcomed Kamau and served him with tea. The old man seemed to be in a sea of problems. They talked for a while as the old man explained what he was facing.
He explained to Kamau that some people were after his life because he was not able to pay their debt. He had huge debts that he was not able to pay due to his low lifestyle and his poor economic purchasing power. This man did not share his problems to his wife. This was because he was in the company of the village bandits that had been terrorizing the area every night. He had taken a loan from the bandits and used it haphazardly. With time, the money was over!
This gang came to the man the previous night and offered him a period of six days to refund the money back. They told him that it would be very painful if he refused to repay the debt according to the specified period. It was now two days left and he did not have any money. Kamau too could not help it. The man did not want it to be publicized. He wanted a secret way to get the money. What could he do?
You the precious gold we in search for
The little flower that flourishes each day
The flower that wins the admiration of our eyes each day
The flower that stays on fertile grounds
The one watered each day
The seed that sprouts above the ground
One that grows to an adorable fruit
You the river whose tributaries knows its destiny
And manoeuvres through the roots to reach its destiny