The journey from Al Ain to Abu Dhabi was fantastic and the desert truly delivered. From Jebel Hafit, one of the highest peaks in the United Arab Emirates, we drove along the winding mountain road towards Abu Dhabi. Located near the border with Oman, the mountain offers magnificent views across the surrounding desert. As we…
Last week in this column I reflected on our experience of being so involved in work to the extent that we miss to pay attention to equally important issues such as proper attention to family matters and other social responsibilities. We say: “mambo ni mengi” meaning that we have our hands full of work. It…
The public behaviour of Generation Z (1997-2012) a third of current human population is familiar. Glued to mobiles, non stop; not hearing you because of noise cancelling ear gadgets. Boomers (1946-1964), my generation; are perfectly alright to leave phones at home- if necessary. Bible says in Ecclesiastes 3:5-“There is a time to cast away stones…
Longido Primary School pupils happily enjoy their new beds on Wednesday. Below, the school’s dining hall, which was destroyed by strong winds in January, this year. The damage has left the school struggling to provide pupils with a suitable place to sit and eat their meals, particularly during unfavourable weather. (Photos by David Chikoko) FROM…
The crimson blob warms my heart,As it spreads its dappled effulgenceAcross the skies,Its beauty suffusing,Seeping into the foldsOf the silvery fluffs. My heart mellowed by the tranquility transpired,Awed by the sudden hushness,The sky devoid of fluttery wings,All snug and podged,Settled in their sheltered nests. A day well taken care of,For He alone reigns the throne,He…
The curtain dances when there’s no breeze,Performing dramas with elegant ease.Sunlight pierces through its seams,Interrupting unfinished dreams. It hides the world, then peeks outside,A gossip dressed in fabric pride.At night it frames the passing glow,Of strangers only it may know. Wind arrives, it swells with flair,Like actors needing all the air.I pull it closed for…
In the words of Maria Sashina,Mexican healer and poet – “Heal yourself with the light of the sunand the rays of the moon.” With the sound of the riverand the waterfall, With the singing of the seaand the fluttering of birds Heal yourself with mint, neem,and eucalyptus. Sweeten with lavender,rosemary, and chamomile. Hug yourself with…
The bag survives a hundred streets,Then breaks exactly near my feet.It carries hope in fragile skin,Thin plastic stretched by what’s within. Eggs become a risky prayer,Tomatoes roll without a care,I redistribute weight like math,Trying to outsmart disaster’s path. Handles dig into my hand,Leaving marks like reprimands.Yet cashiers nod with quiet trust,As if the bag will…
I lost a hundred timesBut I am not a loser,I failed a thousand timesBut I am not a failure,I made countless mistakesBut I am not a defect,I am not tornBut patched, reborn,I have shed pools of tears,But my smiles, a thousandfold,I have broken down to piecesYet stood up to put a brave front,Paled is the…
The alarm begins with gentle tone,Then escalates like debts unpaid.I silence it with sleepy skill,It returns louder, sharper still. Five more minutes become a crime,Measured harshly against the time.Dreams retreat without appeal,Reality enters cold and real. It rings on days I need escape,On rainy mornings draped in weight.I threaten apps, replacement clocks,The alarm remains unmoved…
