sunset saga

  After taking his last sip of that Thursday night 16 years ago, Albert staggered to the car tapping his pocket should he have dropped his key. Somewhere at the second fourth or fifth floor was a woman half a sleep waiting for her husband to get home. Arranging words that sting like bees that she wanted to unleash on her 3am man. At the Bomas junction Albert rammed into some vehicle. The offended got out in full rage confronting Albert. Maybe he had hired the car or just bought it the other day with hefty loan from some unforgiving microfinance because wueeeh that guy was furious. They started arguing shortly before Albert withdrew a pistol and fired. Because it was in Gods plan that the offended had to finish paying his car loan, Albert missed his target and hit another guy who was driving home. A guy who I won’t judge, maybe he was just waiting for everyone to get out of town so that he switches off the streetlights – they also need to sleep.  In his head thinking of what he would te

Have you ever been at an accident scene? A fatal crash that is. Was the music playing ? Was the horn hooting or was the smoke just coming from the engine silently?  Were there screams of survivors seeking help or were they in the wreck silent and lifeless ? *** It has been my experience that almost all of the time, when a collision has resulted in a fatality, the radio was off - I think this was secondary to the battery probably being smashed to bits or mechanically disconnected. Now it is, however fairly common for the horn to be blowing non-stop and I never really understood why the horn was going, but the radio wasn’t — perhaps radios just aren't made like they were before. In the few instances that the radio was on, I will tell you it was beyond eerie. There was one call where a drunk driver was racing a friend on a back country road, and hit a family of 4 head on. I was the first on the scene. I was able to crawl into the wreckage. The mother was driving, the son 11 was in the

  You guys ! Is this our own Larry Madowo eating panya in Malawi while we have , smocha, gonga mbili, and mushogi in Kenya?  I don't even mention kuku paka and mshikakis. Let me tell you about Mbewa. Mbewa is a name for roasted mice in some parts of Malawi. It is such a great snack that during the peak season, vendors come out in their numbers along the major roads to sell the delicacy targeting travellers. The main Lilongwe-Blantyre Road, especially between Ntcheu-Chingeni-Zalewa is a major market. Seasoned and cooked to a crisp, Mbewa are also easily found in major cities of Blantyre and Lilongwe. The mice are typically found in maize fields, where they grow plump on grains, fruit, grass and the odd insect. After crops are harvested, hunters burn bushes to identify mice holes so they can trap them. Diet diversification is key to achieving food and nutrition security. Mice are nutritious and contain various nutrients among them proteins.  An average mice of 100 gms contains roughl