Author: Magunga Williams
The first time I witnessed a nasty break up I was around 10 years old. I had accompanied my elder bro to the shop a bit of a distance from our house when we ran into a scene. There was this man standing on his balcony exchanging nasty words with who we all presumed to be his wife. She was standing a good 30 meters away. It was late evening and relatively silent, except for these two. The wife was going on and on about this man’s equipment – talking about how unqualified it was. She kept yelling about how…
There is nothing easy about going to war with an enemy you cannot see.
Unfortunately for him, he grows up in a time when Burundi is going through a patch of history it would rather forget.
Even us, we want to have our cake and eat it too.
The last time I was in a fight must have been six years ago, and the only reason I did it is because this other dude decided he could fling my then girlfriend across the room. I mean, at that point, even Jesus would clench a fist. Since then, however, I have not been in a fight, which when I think about it, is quite remarkable for me because I have an impatient temper. It fires up fast and hot. About three weeks ago, I was this close to switching off the lights on some dude in Parklands, and here…
When darkness approaches, it seldom makes a sound. It just creeps silently towards you like a cloud of smoke. Suddenly, you can neither breathe nor see.
Babu dresses people for a living. The first time he told me that, I laughed, because who does not know how to dress surely?
There is no way your home could have given you malaria, not after 28 years. Kwani which mosquitoes have been biting you your whole life? What kind of upside-down science are they teaching in universities these days?
If I want a son, I have to pay for one.
Safaricom had come in as the network to connect people. What you do with it is really up to you, I guess.
This your government has shown us things. Many things. But not justice.