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Kintu

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Kintu, by Jeniffer Nansubuga is now my favourite African book.
It's a superb, well told tale. Living in Uganda, it took on a special significance.
My favourite character is Isaac Newton, and he has one of the saddest stories in the
clan.
Miisi, the one, in my opinion, who pays highest price for the curse, is a writer for a local
newspaper and he wrote one of the best imageries about colonialism I have come across.

Ekisode
Buganda, unlike the rest of Africa, was sweet-talked onto the operating table with praises and
promises.Protectorate was the plastic surgery to set the sluggish African body on a faster
 route to maturity.
But once under chloroform, the surgeon was at liberty and did as he pleased.
First he severed the hands then cut off the legs and he put the black limbs into a bin bag and 

disposed of them.
Then he got European limbs and set upon grafting them on the black torso.
When the African woke up, the European had moved into his house.
Though the African was still too weak to g…

WIP

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I participated in a 30-day Do Tough Things challenge in March.
It was hard.
Opened my eyes to  how many things I've let slide in my life;
from being reluctant to say no to having an audio course that was
still wrapped 5 months after purchase.
Made some good strides , then had to travel for a few days
and by the time I was back, found myself mostly  at square one .
AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH
I know it'll take more than few days for habits to take root
and bin others.
Know  that progress takes time and yet constantly berate myself
for not turning a new leaf fast enough.
Patience isn't my strongest suit.
I'm extending the challenge and  part of it will be
being patient , kind and compassionate to myself.
Aluta continua

My soul speaks

My soul speaks.
In gentle whispers and fleeting thoughts
I turn and catch the end tail
It's enough.
I ignore

My soul speaks
Through voices I don't and do
trust
Passing a message only my ears
can decipher
I brush it off

My soul speaks
Tired mornings and
sleepless nights
Restless days and a
stormy mind
I cannot unhear the echoes

My soul shouts
Hammering on my dumb walls
Aaaaarrgh, how annoying
I  listen.