Never Ready To Say Goodbye

Never Ready To Say Goodbye

Baba (father) has been sitting on the rocking chair for close to an hour and I am sure he is lost in his thoughts with Simon Chimbetu’s song Samatenga on repeat. He hasn’t touched his coffee and l bet it has turned into a cold coco-cola beverage. My...
Death – Musings

Death – Musings

By Felly Oyuga They say life and death go together. I have always been fascinated by the dead, but not by the process of dying. That part scares me. The last breath. What does it feel like? Do you know you are dying? Are you scared? I expect I will close my eyes on...
Women Who Kill #3: Born to Suffer

Women Who Kill #3: Born to Suffer

By Felly Oyuga Life had become unbearable. It was not always this way though. 16 months ago, Cherie thought she was blissfully married. They lived in a decent three bedroom house with her three children and her husband, Saul. Their three children, Anna 13, Anita 9 and...
Friends Of The Dead

Friends Of The Dead

By Felly Oyuga During my father’s funeral, the chief insisted on giving a short speech, but after he had had something to eat. So after eating, the chief came back to the gathering, tummy full and started his speech. He said that he was in school with my father. My...