In The Stillness I Wept

In The Stillness I Wept

“One minute I am floating, and the next minute it feels like I have been hit by a bus.” These are the words I told my therapist the first time I visited her a few months ago. I was hurt and hopeless, and although I hoped that the pain would go away, I had learnt to...
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...