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THE HALF THAT STILL MATTERS
When I was young, I heard a story of a woman who lived in a village far from the well. Every day she would walk a long distance to fetch water. Her buckets were old, cracked, and tired; just like… Continue reading
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WHERE THE GAME BEGINS
I used to stand on the edge of the court, holding the ball, not to play, just to watch. There was a rhythm in the way they moved, those older boys. The game to them wasn’t a sport. It was… Continue reading
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RAIN KNOWS NO NAMES
Driving in Dar es Salaam is never easy. But when it rains, it becomes a different life altogether. The streets turn into rivers. The dust becomes thick mud. The familiar shortcuts you knew dry and clean now become traps for… Continue reading
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THE WEIGHT OF OUR OWN BLIND SPOTS
In the quiet of the evening, I went to my usual spot for my evening conversations and small gatherings. A place where tired minds find solace in the exchange of stories, news, and sometimes, just in laughter. It was a… Continue reading
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WHO HEALS THE HEALER?
I went to visit a friend of mine, a priest I hadn’t seen in a while. We’d agreed to meet on a Monday afternoon at the parish. I arrived right on time, but his phone was off, and for a… Continue reading
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THE LIE OF “ME TIME”
We often say, “I need some me time.”We say it when we want to rest, to escape, to pull back from the noise. And so we find a couch, a screen, a silence call it peace, wrap it in solitude,… Continue reading
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THE QUITE HEALER
The waiting room was its own kind of torture. Cold fluorescent lights reflected off sterile walls. Chairs lined up like silent judges. And in the center of it all sat me, hands clenched, heart pounding, mind racing through invoices for… Continue reading
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THE ONES WHO NEVER SEE THE HOUSE
I was invited to a housewarming party the other day. A good friend of mine, someone I’ve known for over 20 years had finally moved into his dream home. Modern. Spacious. Thoughtfully designed. The kind of place where every corner… Continue reading
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THE MIRROR RULE
Stuck in the relentless traffic on Nyerere Road in Dar es Salaam, the heat rising off the tarmac and patience running thin, we all find ways to escape the stillness. Some people lean on music, flipping through radio stations like… Continue reading
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THE TEAR THAT DIDN`T FALL
She held his tiny hand, fingers wrapped around hers, still trusting, still innocent. The school gate stood ahead, painted bright, welcoming, but to her, it felt like a threshold between two worlds. One where he had always belonged to her,… Continue reading
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