Monday, October 06, 2014

The Month of October

In 2008, I was preparing for a trip to go to an academic conference in Mozambique. I have commented about this in a previous post.

In 2009, I finished my Master of Science Thesis on a day like today: The 6th of October 2009.

In 2012, there was a launch of the Bible week by Malawi Bible Society.

To my discomfort, there were a lot of gun shots yesterday, the 5th of October, 2014.

The 4th of October was, there was supposed to be the coronation of M’Mbelwa.

I am very sure the trip to Mozambique turned me an enemy to the Malawian Authorities.

Mozambique and Malawi seem to have suffered sour relations due the wars and possible attempts of revolt which have always seemed to start from across the Mozambican Border.

The Month of September is already a major difficulty due to the war on terror, the month of October started to be difficult in 2008.

What follows? I don’t know.

Saturday, October 04, 2014

Being on The Internet

The internet has been to most people a communication platform. To keep in touch with friends and other activities that distance and cost does not allow them access to.

When you have a friend who has been ling in a life of danger. You almost always want to know how  they are every few seconds of the day. I have about 200 friends on Facebook, and 200 friends on Google. These are mostly people who have been around my life as I have been growing up. They always want to see how I am when the day is today on every given day.

For I do face challenges that I should normally face.

There have been several times I have tried to be offline for a while but I find myself getting back online every now and then. To say something to someone. For the local location I am in does not have much friends for me.

Every single thing of pleasure to me is easily taken away unreasonably it is like someone is determined to see me unhappy.

There was once, I managed to see how my friends possibly react when I get offline. It was a disaster on my heart until someone passed to me a message that the person I was concerned with is ok.

When I am absent from the internet, it is possible that I am block, or busy with something else, or possibly have an internet outage. But I tell you, the absence makes some send money to me so that I should not be block. if I am busy with something else, it only give peace to other people if they know I am busy with something that makes me happy.

I wanted to get on Facebook. Someone seems to have been keeping me away from the internet because I should be weaned off the concerns of the world. But at the time, I have been sensing that someone is worried about my absence.

I thought perhaps, I should see if I can find something alternate. I typed and found a King James Bible Version on the website.

I was happy. Just looking at the preface makes you want to know more about King James himself and you read and read and read….

Can I ever keep off the internet?

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Abstention from the SAMSA Conference of 2008

When you sponsor someone on a trip to some event; when the trip happens, you do know that the sponsorship has been consumed. Suppose you do realize that the person has not managed to go on that trip. Do you grudge the absence?

In 2008, I was sponsored to go to Conference in Maputo organized by SAMSA. Due to some logistical reasons, I failed to attend the conference but my presentation was done by my classmate in my absence.

Assessing the difficulty of attending, the Conference in Maputo, Mozambique that year, I resolved to attend another organized in Lilongwe by OSISA which attracted people of similar interest so that if I completely fail to attend the Maputo Conference, I would still have interacted with some who may have had interest in my work to attend the Maputo Conference.

The Social-Political relations of Malawi and Mozambique attracts greater scrutiny and suspicion which to me proved of greater difficult being descendent from a political family.

I am sure my absence should not be grudged for such a long time. If I did not meet the sponsors expectations in that they may have wanted access to my work, my email address was made available on the abstract recorded for presentations in the proceedings of the Maputo SAMSA Conference at Maputo, Mozambique. I may still have a copy of the presentation and also perhaps, my thesis supervisor may have kept some copies.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Proposition Season

Feeling like I was feeling, I was feeling like I was 7 years ago. No mistake, they were perhaps recalled memories and feelings. But evident, I do have a need: My other half is still missing.

It is said, Zingachuluke Njuchi; Yokuluma ndi Imodzi.

There was a day, a day which had a lot of bees at my home buzzing around that I got stung by a bee. Only one bee stung me on that day. All of them buzzed around and went their way.

Yesterday or the other day, I was passing by some location with bees buzzing around none of them stung me.

It is perhaps true the statement is true, Zingachuluke Njuchi; Yokuluma ndi Imodzi.

How do you get to know which one? Yesterday, I found out which one.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Where I do come from.

In 2001, there were parliamentary debates, a call on students, a famine(absence) of maize in Admarc, and strike on the university grounds and deaths of two students.

I reading my everyday verses at Chancellor College, and I stumbled upon a verse Amos 5:7-15. Since it was an everyday verse, it meant nothing but an addition to my bible knowledge until I found on the notice board outside the Library an issue so much like the verse I had just read that morning, scheduled for discussion by Students of Law. I made up my mind to hand copy that verse, and deliver it to the place of discussion.

Yesterday, I was listening to Music by Wambali Mkandawire from the Album which won an Award in the year 2001. The Album Title, Zani Muone. The song I was listening to, Vya Kuchidika. He is quoting from the Book of Ezekiel. It just occurs to me that I may not have been the only one who had a revelation from the word of God concerning the time and the issue under discussion at the time.

I have met many young men and women who seem to have been affected by this time most of them seem to be Christians. Strong in their faith and not compromising. From their countenance, they seem to have endured a lot.

“Pakuti Nyumba Iyi nja Chigaluka”.

Considering Amos 5:7-15. The House of Parliament debating on the issues at the time might have been what the words meant.

Necessarily, the laws being set up during this year of 2001, were not good laws.

These laws which were being established under the campaign of democracy, some seem to have responded to the change with the collision of the two planes into the trade center towers in United States on 11th September, 2001.

I am sure these laws do need thorough review.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

The Place Where I Live

The place where I do live, has several versions of its destruction. The first of it, I seem to have been typing on my HTC Legend and froze dead. Whoever found me, came to find me in that frozen state dead.

The second version, there I was a young girl behind my wall. The world tore itself apart. You know, an unstable atom is hard to control.

The other version, there was a chemical bomb with a nuclear blast and there was a helicopter rescuing this place where I live spraying an anecdote as the wave of the chemical bomb was going.

I came after so many years with a helmet over my head for the fear of the chemical might still be around over the place.

I remember being in a minibus going to Mzuzu University, the reality of the broken down world was evident and I had my helmet while passing through the region.

By the time, some parches of land had now started having some green.

There were some stitched up regions which seemed to still require going through my some virtual means.

I wonder how the minibuses were able to go through but big buses seemed to manage only by virtual passage like some gate that transformed matter and transported to the destination in some way.

The reality is like fiction but I might have been having a vision of a future of my place where I am living.

There was no wealth in all scenery it was dust dirty and dry.

The day I started seeing this vision was in the year 2009 A.D. on a day like yesterday. The 9th of September.

Yesterday, in this year 2014 A.D. also 9th September, and none of it has happened yet.

This message requires an IQ greater than 129.

Yesterday, I was watching a movie. The Family. It was talking about the Blake Family. They had a Protégé in their family. So whenever the Kid wrote something at School for a newspaper publication, it was always like the father has written it.

If you consider the reasoning of the kid, that would be the biggest explanation why the family always found itself in trouble but did not know why.

Now this point of writing this article, seems to be a vintage point. If life is on pause and rewind to understand this article in order not to tear this world apart, then perhaps don’t go to war before understanding the extent of the damage expected to be caused.

But the age of the earth has a limit. One day, the old earth and the old heaven shall pass away. and a new earth and a new earth shall take its place.

Monday, September 01, 2014


Happy is the man who does not take the wicked for his guide
nor walk the road that sinners have tread
nor take his seat among the scornful;
The law of the Lord is his delight,
The law his meditation night and day.

He is like a tree
planted beside a water course,
Which yields its fruit in season
and its leaf never withers:
in all that he does he prospers.

Wicked men are not like this;
they are like chaff driven by the wind.
So when Judgment comes the wicked shall not stand firm,
nor shall sinners stand in the assembly of the righteous.

The Lord watches over the way of the righteous,
but the way of the wicked is doomed.

Psalms 1:1-6.