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Chahilu history in Lulogooli : Gaa kale gaa Chahilu (1942-2025)

Bernard Philimona Chahilu 1942-2025  Liivulwa Mukuluundu Bernard Philemon Chahilu yivulwa muhiga gwa 1942 mweli gwa kavili guvee sita (6/2/1942). Nu mwana wa Elam Kilago na maama Jelida Modani ma vosi vaakuza. Nu muyaayi Mukizuungu Mudidi mwifwa Mumasiingila Muvisonye. Yiivulwa muyaayi munifu mulidaala lye Gaigedi, Gaigedi logongo, Wodanga Lusoma, Sabatia Sub-county, Vihiga County. Kuviikilwa makono. Yaaviikilwa ku makono no mwilwazi Daudi Kadenge muhiga gwa 1942 mulidaala lie Gavudia mulivugaana lia Valina. (Friends Church). Likevwa Yaakevwa muhiga gwa 1952 kekevo chalaangwa Silula. Lisooma Yaataangila lisooma lilie ha Gaigedi masoomo go muluguki. Yaamanya niazya Gahumbwa Primary muhiga gwa 1955 mukilaasi kia kavaga. Yaakola ligela lia vaalaanga C.E.E. (Common Entrance Exam) muhiga gwa 1956 ha Gahumbwa. Muhiga gwa 1957 yaazya kusooma mukilaasi cha kataano ha Kericho Township School. Muhiga gwa 1958 yaazya kusooma ha Kigama Intermediate mukilaasi cha siita niakolela ho ligela liala...
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MOON 08-09-2015 (The Last day)

At 4 in the morning

What if today was your last day? Let us not think of eternal life and matters spirituality. You have been chasing your goals so well- in fact living your purpose and then it happens that you can live no longer. Sometimes we least think of death. And when we do, we look at it negatively- an enemy. It is a result of a curse. But yesterday I was thinking of death positively. It is good to die. After doing all this and going through all that, I need a rest. Someone should come after and continue from there. Death is a rest. The problem is to face the last day unfulfilled
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I was anxious to see the face of the crescent on its last day. I am not certain whether there will be a ‘stubborn’ death thereafter. It may refuse to die and show again another thinner curve. I am not sure for that but I will sleep with the door open to observe.

At cockcrow, I obeyed the alarm and went outside. Not that I had flowing sleep. Over the face nothing showed. I moved far away from it so that I can see far into the East. And there was the satellite! Small, shinny and curvy! Had I just thought it died yesterday, I’d miss the day’s glow. It was weak and slow that within a short time the rays of the sun would swallow it up before it reached the centre in the sky.

So the last day may be here or not. If I see it never again till the other life, then I was seeing the end. The end may not be the crumbling of the Earth- for what is minute Earth in the giant universe? The end is to die and go. Nature does not d anything uselessly- Aristotle.

To wait for the last day is not to hope for a better time when the last day comes. It may be tougher. It is to live today like never before. It is not to cry in prayers- it is to understand the vanity and the unwritten laws that nature is incorruptible. It is to wait when you are not sure when the end will come- and if it finds you conscious, receive it.

I did an article sometimes back with a different view on the last day. Have a look.

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