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Heavy responsibilities for elder aunt among the Logooli

With Seenge Fonesi. She is the elder grand daughter of Isagi and elder daughter of Amugasya. She is often present in functions involving the family of Amugasya. Pic taken on 18/4/2024. The elder sister soon becomes the elder aunt. It is this “seenge munene” (elder aunt) tag that she is tied to many cultural responsibilities – back home. To her marital family she may appear as any other woman, but she is not so in the eyes of her people. Marriage does not steal her away as it would happen with other daughters of the old man. To her, as days go and the old man and woman of the estate are dependents, she becomes increasingly present.  Her brothers also need her for almost all traditional markings. They are marrying, she needs to welcome the new wife. They are giving birth, she needs to come to midwife or “bless” the new born. They are paying dowry she needs to lead the women delegate. There is a conflict she needs to come for a hearing.  And many others. Traditions does not expect her to
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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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