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The Kamnara of Sakwa are making ground to build for future generations

Greetings from the Kamnara of Sakwa! The Kamnara people of Sakwa on 27th December 2024 gathered at Village Park, Ajigo (near Bondo). Hosted by Kwaka Joseph, they hearkened to the consultative forum call, arriving in good numbers and early enough for a successful day. The gathering was chaired by Mr. Nying’ro James Onyango, a former (retired) assistant commissioner of Police. The introductions were excellent. The genealogies were mentioned in reverence, lengthy ones applauded. And courtesy of Enos Oyaya’s book, “Kamnara my people”, anyone who would need help had the documentation. Oyaya had launched the Kamnara book on 30th December 2022 at his home in Kamnara Mwalo, an event that gathered Vakamnara from far and wide. “What can we do that the generations to come will benefit from?” This was the clarion Mr. Kwaka Joseph called on all to fashion their minds to. And issues were raised in the fields of Education, health, agriculture, enterprise, politics and more that the swift dholuo would...

MOON 6/09/2015 (Hangover)



It was a travelling back day. And to most of the events that break monotony, some of which we are rigid to accept, I had no otherwise.. If you went to a good place and you were hastened by time to leave, you feel the threat. If people visited you- people so dear- and there came a time to leave, there is always the vacuum they start creating as they prepare; will the place be a bore without them? 

And what about the moon? The sky in the city is not as spectacular as the one in rural Ukambani. It is polluted. If there was a way, I’d shut down the smokes and lights in the capital. I had never looked in the skies with such merrily eyes before. Clouds- false clouds- will overlap my sight. Will it be the end of the cycle?

The moon is also very delicate at this point in its cycle. Will I manage to see its last crescent? I would want to end the cycle in a style. Will it leave me hanging? Did id die so soon in surprise? I would want to go back in the cycle and see it again.

Friends and relatives at the gathering will also disperse? When shall we meet again? In death? Hangover. May we meet again in peace, under moonshine.

I was also tense whether I will find the beggars in town and talk to them. On Sunday’s they take an ‘off’. I met a different group of similar course, had to bend and talk to them as people passed by. I have started to miss them in my thoughts for surely they will beg no more.

To sleep, it was long since I loved the bed. Thinking that sleep will play its games, the clear night sky bore a hazy covered sky that the morning moon could not be seen. Hang over! Will the moon be seen again? Or its over for the cycle?

I wished to have been back to see the moon.

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