Louisa dreams of winning the lotto on New Year’s Eve, but her joy is interrupted by fireworks scaring her son. Her mother’s concern and the comforting of her son spark reflections on the year ahead and the universality of parental instincts. She ends with a wish for a better year and a request for a dream interpreter.
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Limbe Chronicles: They Caught My Robber
When I wrote about how I was robbed in Limbe a few ago, I had no hope of ever knowing who was the culprit behind it. My own […]
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Limbe Chronicles: I Got Robbed Badly
The writer shares their familiarity with Limbe, Malawi, detailing the town’s high crime rates and personal experiences with theft. They recount being robbed while boarding a minibus and emphasize the importance of safeguarding valuables. The fuel shortage is linked to transportation challenges and increased crime. The narrative serves as a cautionary tale about remaining vigilant in unsafe environments.
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The Wrath of Karma: A Tale of a Thief
In Malawi, superstition is often the cause of so much bad news than actual coincidence or consequence. ut karma is something a lot of us believe in, it […]
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Things We See in Blantyre: Please Don’t Sell Us
They have been so many times when I have prayed for God’s intervention when in a minibus. Unlike other countries, Malawi does not have any special names for […]
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Things We See in Blantyre: False Alerts Everywhere
One thing Blantyre never ceases to amaze is the amount of False Alerts we have. I’m not talking about floods, hurricanes or tragic things like that. Neither am […]
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Things We See in Blantyre: Magic in the Streets
There is magic in the streets of Blantyre. Behind every street smart (or wannabe), there is a story filled with lessons. And most times, I like to think […]