My Mother

 

My mother is 70 years today.

She is till strong, after delivering 7 children.

The last time I visited she started complaining of hearing loss.

She said the nurses refused to wash her ears for her.

And I told her the nurses might be right:

“Your eardrum could be weak and the washing could damage it further.

You should be glad your eyes are still intact.”

Mother can walk about energetically and do everything herself.

And sniff like a cat.

She can smell people miles away and

She knows whether or not any of us bathed before napping

And if you did not, you are sure to receive flogging in middle of the night.

Those were times when training and disciple were mandatory for children.

Now mother is 70  and I hope she gets another 30.

However, sometimes I worry about her memory.

She often speaks of things that happened about 40 years ago,

When I was not even born, as if it happened recently.

I don’t want to believe she has memory loss

Because her accounting is excellent.

Maybe it’s due to the fact that she is and has been a trader all her life.

 

 

Death Comes, And Now Must I Make Known

Death comes, and now must I make known
That which my pride eternally
Prayed to withhold; for thee, for thee,
My heart has throbbed for thee alone.

The coffin waits! within my grave
They drop me soon, where I shall rest.
But thou, Marie, shalt beat thy breast,
And think of me, and weep and rave.

And thou shalt wring thy hands, my friend.
Be comforted! it is our fate,
Our human fate, the good and great
And fair must have an evil end.

Heinrich Heine (1797-1856)

Crocodile And Bird Watching

Westwards of the country, there is a crocodile lake and certain bird species. I could identify five but name two species – weaverbirds and egrets. I’m told other birds visit the place depending on the season. Enjoy!

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It’s interesting how these birds can understand each other in the midst of all the noisy calls.

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Those white ‘spots’ you see in the picture below are actually egrets about to roost.

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I’m told there are about thirty crocodiles in the lake and that they are friendly (certainly not all). This one allowed me to touch it. I think the older they are the more hostile they become because I saw bigger ones that raced into the water on sight.

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Just hurl a live chicken at it and see what happens.

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The owner of the cottage where I stayed was very kind. I paid for a single bed but he upgraded me to a double-bed room at no extra cost. There were about 60 rooms. I like the naturalness and the serenity of the place.

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That’s all for now. Have a nice weekend!

Dusk At Seaside

….for your viewing pleasure. I love water and also blue is my favourite colour. The golden reflections of sunlight on the water was amazing. Of course the camera didn’t do this place justice.

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After bathing, I sat facing this chair. Sometimes all you need is a little solitude.

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This guy run across the view finder. I don’t know him.

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I met a clown who acted for free.

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That’s all folks!

A Walk In The Woods

Tafi Monkey Reserve.

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Monkeys

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Little shy fellow

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Of course if you have bananas, forget about returning to civilization with it.

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Haze

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Relics

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Look at this beautiful motion blur

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You teach us your beautiful ways, O Mother Nature.
If anyone disobeys, with his life he is sure to pay.
We give you thanks O nature.
Great are the works which you have done.

The Essence of Discovery

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“The essence of discovery is that it is the antithesis of boundary imposition. Power loves boundaries. Power manifests itself within boundaries, is exercised within some form of delimitations of territory…creativity itself is an affront, since it appears dedicated to the constant opening up of territory.”

-Wole Soyinka, keynote speech at the 78th PEN International Congress, September 2012

PS: This statement was made years back and someone misunderstood and asked on social media if creativity cannot take place behind the walls in Gaza (Israel?), apparently in reference to the Israeli-Palestinian conflict. The statement itself has nothing to do with the conflict in Gaza. It is a political, analytical statement. Look at Africa and see how many countries have been carved out of a single continent. Even Togo calls itself a country. This is because “power loves boundaries.” The European colonialists divided the continent of Africa (politically, economically, socially and culturally) among themselves and the black African presidents have not removed those boundaries because they are also enjoying the autonomy. The “wall” or territory that is being spoken of here is not a physical wall but a psychological wall. The first thing one does in order to consolidate one’s power whether in government, business, academia or elsewhere is to close psychological boundaries through propaganda – to make it look like something is only possible with his/their authority. Whereas creativity (in all forms) is self expression and is dedicated to truth, to psychologically breaking down those barriers and offering relief to the people and showing the way forward. It is only when we aim at transcending barriers that a significant discovery can be made. So the essence of discovery is the direct opposite of boundary imposition. You cannot censor people and expect them to make a discovery.

 

The theme of the conference was: “Literature, Media and Human Rights.”