Diary of a Wanderer

Tag: challenge

  • This nosy Tijani of ours

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    Watching him from the summer hut under which we grilled meat and prepared drinks to be served to customers reminded me of spy movies I watched a long time ago. He looked like a spy. Or maybe he was one. One could never be sure. We could predict when he’ll come, the things he was…

  • Holidays

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    Whenever we were caught up with so much work in the office, we longed for public holidays. Then like rain on thirsty lands, we receive some update on a WhatsApp platform or online news website: some public holiday had been announced and was lurking behind the uninformed, waiting to see their surprised looks and giggles…

  • A little boy behind a window

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    A little boy stands behind a window, watching passersby. First comes a grandma with her granddaughter and a dog, moving past the window pane, like characters on a giant TV screen, moving from left to right. Their steps fade away, together with the constant grunts of grandma. Boy couldn’t tell whether they were meant for…

  • Next step

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    The higher the heightThe deeper the discomfort of climbingThe next step is the reward of the previousThe longer the steps upwardsThe bigger the reward

  • The Blast

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    It was a normal day just like anyWe were busy about our activities It was even the anniversary of a giant telecommunications network All over town people were in their colours, jubilant It was probably late afternoon Suddenly, there was a blastLouder than a bombOr anything that could be imaginedIt was the sun itself that…

  • Deliverance

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    Woke up terribly sick. So weak I am unable to move or even scream. It was all so sudden. Went to bed feeling strong and well. How did all this begin? I tried to sit up, with great difficulty. Perhaps it was malaria. All over the room, I vomit, having no strength to go to…

  • Tomorrow is a scam

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    Never put any piece of your life on hold. Tomorrow is a scam. A bird in hand is worth two in the bush. And those two in the bush are yesterday and tomorrow. Right now in your hands is today, the present, in which you can do good, forgive, repent, adopt new habits and strategies…

  • Conflicts

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    I used to find it hard to relate with people after a heated argument. I thought of them as people who should be isolated, their way of thinking was hard for me to accept and I believed the best way forward was to have nothing to do with them henceforth. It took some time for…

  • Foggy hopes

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    Foggy hopesWhen you’re in a dire situationExpecting a miracleAnd you receive a messageTo send your detailsFor a money transferCould it be real?You wonderAnd imagine all the things you’ll doOnce that money lands in your lapYou dreamily draw a budgetDaydreaming even new clothes you’ll purchaseYou wait, like special forces on a missionFor the moment, the alertThat…

  • Macho Beast

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    Benjamin Nambu
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    Macho beastIn its muscles and sunbaked feetLong distances and untold stories glistenTough chestFears no competitionOutruns anythingthat can plant a foot in front of the other When I was a childTravelling with my parentsSeemed like a space explorationMy eyes litWith nothing to extinguish the sense of wonderEverything was new and fascinatingInviting me to watch, never satisfiedI…

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