PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

Sometimes I Wonder! Wondering, is very fascinating when it borders around the sweetness of life. I wonder, I wonder, like the fast-flying clouds above my head! Sometimes, I get shivers running down my spine when I think of what could have been, the greatest tragedy in my life. My eyes and emotions, sometimes; they fail to interpret what my mind is thinking. Fear and the imaginations thereof, cripple your whole body after your brain has been taken captive by uncontrollable fear. Nobody in all my life, not even my teachers: has ever told me that fear is fear no matter how narrow we try to limit it! I really do not know why sometimes, it becomes almost impossible to rid myself of the repetitive thoughts circling my head like the irritating fly. Sometimes, our thought patterns have the mind of their own. Just when you think you are commanding your surroundings, out of the blue: there comes the runaway train straight at your path! Making it through the day should be the grea...

  Back In The Day! A day is a heartbeat, a blink of an eye and a moment of whatever reminds us of and keeps us lively. A day is a single step taken forward or backwards. We walk and live in circles. Every time we find ourselves in a different landscape, we think and believe we are gone! Only to find ourselves back in the same spot where it all started. We hurry up, run, drive at a high speed, and even take off and fly away! Just to feel that adrenaline of freedom of having escaped from our demons which haunt us daily. Back In the day is nothing more than a second, a minute, an hour later or even a day to years ago. We always find comfort in everybody and everything we thought was kind and good to us. Forgetting all the nemesis which hog and invade our private space is a perpetual dream which evades us right to the grave! We do whatever it takes as opium to help us switch off our minds from our past of pain and sorrows. Somehow, this temporary suspension of our painf...

  It Will Come! Like the satisfied and happy baby talking to the ceiling, smiling, and giggling occasionally; pulling its toes like the strings of the guitar! I keep thinking and saying to myself, one of these days I’m going to touch the sky, Nobody knows what goes on in the mind of babies when they stare and laugh at the ceiling. Perhaps these guys see what people around cannot see! Sometimes, I sit alone and keep thinking about it. No matter what I do or wherever I go. There it is, forever calling and beckoning me! Be patient and hurry up! And so, just like I have done a million times over, I relent and yield back to time. After all, it is just a matter of time before I stopped palpitating about this imminent eventuality. As real as the rising of the sun. I am adamant that it will come. Yes of course, this will be in my lifetime! It will come! No matter what moods I may be going through, any day in all kinds of weather. Living, walking, and talking alone inside ...

  OMG! Hello. If you will, allow me to introduce you to the real Jesus: the one your church is not talking about! You see, the Jesus of the New Testament Bible was not calm as the waterfall; full of decorum and order based on the traditions of men. Even though the Religious Leaders of the day claimed to be the experts of the Law; they failed to identify Jesus the Messiah . For unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given, and the Government shall be upon His shoulder: and His name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, The Mighty God, The Everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Prophet Isaiah echoed these prophetic words seven hundred years before the Birth of Christ. Every single word God has uttered since time immemorial; nothing has fallen through the cracks because God is the Great I AM. And the child grew, and waxed strong in Spirit, filled with wisdom, and the grace of God was upon Him. This is Apostle Luke giving his own account on the miraculous Child w...

  Stitched Up! Growing up as a young boy, my younger brother and I almost looked identical. In fact, most people in our community struggled to identify who was who! This was confusing as well as exciting to me. Confusing, because my brother and I could not understand all the farce. It was jolly exciting to me because every time I got into trouble and the offended people would hunt me down. O dear, there goes my poor and innocent brother minding his own business when suddenly, neighbours pounced on him. Yes, it is him! This is Barney who broke our window. My brother Thami would fruitlessly plead with his innocence, and nobody would hear him. Well, funny as it may sound to you. I am grateful to my younger brother for taking all the stripes of punishment for me. This was a stitch up in a clever way, no tricks, and no unscrupulous persuasion. Needless to me, to remind you that we live in a world where the toughest and the trickiest are in charge! They say, you snooz...