PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

  You Gotta Be Kidding! They say many a true word is spoken in a jest! Sometimes, even a hyperbole can be mistaken for the truth it is not. The more things change around our world, the more they remain the same. The truth is stranger than fiction. You gotta be kidding… You gotta be kidding. Yes, you gotta be kidding before you can make sense to a lot of people. Why do I have to repeat myself a dozen times before you can hear the words I am saying? Did you read me? Lies sound more credible when spread from a distance. Imagination has a strange way of subverting the reality of life. For unknown reasons, things make sense to others when observed from a lopsided angle. This is nothing but just another buzzword... empty meaningless rumours. Excuse me... You gotta be kidding… You gotta be kidding. Yes, you gotta be kidding before you can make sense to a lot of people. Why do I have to repeat myself a dozen times before you can hear the words I am saying? I...

  Dear Heart! Looking back over my shoulders, it is hard to believe that this ship... my body, has been kept afloat off the ground: all these years by one superhero... the size of my fist. You give a different meaning to the saying... the first shall be the last and the last... the first! Yours, is a perfect circle which started to circulate from inside the circumference of my being. I owe my whole life to your continuous uninterrupted calculus beating... sustaining my precarious life… way beyond my horizons. Dear Heart. I know and even plead guilty before my charge sheet is read before the Heavenly Council... that often, I have negated my duties of appreciation for your supreme role in my life. It is extremely easy for my mind to be arrogant and proud... and continues to march on without regarding the roots of this self-propelled body. Without you my heart... there is not now and then. There is not today, no tomorrow or the future. Dear Heart. I am what I am ...