PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

  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...

  Checkmate! What would you say, if I suggested to you that life is one hell of a game, began with teams of players and continued to play till all the original teammates were dead? No matter how you look around your once busy world, this place is getting lonelier. My mind keeps on jumping backwards, painfully reminding me of my lost world. Just the other day. I was going through my old photos, looking at these unforgettable pictures of my colleagues I shot back in our offices. Why does it never occur to our minds to be observant of all the things we do and the way we do them? Why does no one, ever look around and say, people, let us enjoy this day together as if it was the end of the world? This life is not a 200m dash race but a life-long marathon. Checkmate! It is life itself in a game of chess where we all play together as a unified team against life. We try our best to outpace life in exchange for length of days. Sadly, one by one, checkmated by life. We lose ...

  First Things First! When I was a student, all my math teachers taught me that zero is not a number. But who can ignore and deny the difference that a zero makes when added multiple times next to any number! Wow! You are one of those individuals who feel like they are nothing in this life, no less important than a minus zero? Every time you wake up in the morning, what do you see inside that mirror? Is that the zero you feel you are even as your eyes blink coordinated with your heartbeat with each breath you take? Who do you see, moving and gesturing inside your mirror? There is no power or force strong enough in the world to help change your attitude towards yourself! If you cannot believe what your mirror shows you: as you appear in real life like we all see you; consider yourself another walking dead individual! Do you want to hear the story of God? Sure, then listen up! People do not understand just how difficult it was for God to be God, and actual fee...

  Gnawing At And Teasing Me! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but nothing ever said about the beholden! Two strangers eyeing each other with constrained intensity, is always a give and take. There is something telepathic about the human stare, especially the ones preceded by throbbing heartbeats. Like the sensitive tentacles of an alerted animal, our skin somehow can pick up and sense undue sublime attention. In a room full of strangers, while minding my own business, I sensed and picked up a telepathic wave directed at me from across the room. The sooner I lifted my eyes to identify this peripheral intrusion, the moment I realized I was under the radar. The laws of attraction emblazoned up in the blue skies, floating heart-shaped bubbles and occasionally shot by Cupid. Well, for starters, after tuning into the electrifying vibrations in the atmosphere: I quickly identified these as friendly fires. Like the popping rabbit ears behind the bushes, her big golde...