A blog growing through life.
Tom held Takuzwa's hand as they walked towards their table at Twapandula Foods. Takuzwa ordered juice with cake and Tom ordered waffles, baked beans, bacon with coffee. "What do you mean I am a bad influence?" Takuzwa snapped once the waiter had left. "Ma sat me down, she was wondering why I've been having so... Continue Reading →
"I've never seen no girl act like you before. What is your boo giving you for you to spending on him like that?" Mpundu asked Iyanu as she joined them by their table. Iyanu smiled slyly as she thought. Her teeth perfectly white, dimples forming over the tips of her smile and big eyes that... Continue Reading →
Takuzwa stared at the car pull away and drive off with her mouth gaping open. How childish, Takuzwa thought to herself as she turned the napkin over, reading what was on it; The deal was I'd call you when I figured it out. Painting represents everything I am but I'm not sure if it can... Continue Reading →
Tom hadn't been able to sleep since Takuzwa challenged him. He spent his nights staring at the ceiling, and counting down his interests rather than sheep; Lawyer, doctor, architect, engineer, writer, teacher, economist,... Tom counted down as he stared at his ceiling hoping for a sign to reveal itself in the cracks of his painted... Continue Reading →
Tom stared at his reflection in the pool. He saw his light long curly afro wobble with the waves, his chipped tooth and his father's unusual eyes. What will I do? He thought to himself, just then Chongo excitedly shook him out of his daze. "Party at the Chifulos tonight, we gotta go. End the... Continue Reading →
it had been three weeks since the gang had seen Samm. Having expected someone to check on him, meant they all got busy and forgot. "Samm loves lasagna and yet he isn't here. When last did anyone see him?" Mulenga asked. Stopping to pack lasagna into a small square plastic container. They had all gotten... Continue Reading →
The school stank of death, you could see it in the despaired eyes of the teachers. The monotony in each class sent students with more dread than they were usually accustomed to. Only one class survived the deathly vibes emitted, philosophy. Madame Mizinga strolled round the class full of energy and her unwavering joy. She... Continue Reading →
Six weeks had trickled painfully by as the four friends, with the addition of Mbunji, had searched every piece of paper, journal, and notebook in the entire school. Yet the author of their letter remained a mystery. "Was it a man or woman, Maybe one of their class mates playing a trick, or one of... Continue Reading →
Samm sat at their eating spot, at the end of one of the long dining hall tables, however finding himself alone. He kept checking over his shoulder, hoping to notice either Mulenga or Kezipe. There was a plate and fork stabbing at a piece of bacon left unattended. Which halted Samm from remaining alone longer... Continue Reading →
"Kezipe, you're going to make me late. See you in P.E after break" Mulenga said. Running out their room, book bag clinging on for dear life as it galloped horrendously up her back. Kezipe dreaded Monday morning, walking inside the painted blue walls of biology class, with its skeletons, body parts and guts of strange... Continue Reading →