Explodes into life :: Mmegi Online

Silence. That familiar contemplative question asked at least eight billion times a day slowly creeps into my awakening conscience. Who am I, where am I and what time is it? A tiny little fire is stoked in the deepest part of my cranial home.

As the radiant heat awakens my dreaming neurons, I realise it is Saturday. I know we all live for weekends and that simple fact stimulates a smile on my face. A sleepy little sliver of sunlight creeps through a tiny crack in the curtains. It foreshadows the emergence of a glorious African summer day.

There is nothing like an African blue summer sky. Other than my free concert, there is no other movement or sound. It is early and I am usually the first person awake in my house. I glance beside me and Shabana is engaged in peaceful sleep. Her days are long with two children, three if you count me.

Already have an active account? Log in here.

Or Sign up and get unlimited access to premium articles.

Explore

More

Explodes into life

Silence. That familiar contemplative question asked at least eight billion times a day slowly creeps into my awakening conscience. Who am I, where am I and what time is it? A tiny little fire is stoked in the deepest part of my cranial home.

BFA to vote with CAF over Infantino proposal

Nkashi Classic crowns fastest mokoro polers

BFL board pushes back against motion of no confidence

GM Soccer Fiesta sets stage for new season

BNOC sticks to its guns over Nike kit

Reimagining the energy sector, Puma’s bold digital move

Four years later, State fails to link Moremong to robbery

Zambian Giants Nkana Set for Botswana Test in Inaugural Tati River Cup

DIS must correct costly stalemate