Buriani Mzazi Mwenza

Mganga wangu, mzazi mwenza…

Umetuacha na machozi,

Umetuacha na majonzi…

Umemuacha binti akiuliza,

Maana ya maisha ni nini?

Hata kama tulishetengana,

Binti katufunga kama kamba…

Buriani Shahame,

Buriani mzazi mwenza…

Mo Faya indeed!

Sikudhania nitapata kushuhudia mambo kama yale niliyoyaona jana kule Go Down… sizungumuzii kuhusu onyesho lenyewe la Mo Faya lakini kuhusu wapangaji.

Tuliwasili pale baada ya kazi, mwendo wa saa moja hivi… tukawakuta watu wengi wamekusanyika pale nje… Kisa na maana… ubalozi wa Netherlands umelipia viti vyote kwa hivyo, wapangaji walionelea ya kuwa sie tusio wageni wa ubalozi, turudishiwe hela zetu au tukubali tikiti za siku nyingine… nakwambia… Mo Faya ikaanzia hapo!

Kama wewe ni mkaazi wa Nairobi, wafahamu hali ya barabara ilivyokuwa jana… msongomano wa magari kila ulengapo jicho… kwa mfano, nilitembea kutoka kazini hadi mjini katikati…nikatafuta teksi ya kunifikisha Go Downs… kawaida huwa dakika kumi hivi lakini jana ilichukua saa nzima hivi… kisha niambiwe eti sitapata kutazama Ma Faya?????

DUH!

Tulipiga kelele sana… waandalizi hawa husema ya kuwa wakenya hawajitokezi kuwapa motisha wenziwao sana sana katika haya maswala ya usanii….Mbona walituuzia tikiti basi kama ubalozi ulikuwa umeshalipia viti vyote? Tikiti si agano kati yangu na wao… tulikwamilia hapo hapo na kuwaambia waite polisi basi maana kilichotuleta hapo, kwa ahadi kati yetu (Tikiti) ni Mo Faya na sio kula chakula kilichandaliwa kule ndani, wala kutazama wazungu waliokuwa wamejaa kule… tukakataa katakata kukubali kurudishiwa hela za gharama zetu…

Tulifaulu. Tukaingia. Tukatazama Mo Faya. Tukafurahia. Tukaondoka.

UKOLONI MAMBOLEO POTELEA MBALI!!!!

Mo Faya

After getting a taste of Kenyan talent the other day at Open Mic, which was a lot of fun (thanks Mr. Adolwa) we are psyked up for Mo Faya, the Musical by Eric Wainaina tonight…  (Just google it to read the reviews… will probably be too wired up afterwards to write one)

End of year slam… Poetry competition!

Am I looking forward to the end of year slam tomorrow at Club Soundd…. hopefully there will be a few familiar faces there and good poetry!!! and laughter of course!!!

Kiswahili Wikipedia Challenge

Jishindie…

bonyeza hapa kwa maelezo

 

Well, well…. let’s see…

It’s Marvin’s birthday today and Kaasa’s latest post made me grin all the way to this post.  Been following most of you through reader and must say I’m impressed by what Mube churns out… and James has made me rethink Open mic sessions… Hmmm… At least my head still functions when the need for it to is there.

It’s been hectic in Nairobi the past few months I have been on the ground. Hectic, in a very good way. I love waking up every morning and going to work… yes, I’ve become a workaholic and not because I’d like to increase my pay/ overtime benefits, but the joy of offering my services to people who really need them, and appreciate them. There is always a reason to smile even when things seem so desolate. Some situations can never get worse than they already are and encountering these situations has made me appreciate the fact that all I really have at the end of my day is my self, my conscience.

Yes, I’ve been sleeping quiet well at the end of the day (with a smile to boot), never mind the emotional roller-coaster that almost made me nuts…and not because of fatigue, but from knowing I’ve done all I humanely can for the day, and can live with it.

Thanks to ALL OF YOU who left very encouraging comments and greetings both on the blog and via mail. Deeply appreciated. Thanks also to Ras Luihamu for the great time in Dar.

Have a great weekend.

Taratibu

Moyo wangu waniuma…

Kwa nini si mwajua?

La sivyo nitawatambulia…

Mda wake utakapowadia.

Wadau sijawadharau…

Ila mengi nin’taka sahau.

Nitarudi ikishatulia…

Maumivu yananipasua.

Nyumbani

Nipo nyumbani, nilifika salama kama wiki mbili zilizopita hivi. Pilkapilka ndizo nyingi mnavyoelewa hata hivyo tungo nitaziweka nitakapopata mda.

Nawatakieni weekendi njema!

Serina.

Hata kama ni utafiti…

Mazoea kwangu kusoma utafiti wa wale walionitangulia. Leo sijui kwanini najihisi nimekerwa sana na hawa (Ingawa ni utafiti wa kale.. nawashwa sio mchezo)… Hivi swali langu ni hili.. je, ni vizuri kutounga mkono utafiti kama msimamo wako kuhusu matumizi ya ukabila kwenye utafiti hausikilizani na ule wa waandishi ingawa nyote mna nia moja?

 

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Kromberg JG, Jenkins T. Common birth defects in South African Blacks. S Afr Med J. 1982 Oct 16;62(17):599–602.

Woolf CM, Myrianthopoulos NC. Polydactyly in American negroes and whites. Am J Hum Genet. 1973 Jul;25(4):397–404.

Bush PJ, Rabin DL. Racial differences in encounter rates for otitis media. Pediatr Res. 1980 Oct;14(10):1115–1117.

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Football fever: RSA vs NZL

I remember stating somewhere that I’m not a football/soccer fan but it seems like the tide towards 2010 is sweeping me along.

After a tedious day at work, and tired of watching commercials every 10 minutes, I switched to the sport channel just in time for the 2nd half of the match… I don’t have much to say about the 2-0 win for RSA but I am perplexed by Santanas (the RSA coach I presume) reaction towards the end… who was he so angry at? the guy who had 4 shots (he looked exausted if you ask me… what was his name again…Mas???)…

This wasn’t Rugby where the two teams are known to be as tough as buffalo hides… but I did learn a lot… it’s all about hanging on to the last second… and the NZealander getting a yellow card at what minute…to pave way for a free kick in the last 2 seconds… felt like a bad joke… surely this is just a game…or is it?

U Mawazoni

Masika yamepita,

Mawazo hayajaisha,

Hata macho nikiyafumba…

Bado nakutazama,

Hata kichwa vipi nikilikuna…

Bado nakuwaza,

U mawazoni n.m.

Nostalgia…

Listening to Luther Vandross : Dance with my Father.

The feast…

The air was thick with anticipation,
The feast was rumored to be…
The largest,
The grandest,
The most lavish to be hosted by an individual,
Oh, Yes!
You did get the tongues wagging all right…

You thanked your brothers and sisters,
Your kinsmen from near and yonder…
And thus you bid them farewell,
With a haste that did not sit too well…
“You’ve all eaten to your fill,
What remains are the rests for the vultures…
And the bones for the hyenas to gnaw on.”
Yes, the feast is worth a mention…
But it was over long before it started!

It was over the moment you stepped in,
To stop the fight between your two whores…
One with make-up so thick…
T’was hard to discern her true shade,
The other with a skirt so short…
All the cellulite thrown into the face of the world!
No, I’m not sneering at the thought of these two beauties…
Fighting over you much to your pride,
But rather at the way you tried to save face…
Tried to show who the man was… yet all around you,
Your age-mates hung their heads in shame…
The shame of a battle long lost,
By the man they claimed to be a brother,
Put in his place by women he’d never take to his mother.

You put all your energy into making the feast
The largest,
The grandest,
The most lavish…
That was bound to be the talk of the village for days to come…
But when it came to your lovebirds,
Your energy was sapped…
Your manhood snapped…
You leaned limply on a weak tree,
Wriggling in discomfort…
Like a boy whose feet are infested with jiggers…
Resembling a baby who finds unpleasantness…
From sitting in a soiled diaper.

Let the vultures carry what is left of the feast…
And have a feast of their own,
Let the hyenas crunch the bones…
Left behind by those who now, you scorn.
Yes, the feast has ended
But elsewhere, the feast has just began.

Sawa, tuendelee kidogo… “Robot, Polyamory na Chura”

Niliamua kuitika mwito wa Bomseh na kuwafunulia kidogo maisha ya Serina. Nawashukuru kwa maoni yenu na nim’amua kuendeleza kidogo tu!

Kwa kunitembelea hapa nawaona kama ndugu zangu na pia naamini duniani hakuna siri, ingawa sote twapenda kujistiri kwa kuyafunga midomo yetu.

Wachache wenu m’meandika kuhusu hotuba zinazotolewa kwenye matanga, yangu sitaki iwe mistari inayosimua historia yangu… kaenda shule sijui wapi, alipenda ushairi, amewaacha wanaume kadhaa na watoto kadhaa…. la hasha, sitaki. Sitaki hotuba ya aina yoyote… Maisha yangu na kazi zangu nataka zijizungumuzie.

Nimefurahia kujua kuwa kati yenu kuna wanaume wasioogopa kuingia jikoni na pia kusaidia katika shughuli nyumbani. Kama mwanamke, binti, mama, dada … nawashukuru kwa hilo maana wanawake tumezoea kuvumilia mengi maana hatutaki kuonekana wavivu. Na ninaomba tafadhali muwasaidie wenzenu na shughuli nyumbani hata kama mnawalipa, kazi ya nyumba huwa haiishi na hata akina yaya, boi, ‘robot’ na waajiriwa wengine wote ni binadamu, na huchoka. Uliza mwafrika aliyeishi ughaibuni na hana starehe za wafanyikazi nyumbani…

Tuendelee na swala la “Polyamory” … sijui tafsiri yake kwa kiswahili ni ipi … waswahili mpo?

Huwa na keti na kuwaza sana kuhusu mila na desturi zinazopatikana kotekote duniani. Hili wazo la ‘Polyamory’ lilijitokeza baada ya kutazama filamu moja ya kimaasai, shughuli za kuchoma mkuki mlangoni, na pia kwa kusikia visa vya kina mama na mazubeda maishani mwao… mwamkumbuka Zubeda?

Sidhani kuna chochote kibaya na uhusiano wa wazi kati ya watu wazima ilmradi wajikinge kutokana na magonjwa ya zinaa na pia waweke wivu kuleeee mpakani kule. Mwenzangu kwa mfano akitaka kuwa na mke wa pili, bora awe na sababu halisi, siwezi mkataza… amini usiamini! Naamini ya kuwa ” there is always enough love to go around ” … au? Labda nilisheruka kichwa na sijajitambua

Kaka Bwaya naye aliulizia ‘profile ya a good frog‘ . Kwanza neno frog nililitumia sio kutokana na umbo la chura bali nilikumbuka hadithi ya ‘The princess and the frog’ na pia filamu ya Shrek. Huwa natazama sana filamu za watoto (mazoea).

Kabla sijaandika kuhusu chura wangu, ningependa kuwakumbusha ya kuwa Penzi halilazimishwi ni mtu kwa mtu wake au Marazz alivyojibu, kila jini na mbuyu wake.

Mwenzangu tumefahamiana mda mrefu. Tulikutana hukuhuku nilipo sasa lakini njia zetu zikaenda panda. Alirudi nyumbani Afrika nami nilibaki huku. Hatukujua kuwa pepo zingeturusha pamoja tena.

Ni mtu mwenye upendo sana na mvumilivu kupita kiasi. Mcheshi. Hanioni tu kama mwenzake lakini pia kama mtu binafsi. Kama Serina.

Kuna vitu vingi ninavyoona anapozungumuza na watu wa kila aina, mimi, marafiki na hata familia. Ana heshima. Mkarimu. Mungwana kweli… Hana kiburi… ningependa kuendelea lakini machozi yananilenga machoni…

Weekendi njema!

Honest scrap award á la Serina

Thanks a heap Bomseh for this toturous exercise… what more could a woman wish for? It is an honour to be requested to share what makes me tick with all of you… I do count somewhere on this planet after all

Before you read this, some of the information may be a deemed as inappropriate but hey, I was asked for honesty.

I wanted to make it something poetic but that has already been done here . But all in all, maybe there are a couple of things or more people would be shocked to learn about me… not that that’s what I’d put here. Ok, now that I’m obliged to comply…

The Catch

You must brag about the award

You must include the name of the blogger who bestowed the award on you and link back to the blogger

You must choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.

Show their names and links and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog.

List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on with the instructions

One honest thing before I start, I never pass on chain letters, nor read them… but this was FUN.

1. Househelp

I work just as hard around my home as I do when visiting home. I cannot tolerate people who give the househelps a to do list by the minute. ” Auntie, hebu njoo nikutume dukani…kisha pitia dhobi uniletee nguo zangu…kabla hujaondoka, watoto wako wapi? wamekula? Sawa, kimbia urudi kisha upanguze ukuta kabla wageni hawajafika…..blah,blah,blah” How these wonderful women stick to their jobs I wonder. All the househelps I’ve come across think I’m crazy when I chip in and do some work while all the other mamas just sit and piga mdomo…kwani one can’t talk while working…and we wonder why the hubbies stray…ahem.

2. Maisha na soko

I love going to open air markets wherever in the world regardless of hali ya hewa. In nairobi, I’m addicted to Gikomba and Marikiti markets… just the thrill of watching masses move and the mkokoteni guys who never fail to test my agility. City market bores me but what fascinates me up to date is that no matter how shoddily I dress, the guys always run towards me saing ” Sista, CHANGE, DOLLARS” …how do they sniff me out?

I also remember when I was expecting my daughter, I’d get this craving for properly fermented Uji from mama kibuyu… not this supermarket ready concotions but proper Uji fermented with patience….the only place I realized I could get some of this without slaving in the kitchen was at Gikomba and the fishmongers there that entertained me with their stories in between serving their customers while i sipped my uji in the most comfy chair cuishoned specially for me by them… yes, there are kind souls even in eastlands…became my friends to date.

3. Asti moments

Anybody who has been through my FB profile will tell you exactly how many Asti moments I write about. Naongea kuhusu Cinzano Asti. This is the one drink I’ve come to enjoy and drink ocassionaly at my own pleasure and leisure. But one thing Asti does to me is that it makes me so mellow that all I want to do is dance on the table. So if any of you desires a table dance…just show up with a bottle of Asti…LOL.

4.Homepubs

I’m not a very social human being as may have been marked by how many blogs I frequently visit but never leave comments and neither am I a guzzler, but I do love a cold Pili now and then when at home and in good company. The home pub or Grocery inavyojulikana nchi jirani always offers an interesting place to catch up on whats going on and who’s been up to what when one has been away for a while. I’m always there with my favourite sister and some of our childhood pals. We have left clubbing to the yo-yo’s of these days and it isn’t funny bumping into your nephews and nieces when gyrating to zilizopendwa. The only place they dare not step till they are 30+ is the home pub. The blogging world is a lot like my local-pub I should say. It’s enough kuketi na kusoma.

5. Research

This will be the death of me. I have always been a curious soul and love to find solutions. My latest Hypothesis is that the world won’t end if I call it quits with books. There are times it gets so frustrating that I think I’d be happier being a housewife since I work just as hard at home as any househelp I have ever met anyway…. so why am I toturing myself trying to do it all? This calls for meditation… kwa hivyo nikipotea hapa sana…msishangae.

6. Polyamory

This ONLY happens a lot in my dreams. Lakini si mwajua…ndoto ni ndoto…. Maybe I should have been born in the days of Solomon.

7. Of the Stars and men

Intrestingly enough, I have only been in long term relationships with Tauruses and Leos… so there are times like now when I get Birthday reminders every other day. Not that I totally believe in stars lakini vitu vingine there’s is no other way of explaining them. Being a cardinal Water sign, I’m supposed to cope well with the bull … but that is what a bull is… a BULL. On the other hand, a relationship with a leo requires a lot of balance, they will either dehydrate me (being a fire sign) or I’ll drench them out…hehe… I’ve perfected the balance and we just simmer… which beats being lukewarm any day hands down. And as you know with the Simba, anavyozidi kuzeeka, ndivyo ujuzi wake wa kunguruma na kuuma huzidi…jijazie.

8. Make and spend.

I find it hard to be a miser/freeloader. I spend to satisfy my whims and those of my near and dear if I can afford it and they are not freeloading on me… I know these are the people who’ll spread my ashes or carry my geneza when I die if I do die before them, and probably shed a tear or two while at it. I have no qualms whatsoever with people spending their money as they wish but a pennypinching man has never made it to my good books. I get put off by men who can brag about all their assets and yet put their families on stringent daily budgets… just to squander the spoils on whatever it is they do outside the house.

9. Men in the kitchen

I have had the priviledge of being cooked for by men without the expectation of getting kitu kidogo afterwards and this to me is one of the best ways to get my attention. It proves that the men would go out of their way to make me comfortable and it was more flattering than getting a diamond studded necklace that you would only wear once a year. Talk of instant gratification.

10.  the love of my life

… that’s an entire new story… i’ve had to go through many frogs to get this one…and just like in Shrek, if he is really a frog, he’s a good one.

There are many of you who write splendid content on your blogs and it is my duty to give you your 15 seconds of fame…hehe… najua wengine wenu mliandika mda uliopita lakini binadamu hubadilika na wakati kwa hivyo raundi ya pili tafadhali.

Luihamu

James Adolwa

Marvin Tumbo (even after your exams…)

Yasinta

Mubelwa

Bwaya

Fadhy

Mwanasosholojia

Kissima

Simon

Umeniweza…

Naamka na tabasamu,

Maana najua wewe ni wangu,

Hisia zinazonipitia kwangu,

Furaha tupu, mwenzangu!

Napendelea unavyonipapasa…

Kwa maneno zilizo na ladha,

Natikirinywa na lako tabasamu…

Ujuzi ushaigundua wa kunipa hamu,

Na kumbatio lako mwenzangu…

Humtuliza shetani wa kiume wangu!

Huyu shetani wangu wa kiume…

Amejua nani ndie mme,

Keshawafukuza wengi nakwambia …

Kila umbo kutoka kila daraja,

Maskini, tajiri, vijana , wazee,

Warefu, wafupi, weusi na weupe,

Lakini sasa naamka na tabasamu…

Na sio maneno tu hunifanya,

Nikalala na tabasamu…

Umeniweza!

Tembea, tembea…

Tembea, tembea usichoke…

Tembea uone dunia,

Uyaone ya ulimwengu

Tembea ufuate riziki,

Tembea ukawaone marafiki,

Tembe, tembea…

utafute pesa,

utafute mali,

utafute amani,

utafute penzi,

utafute unachotaka kutafuta.

uridishe moyo wako…

hujafungwa pingu,

hujakalishwa kitako…

Tembea, tembea…

Tembea uende shughulini,

mapato lazima siku hizi,

Nenda sokoni, dukani,

zilizobaki pitishia

‘grocery’ na kisha nyumbani

Tembea, tembea…

Kiguu na njia…

Tembea na nia.

Of African football and catastrophé

I hardly watch football due to my demanding schedule, or any other sport for that matter… but I do read… a lot. I have been thinking of what would motivate me to support something like football but all that lingers in my mind now is Côte d’Ivoires ‘Black Sunday’(even if they went ahead and won 5-0 (which left a really bad taste in my mouth by the way!))

19 innocent lives lost. Sudden and fast.

The match between Côte d’Ivoire and Malawi was probably one of the most well attended… but in the hype to cheer their teams, a stampede…teargas…the rest is history…

FIFA and the Ivorian government say they are investigating who’s responsible… what will that help I wonder??? The dead are DEAD and the injured are injured… what compensation can they get… if any and what will be done to the persons/organization deemed responsible?

A look at some other matches in the history of African football.

2008: 8 people died in Monrovia (Liberia vs. Gambia)

2001: 126 football supporters died in Accra as well as 43 people at Ellis park, Johannesburg.

2010 ???

Stay safe all you football supporters!

Nyota

Ni nani aliyejua,tabiri nyota utakwenda peponi/ahera?
angali mchanga,ukafundwa
ukatosheka,ukaishi.

Walikudharau ewe nyota
wakasahau uchangia mwanga palipo na kiza
walikuona mlalahoi.wima
kama mtaa wa mchamba wima.

Hukusikiliza ya wapitao
hukujali ya wapitao
hukunun’gunika kama wapitao
ewe nyota ulikunjwa na kufundwa.

Ukajisahau kutoa mfano mzuri kwa wadogozo
wapitao tena wanakuita zozo
licha ya kuwa nyota.

Wadudu hao umewavaa
wadudu hao wamekuvaa
na sasa wagagaa
chali wajiburazaa.

Dakika za lala salama
ukakumbuka shuka
wenzio kumekucha
wewe wakumbuka shuka,wakati
kichwa kilishazama.

Sikusemi nyota,bali nakukumbuka nyota
kila kiza kiingiapo ‘n’ takukumbuka nyota
nakupenda nyota
wasalimu huku uliko,wafundishe yale tulopende utufunze
nami nifundwe.

Luihamu 2009

Wajivumbua?

Wataka uwajue wenzio,
Nafsi zao kwako kizio,
Kujivumbua waweka uzio,
Kutwa hukosi kisingizio,

Nkuulize, wajijua?

Ujue, ujuavyo vi uzio,
Vyauzuia utambuzio,
Swahiba acha masingizio,
Eti makosa ya mzazio?
Hei, acha maigizio…

Hujui kianzio?
Kianzio cha uvumbuzio?

Sikia, si mzazio,
Siye ‘alo mpenzio,
Ngojea nkunong’oneze…
Kujivumbua mwenyewe, angazio
Nafsiyo kuibaini kielezio!

Hujanielewa?

Wacha swahiba nkuulize…
Dini, wako mtangulizi,
Kakujalia wa kweli ukombozi?
Nambie?

Labda i sayansi wako mpenzi,
Najua, sayansi i chunguzi,
Sayansi i gunduzi,
Je, imekuletea uchunguzi?
Ishakuchunguzia nafsi?
Nambie?

Ama ni utamaduni wa kibeuzi?
Hivi utamaduni ni yako ngazi?
Ni hizi mila banizi?
Je, zimekuvumbuzia nafsi?
Nambie?

Swahiba ‘nnapunguza usingizi

Bwaya 2009

Je wajua?

Kuzima koleo si mwisho wa uhunzi.

Luihamu asema…

shu”k”rani.
ni bahati kuwa hapa mbele yenu
sina mengi ya kuwaeleza
bali nitajitahidi kutoa shu’k'rani zangu kwenu.

upande huu
upande mwingine au ule
mwaliko nimeupokea kama mwali
alijaa hamu ya harusi.

asante kwa kunikaribisha
asante kwa wasomaji
maji yanayotiririka pasipo mkingaji.

naamini tutakuwa pamoja
mmoja wenu katika tenzi
zilizojaa kila aina ya tabia ya kiumbe potofu
kilichojaa kila aina ya mabaya na mazuri.

amani.

Luihamu Ringo 2009

Jaza pengo

Penye wengi, pana mengi…

Penye mengi, pana semi…

Nyoka huzaa nyoka hujafahamu?

Ulivyonilazia maneno bila tabasamu…

mchezea zuri, baya humfika au?

Jino la pembe si dawa ya pengo…

Jaza pengo!

Haya basi, zimerudi…

Mashairi yamerudishwa uwanjani.

Kisa na maana, kuna wale wanaotaka kuchangia maoni, majadiliano… na kuna wale hawana uwezo wa kuzipata kupitia Lulu… umeme unakatikakatika, sina visa kadi n.k…

Na kuna wale wamezoea tu vya bure (ubwete umezidi) .

Msihangaike… someni, mjifunze na kufurahia. Lakini msisahau kuheshimu haki zangu kama mwandishi!

Weekendi njema. serina.

Wanipa kinyongo!

Wanipa kinyongo, bila kujua…

Jinsi unavyozungumuza nami, bila kufafanua…

Wanitusi kila tusi, bila kugundua.

Wanipa kinyongo, waweza dhani nina mimba…

Kwa kuyasagasaga maneno, wanipeleka kwenye dimba…

Bila huruma wanipara, kutamka nimeshindwa.

Wanipa kinyongo we! Nishakata tamaa…

Wakati bado wanichimba, utan’ombaje msamaha?

Kigeugeu kama kinyonga, kwangu huna manufaa…

Ondoka nitapike… kinyongo kiniondoke!

Kats

It’s been a long time coming

But finally the day has dawned

When we have put the past behind us

And look expectantly into the future

Thank you for putting

The glitter in my eye

The smile on my face

and for the gift of peace

you’ve brought to my tormented soul.

Thanks for being yourself

and for being so strong

when storms raged.

Nimetosheka

Shughuli hapa na pale zaniita…

Kuzitimiza bila malalamiko desturi,

Ulegevu huu umetoka wapi?

Maungo kwa machofu nimevunjika,

kama mganga anayepunga pepo kilingeni…

Mwisho wa simba umeletwa na nzi!

.

Hapa nasema, pale nakimya…

Jogoo la shamba haliwiki mjini…

Ongeza kasi, jua latua…

Huu ni uvivu wa kike au ni balaa?

Maliza ya leo, leo… ya kesho mageni

Hivi kumbuka walipwa masaa

Lakini tena…

Sheria hazitii wasiwasi aliyetosheka!

Nimetosheka.

Kama kawaida

Kama kawaida

Walalamika na kulalamika

Kuwa hupati dakika

Na huna uhakika

Kama na ridhika

Kama kawaida

Siwezi bishana

Mapumziko lazima

Mwili umechoka

Kwa mda naondoka

New arrivals

Re-connections made on facebook are always fun. It’s like a trip down memory lane. Made contact with three people from my past this week. Two are old primary school classmates, and one is a guy I dated a while back.

Recital: Maneno Mengi

Kwa mwaliko wa Sandra Mushi:

Event: Maneno Mengi

“One night only”

What: Recital

Host: Goethe Institut

Start Time: Thursday, March 12 at 7:00pm

End Time: Thursday, March 12 at 10:00pm

Where: Goethe Gardens, Goethe Institut

Mazungumuzo leo

Wajua kuna wengi ambao wanajiuliza kuhusu uhusiano wangu na mradi wa Blogging Positively. Ukitaka kujionea, njoo kwenye mazungumuzo saa kumi na moja jioni saa za afrika mashariki, tutaendelea na mazungumuzo kama kawaida (Kwa kiingereza). Kwa maelezo zaidi, soma hapa. Nyote mwakaribishwa. serina.

Blogging Positively: Chat day 27/2 (Kesho)

As sent out by Janet Feldman:

This note is a reminder of the next Blogging Positively chat, intended as an ongoing discussion about blogging to address HIV/AIDS.

The first is scheduled for February 27th at the following times: 9 a.m. New York, 2 p.m. London, 5 p.m. Nairobi.  This chat will build on the insights shared during the highly successful World AIDS Day chat, held on December 3, 2008. Below this note see questions that emerged from that chat.

The second chat, which will include reps from Rising Voices and Global Voices, will be on March 6, at the same place and time.

The chat will be held at www.worknets. org/chat.  There may be several chatrooms available for different languages. Login using your name and elect the room you want to join by clicking “enter.” Once in the room,

Nefertiti:Urafiki na URAFIKI

Ike ameshindwa na la kufanya. Hivi majuzi tulipokuwa kule Nefertiti, kanielezea ya kuwa kapatwa na mambo. Kuna msichana mmoja toka Msumbiji anadai ya kuwa Ike kampa mimba. Nikamwuliza Ike, kwanini wasema eti anadai, kwani hukumpa? Ike akajibu eti msichana mwenyewe hata hamkumbuki maanake ilikuwa ‘one night stand’ mwezi wa Oktoba.

Msichana mwenyewe hakulijua jina lake

Nauliza…

Utashindana na ndovu kunya?

Dysfunctional world

Dysfunctional: deviating from the norms of social behaviour in a way regarded as bad (thats the definition from my thesaurus).

Was just talking to my favourite sister, yes, I do have a favourite though I love all my siblings ‘equally’ and we were discussing how disfunctional families can be.

Most people on the outside may think that all other families work like clockwork but I think that at some point or the other, living together is bound to create friction.  It may be just a dose or it may be a sackful but friction is good. It’s out of friction that boundaries are marked … this makes me think of a wolf pack and how each has to fight to get it’s place in society. This can easily be compared to rivalry between people of the same family, each one trying to prove that they are worth carrying the family name… and if not, some even may detach themselves from the family name if the family isn’t deemed fit enough for the individual. And you may wonder why the black sheep of the family protects their territory so. It’s all about mind games. Sigmund Freud. Simple but yet complex. Very complex.

This gets even more complicated when you apply it to a larger scale. The definition which says ‘ deviating from the norms’ can make one wonder what is the norm? Is the norm of this world competing with the Georges? The norm is more often than not the ground rules set by the immediate society one happens to find themselves in. It made me think of how in the 80’s, putting on a pair of slacks was almost a no, no, when travelling upcountry to visit my grandparents and yet my own parents had abums full of pictures where mini skirts and bell bottoms were splashed on every page. That was the norm then, this is the norm now. Do as we say, not as we do/did. Learn from my mistakes… that’s the one that gets on my nerves quiet a lot… your mistakes were/are yours and mine are mine…boundaries…personal space…territory…hallooo! Not that I don’t learn from the mistakes others make but someone (other than my parents and close aquaintances) actually having the nerves to tell me something like that without me having solicited their opinion/advice just makes my skin crawl.

Anyway, back to earth. Earthlings/people are not really that different from most other primates (read creatures) on this planet if I may say so. Other than the fact that we worry too much about everything else that has some form of existence on this planet (disclaimer: not that there is any research depicting this or otherwise) we are a pretty much dysfunctional lot in each others eyes. War here and there over every topic under the moon no matter how trivial, famine caused by our own negligence, fighting for rights which we didn’t even discover, this list could be as long or short as you wish…but to find our places on this earth, there has to be some friction and we are all in it… not that it has anything to do with the term ‘norm’ to do!

We talk a great deal my sister and I. That’s what keeps us functional in this dysfunctional world.

Utafiti: Luhga Tanzania

Yaani mambo ya kufuatilia miradi mingi zimefanya nikachanganyikiwa kichwa haswa. Sio utani.

Nilipata mwaliko miezi sijui mingapi iliyopita kushuhudia sherekeo la toleo ya vitabu kuhusu lugha kadhaa za Tanzania zisizojulikana sana …lakini nikasahau hadi juzi nilipoona wametangaza rasmi.

Nimefurahia kuona kuwa siku hizi watafiti wanashirikiana zaidi na sio tu mgeni kutoka nje anayepewa kibali na kufanya atakavyo. Mradi huu ulikuwa shirikisho katikati ya Chuo Kikuu cha Dar-es-Salaam (UDSM) na Chuo Kikuu cha Göteborg (GU) tangu mwaka wa 2001 hadi mwaka jana (fedha za kuiendesha kutoka SIDA).

Bonyeza hapa usome waliyoandika kuhusu lugha hizo za Tanzania.

Kitabu; Mpe Maneno Yake

Kitabu: Mpe Maneno yake

Mwandishi: Freddy Macha

Mwaka: 2006

ISBN: 9987 411 32 0

———————————————————————————

Napenda kusoma.

Juzi kwenye safari yangu Uingereza, nilikutana na Freddy Macha. Freddy, sifa zake na ujuzi wake wote siwezi andika hapa kwa hivyo ukitaka kujua zaidi kumhusu na kazi yake, bonyeza hapa, na hapa, na hapa.

Mpe Maneno Yake ni mkusanyiko wa visa kilichoandikwa na Freddy Macha. Nimekisoma na kweli ni kwamba mimi huchoshwa na vitabu vingi vya kiswahili, kutokana na ukosefu wa lugha ninayoweza elewa bila matumizi ya kamusi hapa na pale, lakini Freddy kuandika kwake ametumia lugha ya kila siku na kitabu hiki sikutaka kukiweka chini.

Giorgio loves his sleep…Udaku + Ike and what else…

This is a first for me…commenting on an article I have read on the net…and considering the interesting things I read daily….in between looking for the latest research articles which I do on a weekly basis…I should have started doing this kind of thing ages ago…think the reason why newspapers sell… It pays to be inquisitive or as Albert Einstein is quoted as having said “Curiosity has its own reason for existence” or something like that.

Blogging Positively (3)…maoni yako yahitajika!

Idadi ya watu wanaoishi na UKIMWI imeongezeka na wanaokufa kutokana na ugonjwa huo wala hawapungui.

Global Voices Online na Rising Voices wakiungana na wahusika wengine wataendelea na mazungumuzo ya “Blogging Positively” kuyajadili maswala haya ya UKIMWI.

Waathiriwa, walezi, wanablogu, wauguzi na hata wapita njia… nyote mwakaribishwa kwenye mazungumuzo tarehe 27 mwezi huu. Bonyeza hapa kusoma maelezo zaidi kuhusu jinsi ya kujiunga na mazungumuzo hayo.

Nimpenda’e

Nimpenda’e hajajua

Ya kuwa nampenda

Lakini nampenda.

Manukato yake sijanusia

Macho yake sijayatazama

Mkono wake sijaushika

Haj’nikumbatia

na wala

Kifua chake sijakilalia

Lakini nampenda.

Sijui yuko wapi

Anachofanya sasa

au

Alichokifanya jana

Lakini nampenda.

Nimpenda’e sijamuona

kwa hivyo

Ukikutana naye

Mwambie nampenda.

14/2: wafanyani jumamosi?

Tarehe 14 mwezi huu ni siku ya wapendanao ulimwenguni. Fundisha mtu umpendaye kublogu. Mwenyewe nishaapa kulitimiza shughuli hilo.

Bonyeza hapa kwa maelezo zaidi.

Image: GVO

Quiz: What’s Your Spiritual Type?

Just took this quiz for the fun of it but the results have gotten me thinking about what I really believe or rather not believe in. I’m a STRADDLER apparently … interesting to see that my ’spiritual life’ matches my ‘real life’ indecisive, happy go lucky…very funny!

You scored 54, on a scale of 25 to 100. Here’s how to interpret your score:
25 – 29
Hardcore Skeptic — but interested or you wouldn’t be here!
30 – 39
Spiritual Dabbler — Open to spiritual matters but far from impressed
40 – 49
Active Spiritual Seeker — Spiritual but turned off by organized religion
50 – 59
Spiritual Straddler — One foot in traditional religion, one foot in free-form spirituality
60 – 69
Old-fashioned Seeker — Happy with my religion but searching for the right expression of it
70 – 79
Questioning Believer –You have doubts about the particulars but not the Big Stuff
80 – 89
Confident Believer –You have little doubt you’ve found the right path
90 – 100
Candidate for Clergy

Just wonder what some people I know would score on this one… whatever your score, take it with a spoonful of salt.

Take the quiz  Here  or find out what religion suits you HERE.

Don’t forget to read the disclaimer on this site…they are not responsible for your soul!!!!

Yaliyopita mwakani

Leo mwaka mzima tangu nimwone Baba akiwa hai. Nimemfikiria sana siku hizi chache zilizopita, sio kuwa sim’wazi kila siku lakini nilikuwa nakumbuka jinsi tulivyosherehekea siku ya kuzaliwa ya mama mwaka jana. Alikuwa hajihisi vizuri kutokana na matibabu ya ‘chemotherapy na radiotherapy’ lakini siku hiyo alijikaza na kuweka tabasamu na kuketi nasi sebuleni.

Baba aliugua lakini hakuwa mtu wa kulalamika ovyo ovyo.

Nakumbuka nilipoanza kublogu kwenye blogu yangu ya kwanza kule kwenye blogger (The other side), hata kabla mashairi,

Music update…

Before subjecting myself to the toture and entertainment that is Melodi Festival (Swedish search for the Eurovision Song Contest representative) which runs for 6 good weeks, thought I’d just share some old classics that I seem to be humming along quiet often…too much iPod influence!

Listening to … mostly 90’s…and why

Thrills

One lie

is just as

forgiveable

as

a string

of them.

Ten mistakes

can as easily

be overlooked

as one or two

A minute late

or an hour late

Bottom line is

you are late

and

the attention

has

shifted

TO…

A lover here

and

a lover there

same difference

it’s pure love

there’s enough

to go around

BUT…

a squibble now

a quarrel then

is enough

for one

to hit

the ground

a moment here

stolen

or deserved

is probably

MORE

than

aphrodisiac.

A smile

devious

impish

seductive

enchanting

secretive

I’m smiling

and

only I

know why.

Je wajua?

Kipenda roho…

Sina

sina mengi yakusema,

ingawa mwataka niseme…

sina mengi ya kunena,

ingawa nina maneno…

sina haja ya kutenda,

wala kutendwa…

sina haja ya kuuliza,

nisipopata jibu…

sina haja ya kuulizwa,

wakati nami jibu silijui!

niache niwe,

sina ugomvi nawe.

Afya na Pilates

Naguswa sana na maswala ya afya na n’namatumaini kuwa nitaandika zaidi kuhusu maswala haya. Kwa mfano hivi sasa nimeanza mazoezi ya Pilates. Ukitaka kujua  yanavyonipeleka  fuatilia huku.

Uwoga

Macho nilipoyafumba

Niliyaona ya dunia

Niliyoyapitia

Na mengine mengi

Singelipenda kupitia

Nikageuka

Nikazinduka!

Nikaamka

Jasho jembamba

Likawa limenifunika

Uwoga…

Ndio, uwoga.

Macho nikayafumba tena

Nikajaribu kuyasukuma nyuma

Mawazo

Ndoto

Hofu

Nikafanikiwa kwa mda

Mabaya nikaweza yasukuma

Na kuyafikiria mazuri tu

Lakini usingizi ukaniepuka

Uwoga…

Ndio, uwoga.

Kesho yake nikakuona

Ikabidi nikate kona

Kikundini ukajitokeza

Nikabonyeza

Taa

Nikalizima

Sikutaka unione

Nikapenya

Na

Kutoroka

Hukuniona

Uwoga…

Ndio uwoga.

Hisani iandame imani

Kuna vitu vingi naamini na leo nitataja viwili;

Kwanza ni kuwa, hakuna bin’adamu asiye na akili.

Kila mtu aliye na ubongo kichwani mwake lazima awe na akili…hata kama hana ubongo wote au ana matatizo ya kiafya yanayosababisha awekwe kwenye kikundii maalum. Lakini mbona bin’adamu hatutumii akili kwa njia iliyo sawa? Haswa kwa enzi hii ya technologia na maendeleo.

Kwa mfano, hivi Kenya wabunge wamekataa kulipa ushuru, wanalishwa na raia lakini hivi sasa wakati wa ukamwe, hawawezi nao jitokeza na kuwalisha waliowateua!!! Sijapata kusoma kuhusu hata mbunge mmoja ambaye amewasaidia wateuzi wake wakati huu wa kiangazi… nasikitika sana tena sana! na sina imani kwa viongozi wetu kamwe!

Swala la kwanza linatupeleka kwa la pili; Naamini ya kuwa hakuna bin’adamu aliye kamili.

Mimi na wewe sote bin’adamu. Tulizaliwa na bin’adamu na tukifa tutazikwa au kuchomwa au kuagwa kwa njia zinginezo na bin’adamu wenzetu. Hivi mbona kuna wengine wanapenda kujiona bora kuliko wenziwao? Hivi ukimwona chokora wajihisi vipi? Hivi ukimwona mtu amelemewa na maisha, wamsaidia au waendelea na maisha yako? Kila mtu na mzigo wake au?

Hivi maswali yangu leo mengi sana lakini kiini cha kuandika ni kuwa nataka tujikumbushe kiina cha kuwa mtu…yani utu.

Shughuli, shughuli

Bado likizo sijaenda!

Niko kwa Malkia Elizabeti wa pili …

kazi nayo ni kama haina mwisho…

kama samaki aliye kwenye aquarium…

naogelea na kuogelea lakini sifiki !

Je wajua?

Kikulacho ki nguoni mwako.

Lawino

But I swallow the questions,

They burn inside me

Like a bee

That has gone into the ear;

And my eyes redden

With frustation

And I tremble

With anger.

Extract from; Song of Lawino and Song of Ocol by Okot p’Bitek

BP – Wahusika

Katika harakati za kuandika mwongozo wa ‘Blogging Positively’ , tunahitaji usaidizi wa watu wanaoishi na ukimwi au ni walezi wa watu wanaoishi na ukimwi kuunda mwongozo huu.

Tafadhali jiandikishe na kikundi cha Rising Voices Positively (Kinachoshughulikia swala hili)kwenye google groups na pia kikundi cha ActALIVE kwenye yahoo groups kinachoongozwa na Janet Feldman.

Waweza pia pitia hapa uone wengine wanaoandika kuhusu maisha yao na swala hili muhimu kwenye mashup inayoundwa na Juhie Bhatia pamoja na Solana Lärsen.

Je wajua?

Usione umelenga ukadhani eti umefuma.

Na’am Nakupenda

Ul’sibu mwangu maishani…
Kama jasiri mwindaji
Ul’nonjesha cha kinywa asali
Hadi n’katoka pangoni
Wataka kutoa mahari
Watume wa kwenu nyumbani
Na’am wangu nim’kubali.

Makao yetu wataka tuhaulishe…
Wazo hili kidogo lanitisha
Sijui kama ni kweli suluhisho
Wauliza kama niko tayari
Kwa mababu zetu turudi
Itabidi kwa nguvu tujitahidi
Na’am wangu nim’kubali.

Sako kwa bako tutakuwa…
Chanda na pete hadi kufa
Sio jambo la kuhofia n’najua
Ingawa sote wawili tu waoga
Maisha ni sasa sio kesho
Tustaladhi menzangu kwa ya leo
Tujenge msingi tuutakao
Na’am wangu nim’kubali.

Wajua kun’tafiri na kun’tafsiri…
Ujuzi huo kuupata sio rahisi
Raghba nil’yonayo wala n’nayohisi
Shairi hili kusema yote hal’wezi
N’nachokupendea wajua nadhani
Ingawa maneno hayo hayan’toki kwa urahisi
Wangu wa moyoni, wangu penzi
Na’am nakupenda.

Je wajua?

Mwenda pole…

Treasure hunt

I hear it in your voice…

In the way you talk about her

without really talking about her

and I smile’ coz I’m happy

that you’re happy

I see it in your eyes…

No matter how hectic

your day has been

they glisten when you think of her

the treasure you have long searched for

You have fallen deeply

And don’t try wriggling out this time around

‘coz you’ve fallen into an abyss of love

And being the man I know you are

Your vows hold,

so keep your treasure in your trove

and for every day with her thank God

Congratulations!

Nipe bunduki

Mwataka amani, bila risasi…

mwapewa nafasi, mwatengeneza bunduki…

aliye na akili, biashara hii haimpiti

aliye jasiri, hatishiki kirahisi

aliye na kasi, huepuka risasi

asiye na mali, ni Mola humwamini

asiye na kazi, masaa hayampiti

asiye na jirani, ya ulimwengu ni ubishi

shida mipakani, kutokana na chuki

shida kilabuni, kutokana na riziki

shida ubungeni, kutokana na mvi

Mwataka amani, bila risasi

Mwapewa nafasi, mwatengeneza bunduki

Bila risasi, hakuna amani?

Nipe nami bunduki!

Please, don’t rock my boat

I like it like this….

And you should know…

You satisfy my soul…

Na kadhalika kutoka Bob Marley

=)

Namlilia Malkia(2)

Namlilia Zubeda mwajua…

Nafasi ya Malkia alichukua!

Namlilia kwa kuwa…

Hataki kujua, hataki kuambiwa…

Hataki kuyasikia,

Yaliyompata Malkia.

Nawalilia akina mama…

Binti na hata kina dada,

Kwa kudanganyika,

Hadi wakaangamia.

Nawalilia nanyi wanaume…

Mnaowapoteza kwa wengine waume.

Nawalilia kwa kuwa…

Nanyi siki hizi kionjo mwapata,

Nanyi siku hizi mwacharazwa…

Nalilia nchi yangu…

Nawalilia binadamu wenzangu.

Nalilia amani ndugu zangu,

Upendo nyumbani nalilia.

Namlilia Malkia…

Siku nenda, siku rudi

Kila kunapokucha…

Nayafungua macho yangu

Yaliyojaa usingizi

Jicho moja likifuatwa na lingine

Na kustaajabu

kwa kuwa

vitukio vya jana

havikunitoa uhai.

Kila siku…

N’na matumaini mapya

Nguvu yanijaa mwili

Mwendo wangu waongezeka kasi

Ninaposhughulika

Kuijenga (au kuibomoa?) nchi

au tusema

N’napofuata kiito changu ulimwenguni…

N’nastaajabu ya kuwa

N’na nguvu ya kukimbia mbele na nyuma

Wakati nilichotaka asubuhi

Ni kujifunika gubigubi

Niyasahau ya ulimwengu…

Siku nenda, siku rudi

mchezo upi huu?

Je wajua?

Chovya chovya ….

Dad…

My bags were already packed,

Looking foward to spending my hols…

with you and Mama.

But Alas! tis not to be,

You’ve left for somewhere…

I can only dream of.

I bid thee farewell Dad…

And find comfort,

in your words of wisdom…

Your strength, your courage,

and the Love you showered on us.

Je wajua?

Penzi halilazimishwi, ni mtu kwa mtu wake.

Masaibu

Nina masaibu…

Sina amani ndugu…

Kichwa chaniuma,

Lakini moyo wangu zaidi wauma.

Ni wapi nitatua mzigo wangu?

Mzigo niliorundikiwa na wengine…

Kwa kutoweza kubeba wao…

Ni kama kaa moto…

Halishikiki mkononi.

Ni lini nitapata amani?

Wakati nimezingirwa na vita..

Ni nani atakaye nibembeleza ninapolia…

Kutokana na ugumu wa dunia?

Machozi yatiririka…

Na kuwacha mitaro yasiofutika.

Hili simulizi langu.

Hili labda simulizi lako?

Hili simulizi la wengi…

Vijana na wazee…

na wote walio kati kama mie.

Kichwa chaniuma…

kutokana na mawazo,

Moyo waniuma…

kwa yote ninayotolea jasho.

Naumwa… kwa kweli.

Nim’pata

Nim’pata nilichotafuta…

Nim’pata na roho imetulia…

Nim’tafuta na nim’pata.

Maisha Safari

Kitoto kichanga…

Hukaribishwa na wengi,

‘kishezaliwa tu! safari huanza!

kuishi duniani mkondo wa kwanza.

Wengine safari, kwao huwa fupi…

waliobakia nao mola awanusuru!

kulingana na sheria za wengine ataishi

Hawezi chagua…

mlezi wake duniani,

Hawezi chagua…

kati ya ukafiri na dini.

Amri zifuatwe bila ubishi!

Sio wote hubahatika…Safari hii kuimaliza.

Wengine safari huwa fupi…

wengine ndefu…

wengine safari ya furaha…

wengine safari ya matatizo.

Kisha baleghe…

Uamuzi mikononi mwake…

atakavyoishi ye…

na wengine wanaouhusiano naye,

atakavyofanya ye…

atakavyojitetea jangwani.

Wengine wana safari ngumu…

iliyojaa majaribio na mahangaiko,

Wengine safari, starehe tupu!

Waishije maisha yako?

Wanungunika?

Watesa?

Wateseka?

Wayafurahia?

Kufa…

wengine hujipangia…

wengine hupangiwa…

Kaka husema,

Kuzaliwa bahati…

Kufa lazima.

Nd’o maisha hayo!

Maiko*

Leo nauvunja mtindo wangu wa mashairi maanake naandika kumhusu Maiko wangu ambaye ni mmoja wa watu wa kwanza kuyasoma mashairi yangu nilipokuwa bado kijana. Na nikishesoma kuhusu akina Stela na wengine wengi…wacha nami nimwage mtama kwenye kuku.

Nyuma ya komputa

Hapa nyuma ya komputa

Da’ mmoja na ukuta

Nywele sijazitana

Mavazi hayajapatana

Vipodozi havijaambatana

Manukato ni ya jana

Hapa nyuma ya komputa

Mengine mengi yanakolea

Kujificha nyuma ya maneno

yanifanyana nipige nderemo

Ni jinsi ya kuishi na vitetemeko

bila kubabaishwa na vitisho

Urembo wa sura

Ni laana najua

Maumbile yakishakaguliwa

Kwenye pipa watupiliwa

Hapa nyuma ya komputa

Uhuru wangu naupata.

Je wajua?

Mtaka cha mvunguni sharti ainame.

Nipo

Nipo nyumbani kwenye shughuli kidogo. Kumetulia jijini lakini vijijini bado.

Kimya

Kukimya kwangu…

sio kumaanisha sina la kusema

maoni sitaki tu kutema

macho zaidi yan’tazama

Kukimya kwangu…

sio kumaanisha maneno sina

hotuba si neno geni ni tabia

moyoni hata hivyo najiimbia

Kukimya kwangu…

sio kuwa wa kusema nae sina

usifikirie kuwa ni ujinga

na tena ujue sio kuringa

Kukimya kwangu…

sio kumaanisha sijui nitamke vipi

bado sijafungwa ulimi

macho nayo bado usingizi

Kukimya kwangu…

ni njia ya kujifunza tena nakwambia

masikio niliyojaliwa yanapata kusikia

walio na lakunena nafasi nawapatia

Kukimya kwangu…

najua ni unyonge wangu

na pia ni nguvu kwangu

hilo lako jibu mwenzangu

Kukimya kwangu…

ni kusema kwangu.

Zubeda

Zubeda usimfiche…

Nishakubali nin’ mke mwenza…

mfikishe nyumbani…

anisaidie kufua…

kazi yake isiwe tu kuchafua…

mnapoenda kusakata rumba…

kisha unrundikie mie dobi wako.

Zubeda hana la kuhofia…

Mila za mababu zetu zam’tambua,

Kwa hivyo vigumu…

nimchome na maji ya moto,

Au nimcharaze…

kwa kumfuata mme wangu,

Au nimuitie gengi…

lim’bwage msituni.

Usiwe na aibu kuwa Zubeda…

wanaume wazuri sio wengi…

dume kwenye boma lazima ligurume…

na akiguruma twamskiza,

asipoguruma hutoroka mke…

‘Mazubeda’ huongezeka.

Kuwa Zubeda si kazi rahisi…

hutakuwa naye asilimia mia,

kipenda roho hula nyama mbichi…

lakini tena,

ujane utakapoasili akitangulia ye

hutakuwa mjane peke yako…

wanetu watakuwa na damu moja…

ukikubali kuwa mke mwenza…

unakubali pia kuwa mlezi mwenza.

Zubeda,

Karibu tufahamiane…

Heri tujuane tukiwa wote tu hai,

kuliko wanetu kulezwa

na ma kambo tusiyemjua…

tabia na sifa.

Karibu mke mwenza,

Simba ameguruma.

Mganga wangu

Mganga wangu kaona naumwa…

kan’tamkia maneno matamu…

kan’onyesha ukarimu…

kan’punguzia maumivu.

Mganga wangu kanipa dawa…

kan’nyanyua fikira…

kan’ondoa hasira…

kanipa hamu ku*****

Mganga wangu kan’ganga…

kan’weka kwenye nafsi yake…

kan’fanya siwezi mtenga…

kan’wacha kwenye njia panda.

Mganga wangu, mzazi mwenza…

kan’fungulia moyo wake…

kan’ambia kuwa penzi lake halifi…

nitamzika ye’

au

atanizika mi’

Mganga wangu, babake…

usiwakere mababu we!

Ninyunyizie mae

Ninyunyizie mae…

Joto lin’ondoke

Ninyunyizie mae…

kutuzi un’ondoze

Ninyunyizie mae…

matawi nitawanye

Ninyunyizie mae…

tone hal’kufu

Ninyunyizie mae…

Upeo niupae

Ninyunyizie mae…

Nipe uhai

Rafiki

Rafiki…

narudia neno hili

polepole

nikionja utamu wake

n’natabasamu peke yangu

kwani najua kuwa

rafiki huyu…

ni rafiki wa kweli

milango mingi tum’pitia

madirisha vilevile

um’nisaidia kukusanya kamba zangu

na kuzifuma pamoja

mkeka um’pendeza

bila we rafiki

sijui ungefanana aje.

Rafiki…

n’natabasamu kwani

husiti

kuniambia ukweli ulivyo

yawe machungu

au

yawe matamu

na cha muhimu kabisa

wanipa sikio lako

iwe kwa dakika chache

au masaa kabambe

Rafiki…

washangilia nami

mazuri yanapotokea

na kuniliwaza

n’napopatwa na mazito

Rafiki…

nakupenda.

Asubuhi ya leo

Asubuhi ya leo

nimeshuhudia ajali

Mwanamke kagongwa na gari

Alikuwa amepotea mawazoni

Aitazama simu

Badala ya kutazama aendako

Breki hizo!

Kilio hicho!

Sitasahau maishani mwangu…

Asubuhi ya leo

N’nafurahia kuishi

Kupumua

Kupenda

Sina malalamiko

kumbuka

Asubuhi ya leo

ni wengi

hawajaiona.

Upumbavu

Mbona wanipasua moyo?

Kila dakika upo mawazoni…

Chochote nifanyacho,

nafanya kukufurahisha…

Mbona waniotesha ndoto

hadi mtindo unakuwa glasi moja kila siku?

La sivyo usingizi haunipati….

Mbona wanipandisha joto

kisha kunimwagia maji ya baridi?

Mbona ukanyemelea kwenye panya hili

Na kunifanya nikupende kikumbavu?

Mbona ubavuni kuna

Nafasi isiyojazika?

Lengo lako ushanieleza,

Najua wanitaka…

au wanitania?

Nami nakutaka…

Au nabahatisha?

Lakini

Mbona mambo ya dunia

magumu hivi?

Sisi sote wapumbavu sio?

Twajua tutokapo, hatujui tu tuendako.

Ike

Leo nataka nimzungumuzie Ike…

Ike mwenye sauti ya kuvutia…

Ike aliyenifanya nicheke

karibu nimpige teke…

maana sikutaka kucheka kekeke

wakati mawazo ya ‘mme’,

yananiotesha mvi tele.

Ike nimemshinda kwa miaka…

ayajua ya malimwengu si mzaha!

Ike, Ike, Ike…

Asante kwa mda wako.

Mwiba

Matembezi ya huku na kule

Wala hayendeki tena

Mwiba umen’dunga

Nimeshindwa kuutoa

Itabidi nitafute

Wa kuichomoa

 

Mazungumuzo na huyu na yule

Najua kuwa ni kero

Kuendelea na maisha

Kwani mwisho si leo

 

Hata bila viatu

Mtoni nitaenda

Kasiki nitalijaza

Kudungwa na mwiba

Ni jambo la kawaida

Kikomo

Kutokana na mambo kadhaa, blogu naiweka kando kwa sasa…Serina.

Kila…

Kila kukicha shughuli zaniita…

Shughuli lazima, huondoa mawazo.

Kila niangaliapo wadoya wako wa’nifuata…

Nani? lini? wapi?, ripoti wataka.

Kila n’napokuwaza machozi yatirirka…

Kupendwa kum’geuka, kukawa kufungwa.

Kila simu inapolia moyo wanidunda…

Nisipojibu, usiku nitalala wapi?

Kila n’napozungumuza nawe moto wawaka…

Haki yako wasema, kutimiza zako haja.

Kila ukisemacho sikiamini wala…

Miaka imepita, mie tena si fala.

Kila nilalapo nakufikiria ulipo…

Kila niondokapo wanililia nirudi…

Omba maji

Omba maji, ukiwa na kiu

Kiu kitakumaliza, ukilitazama kasiki…

Walitazama kasiki, mwingine anywa…

Mwingine akiyanywa, meza mate pembeni…

Mate ukimeza, koo labanwa…

Koo kubanwa, kiu kuzidi…

Kiu kikizidi, mdomo wakauka…

Mdomo ukikauka, utashindwa kutamka…

Kushindwa kutamka, kujichimbia kisima…

Kisima cha hisia, machozi ya hasira…

Machozi ya hasira, wote watasikitika…

Ukiwa na kiu , omba maji jameni!

Wadhani Um’fika?

Usimwone kafunga kanga…

Ukadhani umefika,

Usimwone mja mzito…

Ukadhani umefika.

Usimringie mwanadada…

Ukidhani umefika,

Usimwonyeshe madharau…

Akaja akapinduka!

Akitupa jicho kwingine…

Usidhani umefika,

Akimpa riziki mwingine…

Ujue bado hujafika.

Usikunje uso unapomwona…

Atajua hujafika,

Na usijaribu kukatisha kona…

Ukitaka we’ kufika.

Wahangaika…

Watatizika…

Na bado hujafika…

Usipotamka ukweli wako

Atajuaje amefika?

Heri niishi bila wewe

Tafadhali zungumuza taratibu

Hata! sitosongea karibu

La sivyo watatusikia

Na kugundua kwanini sikuamini

Mapigo yakishekuwa desturi

Paza sauti mwenzangu

maanake sikio halisikii

Msamaha wamuomba nani

Asiyelala genezani

Kutokana na wako shetani

Wasiwasi unanizunguka

Ni wapi nitapindukia

Unachotaka sikupatii

Kuna mengi hatujayatatua

Kabla mme sijakutii

Mda wetu ulipotelea wapi

Kipenzi ulinipenya vipi

‘Kaniwacha na utupu moyoni

N’naogopa ushavunjika

Maanake sikuweza vumilia

Matumaini yashadidimia

Huwezi nishawishi

Na wala sitaki kujua

Presha sitaki ipande

Heri niishi bila wewe

Vitu nane msizojua kun’husu

In’bidi niandike tena

Kwa kuwa um’nena

Vitu nane wataka kujua

Vitu nane nit’watambulia

Nimalizapo mi’ kusema

Zamu nanyi m’tapewa

Vitabu ni la kwanza,

hunionyesha mwangaza

Pili, napenda upekee

lakini sio upweke

Kujivunia upishi wangu namba tatu

kuridhisha wengine raha yangu

Nne, marafiki nawathamini

Bado sijajua ni kwa nini

Tano, useremala nim’jaribu

mbao nim’pasua bila aibu

Hata hivyo mazingira nayajali

namba sita sio kwa ajali

Nafasi ya saba naipa ndoto

maisha mazuri kwa wote watoto

La nane mjaze wenyewe

au tuseme tu ni uzembe

Watu nane … zamu yenu

Mwandani

Da Mija

Kitururu

Issa Michuzi

Ras Luihamu

Mentalacrobatics

Mwenye Macho

Ndesanjo (sio zile za Ethan…zingine)

na nane mkishewachagua

msisahau pia kuwajulisha

Pepo bado i kavu

Jibu la Pepo Kato Sio Kavu, na Marazzmatazz

 

Vizuri umeketi ukadhamiri

Ya daftari pamoja na ya akilini

Kuwa ya dunia siyathamini

Na hamna yeyote ninayemwamini

Asilimia tisainitisa wala zaidi

Kweli usemavyo uchujaji naujua

Hisia zim’kuwa vigumu kuz’fafanua

Ulimwengu kanifunza roho yangu sitofungua

Hamna kama wewe anayenifahamu

Chanzo cha utesi wangu

Mashauri yenye faida bado natafuta

Gumzo na furaha bado zaniepuka

Hisia kuzibania sijui pakupinduka

Upweke, machozi wala hazijamwagika

Duh! Naona bado sijazinduka

Mawimbi baharini kun’ mazuri na mabaya

Kuvuma na kutulia kama waimbaji kwaya

Hupanda na hushuka bila kuelekezwa

Mengi zaidi ya hisia na ndoto sitazitaja

Daima ukavu usije’mi kunipata

Wasema ukavu huu si ukavu

Bali mfano tu kama vile ndoto

Nd’o maanake pepo kavu nikauita

Maana bado n’natumaini kuwa utapita

Mzibaji mwanya at’kapojitokeza

Hisia sizikatai wala sizikani

Majina kuyabandika wala si kazi

Nasubiri at’kaye kaa nami ufukoni

Mtandoni, maktabani na pia mkahawani

Najua siku itafika…lakini sijui lini

Ucheshi wako, utesi wangu

Duh! Kweli kama zamani

Demokrasia

uchaguzi kidemokrasia…

yu wepi tuliyemchagua’si?

 

demokrasia yapeleka nchi mbele…

mafunzo ya wakoloni tushazoea,

bila demokrasia msaada ham’tapokea,

wafuateni wajuao njia msijepotea!

mwasema tuithamini demokrasia…

madawa hospitalini twasubiri,

msingi kwa vijana mliahidi,

barabara vijijini zafika lini?

endesha pajero demokrasia…

petroli gari wajaziwa,

nyumba kodi walipiwa,

masikini naye an’angalia!

lala hotelini demokrasia…

chokora si tatizo langu ’sha kwambia,

kazi yako si ulijichagulia?

niambie kingine kisicho gasia.

umoja ni nguvu twajivunia…

kura zenu mlinipa uhakika gani?

sie nyie mwajiita wapinzani?

mbona mwanililia’mi? Jameni!

majimbo kidemokrasia…

msiukaribie mpaka wetu!

msijichanganye na wakwetu!

msinitatize na shida zenu!!

kama demokrasia wapishe walioteuliwa….

wanichochea bahati haikuwa yako,

uchaguzi ujao labda zamu yako,

si demokrasia kwa wote?

Buriani

Wakati umewadia

machozi hayatasaidia

moto umefifia

sikutaka kuuzima

mtindo wa maisha

buriani lazima

Sitarudia tena

Wiki mwisho ukiwadia…

Sitaki riziki hata kufikiria!

Kazi mazoea kila jumaa kuisingizia,

kosa lile sitaki tena kulirudia.

Hadithi lile si la kukusimulia…

lakini wataka kujua mbona nalia.

Nyumbani upweke ul’kuwa mtindo nakwambia…

mtindo huo kuuvunja wiki mwisho ulikuwa.

Jumamosi usiku lazima nje nilitembea,

kuna binti moja mrembo niliyemchochea…

Jumapili asubuhi sikumbuki lilotokea,

hata jina la kwanza akilini ‘linipotea.

N’lipomtazama mjusi yule akijipodoa…

mawazo chungu tele, ni lini nil’potea?

Usingizi ul’nitoroka sebuleni al’potokea,

malipo ‘kaitisha haki yake ‘kaniambia!

N’na wasiwasi mdudu labda nim’uokota…

ulevi wangu mpira mbona sikuutumia?

Nyumbani upweke mtindo tena umekuwa…

Mwisho wa wiki sitaki tena kuutambua!

Wanifanyani?

Uvumilivu wako…

wanifanya’mi mvumilivu,

Utu wako…

wanionyesha nia yako,

Ustaarabu wako…

wanipa joto,

Nguvu un’yoonyesha…

wanipa misisimiko,

Ucheshi wako…

wanipa raha,

Usamehevu wako…

wanipa amani,

Subira ulilo nalo…

wan’tuliza moyo.

Nakupenda lakini…

Umbali wako,

wan’chosha.

Raha ya pesa

Mwisho mwezi keshafika,

wafanyi kazi wameridhishwa,

centi mikononi tele…

leo bibi hatapiga kelele.

‘Madamu’ tafadhali chukua taxi…

garama kwangu us’jali!

Majamaa njooni tupige raundi…

vilabu, bia na chagudoa, tuanzie wapi?

Raha ya leo mbona fupi imekuwa?

Ni matatizo tele si wajua…

Kimbia hapa, kimbia pale,

nunua hiki, nunua kile…

Watoto mavazi wan’hitaji,

karo shuleni si utani,

umeme ut’katwa usipowahi,

Bibi naye we! ni mkali!

Mashemeji nao mlangoni,

wezi nao ukingoni…

Sitoo chakula hata sijajaza!

Pesa nikiwa nawe sina raha!

Mboga chemsha na sima kiresheni,

‘bucha’ sipitii ila nifikishwe’mi kichinjoni…

Viatu bila rangi wiki mbili zishapita,

Gari nalo benki wenye mnada walishewaita.

Boi na yaya virago wash’funga,

Bibi kaniacha an’sema mie mjinga!

Mpangishaji naye kampu mlangoni keshapiga,

Pesa bila wewe sina raha!

Niite utakacho

Niite binti fulani…

kwa maana uhusiano kati

ya wazazi wangu,

ndio kilichonileta duniani.

Niite mama…

kwa maana umeona,

sifa hiyo inanitosha…

ulezi wa wana

nd’o kazi ya kwanza.

Niite mwana…

kwa maana umri wako,

na busara ulionayo,

na kwa heshima kwako…

nitaaitika.

Niite mwanamke…

kwa maana una nia

ya kukiri kuwa

mimi sio mme.

Niite kipepeo cheusi,

kwa maana najisifia

uhuru wangu,

na rangi yangu…

sitotupilia mbali historia yangu.

niite dada,

niite ndugu,

niite mpendwa,

niite mpenzi…

niite adui,

niite kafiri,

niite jasiri…

niite mzembe,

Niite utakacho…

kwa sababu unazozijua mwenyewe…

hautanibadili nilicho.

Mapumziko!

Kisikusiku haujawahi kufika…

mchana bado haujaondoka,

ushatazama kivuli kwenye maji matulivu?

masiku nayo hupita hivyohivyo … kijivujivu.

Kekeo hajamaliza wimbo wake wa jioni,

Tayari wa asubuhi nausikia masikioni…

Moyoni nasononeka,

na tena nalalamika,

kuwa masaa hayasimami

nami nipate mapumziko…

Kwani siku hizi fupifupi

hazina mwisho?

Likizo

Niko kwenye likizo,

n’tarudi si tatizo…

bora tu uhai

Pamoja

Mbengu tulizopanda…

Kazi bure tul’ofanya,

Ukamwe mkono wa juu…

Twatazamana na wajukuu!

Pamoja tu kwenye jangwa…

Mawazo tele hamna raha,

Mawingu yatakapofunguka juu…

Mafuriko yatatubeba juu.

Ni nini tutakayofanya,

kuondoa yetu laana?

Mfano mzuri kurithisha

Pamoja tujitahidi…

Mwanzo Mpya

Mwanzo mpya,

Matumaini mapya,

Mawazo mapya….

yaliyopita si ndwele,

lakini bila historia…

nisingeliona mbele.

Asanta kwako rafiki,

kwa kunionyesha…

ya muhimu duniani,

Kwanza,

kwa kunijulisha…

sie mie peke yangu,

ninayekimya na langu

Pili,

kwa kutumia m’da wako…

usiku kutwa hadi nikaelewa

mafunzo ya mababu zetu

tokea ujamaika,

hadi kisumu

Tatu,

kwa kunikumbusha…

utamu wa lugha,

Nne,

kwa kusisitiza

kuwa utu muhimu,

kuliko chochote kingine…

Na mwisho,

kuwa binadamu,

atofautishwa na wanyama…

kwani anapotaka kwenda msalani,

lazima aombe fursa kwanza!

kwani heshima si utumwa.

Jahazi likizama

Jahazi likizama…

Utaruka we’ kwanza…

Au utan’tazama?

Utajuta ya zama…

Uliv’opoteza ujana?

Ya kesho utayawaza…

Au utamuachia Bwana?

Jahazi likizama…

Utaruka we’ kwanza…

Au utatazama,

Masilaha ya wenzio kwanza?

Pepo Kavu

Mbona maisha kama pepo kavu?

Usin’ambie kila pepo na m’da wake,

ulimwengu ushanifunza….

Nini n’nalokosa lakini n’nachotamani?

Starehe ya kuketi na kupiga gumzo la kimaana…

Starehe ya kupiga gumzo na mtu aliyekomaa…

Chemchem la mawaidha yenye busara,

Mawazo tasa tukawa tumeyawacha nyuma…

Lakini ucheshi tusiutupilie mbali,

Mshindo wa bahari na mawimbi….

Kwenye miguu yetu tun’poketi ufukoni…

Hali ya anga likibadilika,

Maktabani au mkahawani sawa pia….

Sio kila siku mtandoni….

Niambie sasa,

Ukavu huu utaisha lini?

mchezo wa kuwindana sina mda nao…

tamaa uli’oamsha atautekeleza nani?

Yu wepi at’kaye zima kiu yangu?

Mwanya huu atauziba nani?

Namlilia malkia

Namlilia jirani,

Alikuwa malkia.

Kamkosea nani,

asiye na hisia?

Usiku wa juzi,

Kanieleza yote…

Jinsi aliv’ofikia uamuzi,

Kuwa kalemewa na vyote.

Chini ya mnazi…

Kapatikana Kesho yake.

Kazibwa mdomo,

hatukumsikia…

Kafungwa mikono,

hak’weza ‘jitetea…

Kachapwa viboko,

kawachwa kalegea…

Namlilia jirani,

malkia miongoni mwa malkia.

N’natumaini

Kam’ kawaida,

kuwaza na kuwazua…..

nini kipya wauliza?

sina mapya…

matumaini tu!

N’natumaini kuwa u nuru yangu,

Utanionyesha njia wakati wa giza

Utanionyesha mbele n’napofika mwisho

Utaniliwaza n’naposhikwa na msiba

N’natumaini kuwa hutan’peleka mrama,

hata kam’ tum’gombana,

hata kam’ tum’koseana,

hata kam’ tun’ maswala ya kindani

yanayosababisha mapambano.

N’natumaini kuwa hut’nipa kamba,

un’ambie n’ende zangu.

Nim’pokea kamba nyingi maishani mwangu,

n’lizorundika kwenye sitoo,

nafikiria kushona mkeka

n’tauweka kwenye shoo.

N’natumaini matumaini yangu,

Hayat’kupa unyonge…

Mizizi Hatari

Jenga nyumba yako
unavyotaka,
tumia udongo au matofali
makuti, mawe au glasi
jenga nyumba uwezano nayo
kifedha
kimuda
kisifa
jenga nyumba itakayo onyesha
ubinafsi wako

‘kisha jenga nyumba,
panda mti kando yake
mti ambao utafaidhika nao…
kwa matunda au kivuli,
au pahali ambapo
nyani na ndege
wanaweza tua na kupata riziki
kwa kukunyelea kichwani,
unapopumzika wewe
kivulini.

tend’keza nyumba yako
na utend’keze mti wako
lakini usisahau ukaupanda
mpakani mwa nyumba
kwa nini wauliza?

mizizi hatari
zitanyemelea polepole
na kubomoa nyumba’ko
sifa zote ul’zopata
zitapotelea kwenye kicheko
cha maadui, marafiki
majirani na hata wapita njia
“kafikiria nini yule?
hakujua mizizi hatari?”

ukoloni mambo leo

nawaza nikiwazua
ukoloni mambo leo
keti nawe mwenzangu
ujaze mapengo haya
bila kuona haya

ukoloni mambo leo
fadhili au fadhila
tenda wema uende zako

ukongwe kabla uchumba
utumwa bila ujima
fafanua mwenzangu
nurisha walio gizani

kitambulisho kiplastiki
usiukose mfukoni
la sivyo rahisi sana
kutiwa mbaroni

centi vile vile, plastiki
usikose mfukoni
la sivyo
utajikuta kwenye dhiki

nyuso za plastiki
cheka nami n’cheke nawe
ukoloni mambo leo
um’kupata nawe?

Umen’pa moyo

Mwenzangu,
hujanisahau
umen’pa moyo

Kila n’napokuwaza
unan’pa moyo

kazi un’yofanya
usiku na mchana
umen’pa moyo

jinsi unav’ong’ang’ana
kukuri kakara
umen’pa moyo

mlango wa kwanza
wa pili na tama
umen’pa moyo

kwa majaribio na raha
machache na mahaba
umen’pa moyo

kwa kun’chekesha na kun’tania
kunielekeza bila kuniangusha
umen’pa moyo

hili langu dua,
akubariki Mola,
na Akupe moyo.

Mwenzangu

Bilauri kwenye sinia
hugongana
lakini
hazivunjiki
Penzi langu kwako
hivyo hivyo,
mwaka nenda,
mwaka rudi.
Miaka kenda na bado nahesabu

Najaribu kukusahau
tabasamu lako
mavazi yako
mwendo wako
Najaribu,
usiku na mchana
kuachana
kupatikana
na huzuni uliodua tulipoachana

Maji mengi yamepita
chini ya daraja
mengi,
masafi
machafu
mazito
cha muhimu
daraja bado lipo
na twasimama hapo hapo.

Penzi kikohozi
halifichiki
wajijua
mbona washuku