all around the world

The bride price
March 9, 2007, 8:37 pm
Filed under: Crazy and dangerous: in the mighty name of love

In the land of hakuna matata”,  men have been known to do dangerous games in the mighty name of love. Sanaipei ole Ndutu, woke up one freezing morning ready for game hunting, armed only with a spear, a club and a sword strapped to his waist. His game-a lion of the pride rock, East of the great Tsavo. This was the asked bride price by the father of the bride Sanaipei so loved and wanted, to be the father of his children. It is not unusual, that was what Seno ole Seii (the father of the bride), had to pay and so did many other men. Well, Sanaipei walks towards the plains of Tsavo hoping that before nightfall he will have made it to pride rock.

What kept sanaipei going? Was this for love, showmanship or, to prove to the community that he is not a lesser man? As he whistled the tunes of the warriors in rememberance of the great heroes of the past he walked along. The best training he had, towards his fete, was, ‘the leopard hunts by stealth; not speed’. That was enough training to put youto the test. Did I say test? Oh. This is the real deal, you either win or make a door-delivery easy meal. And as the story goes, Sanaipei, died trying, so did his remains tell the tale. He wasn’t a good enough suitor. Failing to reach his end of the bargain, he lost the commodity. Was the girl that beautiful to deserve the lives of her suitors? Well analyse this; missing teeth in her lower jaw, a sacrifice for beauty; pierced ears with holes the size of a door knob, hair smeered with red ochre, bare breasts, hard roasted skin, in the seething heat of Tsavo. Yes, she was a beauty in all the land of Hakuna matata, and more men would have tried, had malaria not claimed the life of the village beauty, Seina.


Hello my world!
February 21, 2007, 4:54 pm
Filed under: Crazy and dangerous: in the mighty name of love

Welcome to ‘All around the world’. I will give you a look at China, Middle East and Africa. The wild, crazy and dangerous things people do in the name of love, hate and ‘it’s my life!’. Oh, and also do not forget another influence on major actions ‘ ma mamma’. Remember the movie waterboy? Aah, so you do huh? See what mama makes us do? Yep, life is like that.

Mama picks for us all the crazy colored draws, and makes us like ’em. You had one! Or do you blame it on daddy? Oh! and daddy too! He said all the crazy qoutes from his head, (not his heart ofcourse) like, ” Hey, men don’t cry! Men are made of steel, we don’t show our weakness, toughen up boy!” Then they sack him the next day, he cries all day long and then blames it on God. Crazy huh? Wat did love ever make you do, or hate (or mama).

Tell moi.