“Against the Double Blackmail”

Early this morning, I woke up to a text message on Whatsapp. It was a photo with three crying emojis, a bunch of flowers with an inscription stating: R.I.P IN PEACE. The print has five people in it—two beautiful women; one looks in her early or late 50’s, and the other one in her lateContinue reading ““Against the Double Blackmail””

Official Announcement of My Second Book Project

Hello Everyone, Hello everyone, Now that my first memoir, Run Elvin, is complete and ready for official publication, I am happy to announce my new project. This book will be my second non-fiction writing of what I consider to be a trilogy (Refugee Student Man: Navigation and Deviation in Exile). My working title of theContinue reading “Official Announcement of My Second Book Project”

A Public Statement from Gabriel Ndayishimiye

Dear Friend, I hope my message finds you well, wherever you may be, either at home, with your lovely ones, or at work. I want to take this opportunity to give a couple of updates and possibly clarifications on my recent activities on Facebook and other social media platforms. Ever since I embarked on thisContinue reading “A Public Statement from Gabriel Ndayishimiye”

life had been my strictest and smartest teacher

Even then, I had a few Malawian friends from the surrounding villages who admired life in the refugee camp. The poverty that surrounded their compounds led them to believe that we, their refugee friends in the camp, were better off because the monthly food donations that camp residents received from the UNHCR. Little did theyContinue reading “life had been my strictest and smartest teacher”

Mzee Angolais [Part 4]: Sarcasm

Donnacien Kazadi Jr: Challenge him, and you will be in trouble. He was equal to himself. Everything he said was Amen! Even though you thought contrary thoughts Me: Hhmm, what a man he was Donnacien Kazadi Jr: I remember one day I almost get beaten. Silly me disagreed with him on a particular religious point. He madeContinue reading “Mzee Angolais [Part 4]: Sarcasm”

Mzee Angolais [History in The Making]: A Displaced Colonized Intellectual in Dzaleka Refugee Camp, Malawi

Me: IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW! Alberto Abdal: Respect. Me: The Wretched of the Earth. Alain Bitijula: Nice catch! Me: that’s for sure. My role model Emmanuel Nyirimana: Who is he? Me: Mzee Angolais, This guy has a great history. One of those well-educated refugees in refugee camps refused to pet the colonial masters byContinue reading “Mzee Angolais [History in The Making]: A Displaced Colonized Intellectual in Dzaleka Refugee Camp, Malawi”

Mzee Angolais (Part 3): How many remember this great person in Malawi?

Gift Ytb Founder: Angole Outardeau Décisif: Kkkkkk! What’s his real name? Justin Waka Openzi: Mzee Angole! Gael Wa Monga: Kkkkkk papa oyoooo akenda wapiii [INSERT TRANSLATION HERE]  Fabregas Kapend:  Vieux Angolais [INSERT TRANSLATION HERE] Faraja Francine: Angole. Bienaime Mukendi Nive: Where is that man? Bienaime Mukendi Nive: He may be somewhere in congo or Zambia. Outardeau Décisif: Bienaime Mukendi Nive what is his real name MumahContinue reading “Mzee Angolais (Part 3): How many remember this great person in Malawi?”

My thoughts after reading Steve Biko’s I Write What I Like in comparison to Nelson Mandela’s autobiography: Long Walk To Freedom

Biko was once a boy. Biko was once a primary school student. Biko! Steve Biko. This man was courageous. Recall the political situation of South Africa back in the 1970s? Biko spoke, unapologetically, truth to power. But Biko was also a father.Biko had a son.He had dreams, both personal and dreams for his family. ButContinue reading “My thoughts after reading Steve Biko’s I Write What I Like in comparison to Nelson Mandela’s autobiography: Long Walk To Freedom”