The Wind

political issues began to be the cause of fear in many people in the village including leaders. It was against the law to speak about politics in public.

Many people were moving and walking in fear of what next could follow them.

the death of Ndaziona appeared to be a crucial part of our village. parent's could warn their children to stop traveling at night. Though Hyenas were very cruel animals but the most dangerous thing was a man. People could betray one another to the party officials. I tried to rub off of what happened to my cousin but his memories were always fresh. I heard some men saying that they will cause riot's during the next party meeting.

Early in the morning I heard an announcement from the chief messanger. On top of his voice calling people to attend for a meeting the next day at the chief resident. I was very curious to know more about this emergency meeting. our chief was a great man full of respect wisdom and integrity. I did not hesitate but to prepare for the meeting.

Everyone in the village knew that it might be the death of Ndaziona that has caused an emergency meeting..... where were they all this time? I asked myself but the answer was not yet. I walked straight to the rock. This is the place we used to meet as a youth group. I asked one of my team as to why there's a meeting the next day.

It's Ndaziona's issue he whispered to the team while looking side by side. "Come on no one can betray you speak more I added some remarks" The elders of our land are planning a siege attack when the party officials comes next month for the final campaign. I swallowed my throat in agreement with what my friend said.

We shall what will happen. I prayed for the day to come as quickly as possible. Joy was all over my life. I will revenge the death of my causin Ndaziona I vowed. This is a great development goal. I saluted who so ever came with the idea. in my sleep I thought of how prepared I am. Rooting and uprooting the boma's party office's came into my mind. I used to enjoy such moment's and now it's time to do it again.

The wind started blowing hard on us. we sat in front of our elders. chanting and clapping hand's at their strong speeches. These are the characters I wanted to see in my village. We have to seek their respect for the truth about our son's death if not they see what shaved a geanea fowel.....Napolo one of our beloved leader said with anger. Our young boys are being betrayed every day and night. They've promised a lot but nothing else is happening in our village. The road's,the hospital's are no where to be seen....we need change of the regime.

we clapped our hand's but I was wondering if someone will still talk about my causin's death. A fat man stood up and say...."we have prepared all sorts of things to stop this wind blowing hard over us...I will stand up to fight for our beloved son Ndaziona. I was happy to see people noding their heads in agreement with what he said.

Everyone was given an assignment to do on that particular day. I was assigned to check on the youth development. we started our meetings the same night. we gathered some stone's to be used on that particular day. I prayed for the day to come as quick as possible.

The day is tomorrow let's get prepared...an innocent sound was heard from our youth group. Everyone seemed to be ready. some faces were seen to be filled with fear. I sternly warned him who has fear to restrain himself from the plan. ladies were not allowed to join the group. it was dark already, the sky was blue and one could count all the star's without mucher do. I was happy to see the wind not blowing hard. we gathered the stone's on the main road that connect with the way from the Boma.

we slept there in awaiting for our beloved political leaders. It was a very long night. Mosquitoes could bite but everyone was of courage. Hyenas were producing their usual famous sound but everyone was not in fear.

I started snoring. In the dream I saw myself catching a big bird. it was simple to catch it. I wake up to pass urine in the early hours of the day. With joy and happiness in my heart I already saw victory over the planned plan.

The son was blazing hot and one could fill the heat it was. it was a great day to fulfill the hidden agenda. We heard a noise at a distance coming from the Boma road. I signalled my friends to be ready for the battle. everyone took stone's with all manageable and easy to throw. ooooh yes it's time. The wind started blowing hard again which made a tree to fall across the road making our visitors blocked. I moved my eye's a little bit towards the road to see the heck it was. Two cars packed with unknown people from the Boma dressed in the party uniform. I said this is the time they should pay for whatever they did to my cousin Ndaziona. I could smell fresh blood in my nose. No one will stop us today we shall attack.

I called one man from our group to go and act as a good Samaritan to so called visitors. "go and check out and tell us everything about them. He left us and walked slowly to the scene as if he doesn't know where he's going. I saw a very beautiful lady that cought my attention coming out of the car. If I can marry her it would be great...all my friends laughed. Help us to remove this fallen tree along the way.

It was not the same party we know. The dressing was not of those two previous meetings. She gave him a hag and kissed him on his forehead. I remembered mama Mia's bar. We run towards the car's with stone's in our greedy hands towards them. Fear was all over their faces. one of us threw a stone which hit one of the visitors mirror. I gave a signal to my gang members. The noise was calm again. We are not the political party you know. we have come to build a great deal with you....we know Ndaziona is dead by now.....we want to find out who did this to him. While her words were in her mouth another great fleet of vehicles came along. I now realized that it is a day of life and death. The party that belongs to Ndaziona has arrived. These people are just using us today they shall see...."I shouted" stone's were seen in the air like a swarm of bees. we attacked our second visitors without mercy. It was too late for them. They escaped the scene leaving our first visitors.

The wind stopped blowing hard again. It was calm and one could see the peace at hand. We are here for peace not for violence. I closed my eyes seeing the four legged creatures being set ablaze. No one was allowed to be close. The villagers stood at a distance watching the game. The new party officials thanked us with some Sweet's and more to share with friends and family.

Evey woman received a chitenje and a bag of corn. Men were promised to be supported by money for various businesses in the village. Everyone was happy.

The wind completely stopped blowing.

I reached home and found her sitting on the verandah singing songs of joy to our god's. Richard! with joy she run towards my direction. Ma'am what is it?.....you are an old man now you have to be married.

I laughed with disapproval. I will mom.....soon or later you shall see your in-law picture. I left her dancing outside in our famous dance. A man has to be like that.....my papa joked. It's time to show the world that we can do it. We really need change. After eating I left my parents shamba to my shamba. It was a great day indeed...the wind is gone indeed. we need peace....oh yes we need it. without wasting my time I slept on my mat.

I started reflecting on what to what happened in the past hours gone. I hope there will be hope for the future of the village.i could smell the real future now.

I heard a strange Knock on my poor door as I was about to sleep.

who is that? Nothing was heard from outside. The wind started blowing hard again from nowhere. My body started shaking again. All the strength left me without saying goodbye. Another great knock again..... please who is that!! The silence proved that something is really wrong and someone strong is outside waiting to crash me. I had a panga knife and a heavy iron lod at the corner of my shamba. Though it was round but I created a possible corner for my house. Richard!! it's me John the village is under fire!!! Under fire? I banged my door to see what the hell was. The flame's of fire could be seen at a distance in the sky.

we rashed to the direction of the fire. Within few minutes we were at the place. some nakedness could be seen with the fire lights. I laughed at some women who were very rich in clothes during the day and worse at night. It was a great movie to watch. As we moved closer we discovered that the four legged friends left in the afternoon are in fire. The wind stopped. I left the scene after all was burnt to ashes. The cold of the night greeted my body. I entered my shamba and prayed that no one should disturb me again. I started snoring so fast to catch up with the skipped dreams I skipped the time I went to see the incident.

It was early in the morning when the wind started blowing hard again. What is it again? I was wondering as to what will happen again. Is it that the god's can't save our village? I started doubting to their abilities.

I ignored it.

Your dad has collapsed!!!!! I heard a quick course voice in my ears. what!!!! oh no!!!!! I followed the man running towards my parents shamba.

The wind has started blowing hard again but it will stop one day.

Yes the wind....