The Beautiful Beast

As stubborn as a mule, Paul was every day present at drinking points in his rural township. Of course he had no time to worry about anything because his father was one of the few well-to-do citizens in the Republic of Nyasa.

Mr Bingo had so numerous trucks that one could not manage to point fingers in a matter of two hours. In a sharp contrast to his expectations, Paul was not a reflection of his dreams – thus to take over the his legacy after his death.

Paul was such an incorrigible young man to the effect that he would even bully his own biological father for not succumbing to his demands. In particular, let’s look at the fact that he had “the so-called beloved one” at a certain famous bottle store in the locality. Least did he know that Rachel was a common lady.

“I love you with all my heart.” This is what Rachel used to say in order to please the naïve Paul as with a purpose of licking the sweets of the portion of his father’s wealth which he did not even deserve. So they cheated each other as being on the tiptop of the world of love.

A proverb from the Congolese people says the snake and the crab do not sleep in the same hole but this did not happen to make any little sense at all in the daft Paul’s life. And the worst was to follow him in a time sooner than he could dream.

Rachel was – and has been – the beautiful beast who has caused lots of misery in a number of ways to many young people who have never desired to take heed of what elderly people – let alone their parents- say. In fact Rachel has been the unimaginable carrier of several killer diseases. Recently the poor young man Paul has been complaining of diverse ailments. But it never came to his were wisdom to realise the consequence of his loose life. Before he knew it, he kissed the earth.

Insubordination killed him… Oh no, lack of respect for elderly people… Mm-mmm, no, Paul had no time to encline his ears to what was said to be better for his life than his reckless social interaction. Today his relatives and/or friends are missing him because of the beautiful beast whose acts have claimed his life.


Power Of Infatuation

“You are crazy, aren’t you”? her friend, Esnart had once asked her when she had realised that she had surpassed both her age and time. And in her poorly considered language Clara had said:

“Yes, this war to snatch the man has really driven me crazy, and the only way is to be crazy as well until I become victorious… ”

Those were the days when Clara and the extravagant sugar daddy, Dada, called themselves lovers. What sounded more stunning was the fact that Dada, well advanced in age, was married to a too respectful and submissive woman, and Clara matched the age of his own last born in the family of eight children.

Apparently the teen girl was only insatiably hooked up by the fact that Dada was a very rich man in their home village on the one hand; and on the other hand Clara, compared with her friends at school, was not born with a silver spoon. Thus she failed to take heed of what her parents used to advise her that “education is a key to a successful bright future”.

Early this year the authorities at the private secondary school where she has been learning on bursary organised a program in which all girls were made to go for a mandatory pregnancy test. Clara tested positive. What a blow!

When a report was furnished to her parents, they groaned, saying, “You were our last hope that you would be of great help to us all in future. You have done us a disgrace…”

However in a preliminary questioning the girl, without problems, disclosed the name of Dada to be responsible for the pregnancy.

In a couple of days a certain youth organization took control of the matter and reported it to Mphate Police Station, and this led to the apprehension of the sugar daddy on the charge of defilement of an under-sixteen girl.

Surprisingly the girl became more loose than before. She could visit Dada on remand where the accused promised that he would divorce his legitimate wife in order to marry her on condition that Clara should save him from getting convicted. Dada further pleaded with her to terminate the pregnancy.

On the day of prosecution evidence hearing in the court of law Clara disassociated herself from the accused person, insinuating that her mother had forced her to fabricate a story with intent to claim for damages as the man was very rich. And finally the court of law dismissed the charge.

The painful moment is here and now. Clara is in ardent misery not because she stopped learning, but also due to the fact that her health has deteriorated following the abortion. And the worst fact is that Dada has completely changed his tune: “I will not and can not marry you.”

What a miserable situation she is in. Clara was infatuated by money. Her future is blurred. Surely she will live to regret.

Migration And Urbanization

Two days ago I was with my colleagues in the discharge of official duties at the office. As we were there we were approached by a man who looked so much weak and weary that we were able to figure out that something was wrong with his being.

One of us welcomed him and asked him what had brought him to us, and he said;

“I am coming from Zomba City, but I originally come from Mzimba.”

But we were very curious to learn more from him. And he proceeded to tell us that he had gone to work in that city at somebody’s household a few years ago, but what he had expected was contrary to what he went through there. He was poorly paid, and in some moths his employer could only give him used clothes as payments.

“What I need now is your support so that I can proceed to my homeland, Mzimba, because I don’t have money for transport.” Asked how he had travelled from the city to Ntcheu, he said he had only a little which he had used.

From what he had narrated the sole reason for his migration was to search for a better life which he did not find. Of course without prejudice the man had done himself some psychosocial harm. In fact he didn’t have to move in a bid to satisfy his needs. Suffice to admit herein that it all depends on one’s wishes and/or plans.

In the years that I was not employed by the government it did not occur to me as a way of mitigating social challenges that I would have to go to the urban. In lieu thereof I made up my mind that I should embark on other alternative income generating activities like commercial farming. Otherwise we must learn to use the locally available resources than to move to the urban areas.

Why Migration?!

Having submitted as such in the last preceding paragraph, I am tempted to suggest that our country does not benefit much from commercial farming because:

The produce are not bought at the best prices. And this is one of the many reasons that discourage small scale farmers from working harder;
Secondly they have little or no access to loans from the country’s commercial banks which might enable them to maximize the farming output.

Farmers whose roles are very paramount as regards the food basket and/or economy of this nation continue to live in the social economic  darkness…Well, probably one day the sun will shine upon them in the name of Jesus. Amen.

Early Marriages (Causes And Effects)

In the year I was born (1979) Malawi had about 6.053 million people only. But thirty-seven years later the nation is overpopulated with well over seventeen million people. There are several factors behind such a rapid rise of the population in our small territory among which being early marriages.

But Why Early Marriages?

When we have a close look at the demographic and social information for this country, we notice that most of the people live below the poverty line. And this – coupled with a wide range of other issues like illiteracy and ethnic setup – has an overriding impact on early marriages among people.

In a bid to dig up much more details on the issue of early marriages we must use the “but why” method which gives us the following as clues to the question above.

  • As a country we have never been sufficiently serious, notwithstanding sketchy plans, to curb population. In other countries procreation is regulated by laws whereas parents are expected to bring into existence a specified number of children.
  • When parents have more children than they can take care of, they are tempted to influence them into early marriages.
  • Suffice to mention that some traditional practices akin to initiation have also resulted in young children getting married.

Effects: Early marriages has ardent negative effects which include, not only the fact that young parents are not conversant with how to take care of their children, but also the following.

Early pregnancies pose a great threat to lives of such young mothers beacause their bodies are not mature for child bearing. And the fact that life expectancy due to illhealth decreases cannot be overemphasised.

Literacy levels tend to become low and gradually this affects the national development in one way or another.

The social amenities like health facilities and bore holes are not practically proportional with the ever swelling population in this poor nation; and in the like terms our land remains the same.

Young children are unable to manage their families, and to some extent this promotes domestic violence as their so-called spouses are not thereby amused and/or satisfied.


A focus at some of the issues affecting our livilihood reveals quite numerous good-for-nothings that people like to do either blindly or knowingly to themselves and/or to others. And below follow some of such things that really negatively affect our living standards both social-economically and psychosocially.

As we are all aware of the fact that we were conceived and brought into existence by our mothers, it is quite good for nothing for someone to despise his or her own mother, because our mothers need not be looked down upon with contempt.

Couples with a spirit of infidelity have secret sexual relationships outside their matrimonial homes which is entirely an affront to their own vows “to be and remain one flesh until death does us apart” and this is one of the good-for-nothings as they put their lives at stake with a risk of contracting an HIV.

In a country which is struggling for financial and economic independence, some selfish public servants and/or leaders steal the only limited available money from the public coffers, enriching themselves overnight, and after a short period of time they start giving hand-outs to the povert-striken owners of the same money in an attempt to gain political favours, a behaviour which is good for nothing.

In other families children are not raised in the way they ought to be, as such they become good-for-nothing citizens because their parents fail to realise the fact that “a family is a domestic university which is there to enrich the minds of the children with good moral values before they graduate into adulthood.”

It is also good for nothing for employers and/or superiors to expect high standard results of the work done by the workers when in fact there are no good and sufficient resources, and/or when there are no incentives at all.

Most of us live below the poverty line because, among other reasons, we tend to spend our hard earned money on impulse on items that are not basic human needs beyond the earning capacity due to inferiority complex within the neighborhood.

My Old Life – Interesting Facts About Okra

At my own time I have been reflecting on my past life, and sometimes I have made fun of myself with a view how I understood things then.

To begin with, let me say my father was the only bread winner in our family, working with the Malawi Housing Cooperation. I will not say in article where we stayed and when. But for purpose of this story, I should say that with the sufficient availability of finances he could regularly buy mouth watering relish, mostly fish species like mpasa, kampango, chambo, and the like. And to us children we were in a paradise on earth.

The funny thing with the choice of relish with us children was that we did not want nor like any other relish. For instance I did not like okra. If our mother prepared meal with okra I would not eat nsima; or if the dish comprised of other different plates of relish I would prefer the other relish to okra.

When asked ‘why’ I would answer I couldn’t eat mucus-like food. Least did I know the benefits of having a well balanced dish in terms of diet with an okra recipe.

But now that I am an adult I have come to realise, through reading, that okra is not only a vegetable that contains cassium, folic acid, high fibre content, potassium, and vitamins B and C, but it is also one of the locally available medicinal food.

Researchers say okra – otherwise known as lady’s fingers – is an antioxidant, and has a potential:

  • To help us manage sugar levels in our bodies;
  • To help reduce cholesterol so that we don’t have heart-failure related problems; and
  • To significantly reduce fatigue levels in us.

Furthermore, it is very interesting to learn that okra can be cut into slices, soaked into water and be drunk as medicine. Other forms of okra medicine include peels, powdered seeds, and raw okra.

Well, anything which is edible has something vital in our bodies depending on how it is prepared and/or used.

Think of okra and include okra in your meals, and be healthier than ever before.

I hope, having read this, you will no longer dislike okra. Remember our parents have an adage which goes “Chinenepetsa nkhumba sichidziwika.”