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Ndamenyire uhoro wa kuhuruka gwaku iyo, Mwanjiririo mathaa ma ruciine. Ni ndumiriri ndamukirire na ngoro nditu. Niwandakaririe muno ni guthii oo uguo ta mundu wa kawaida indi urari njamba kionereria. Ndiambire guitikia na kureka uhoro ucio urikire tondu ti uhoro mwega. Ndakinya kuria turutaga wira nindanjirie wira o ta mutugo, no gikeno giakwa gitigana gukinyanira. Ngiciria nyingire nendaini ya Facebook na niguo ndanjirie guitikira ati niwahuruka. Nindaiguire kurakara muno. Ndemethio niwarakaria aingi niguthii. Niguthie utuku ta kiguoya na turoe urari…

Dear Mama, The morning I left had many uncertainties but one certain thing is that I was coming back to you. I left with a heavy heart and was worried that the plane would not take off due to the weight. From up there you are a beauty. Through the turbulence, nausea, and heartbreak you still spoke to me silently. Remember you are my son and parents have something for their sons. It has been months. I have been meaning…

Area Nine Lilongwe, my Cloud Nine, does not represent Malawi whatsoever but that is not to say it lacks a character of its own. From the M1- Mchinji junction, commonly known as Pa City Mall or Pa Crossroads, we drove through what is supposed to be a checkpoint opposite Civil Stadium and the atmosphere changed. All through it had been open plains, postharvest maize fields, red brick houses and few fences. There were boys, barely fifteen, selling deep fried Mbewa…