Mental Clarity Space

“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attraction,” Albert Einstein. From breathtaking sunsets, sunrises, rainbows and thunderclouds, to enchanting full moons and highways of stars–Zuwarah is a replica of the magical African Skies. Byamungu Zongwe and I nostalgically gazed at the greatest wonder of the world; the horizon. We were reliving the words of Bern Williams, on the impossibility of watching the sunset and not dreaming. Zuwarah is a Berber town forty miles from the Tunisian border and offers the most scenic beach view. With an invitation from Byamungu, I expected the greatest festival in the town, commonly known as the Awassu Festival. It comprises swimming races, sailing and traditional dances on the beaches. The common adage illustrates the shine behind the dark clouds. To Byamungu clouds came floating into his life, no longer carrying rain or ushering a storm, but adding colour to his sunset sky. He was the son of Amunazale and Mpata Zongwe, born and r...

I sat thinking of his charming love. I yearned for his love with every new day dawn and the break of new dusk. The lover he was in my pretty simple world. I can hardly forget how he gazed at me and reminded me of his undying love for me. The long nature walks, holding hands; smooches under the moonlight… were events I upheld so tight. His messages, left me crazily driven and speeding on the highway of his love. The beautiful names were an inviting pool I dived into and drowned with no lifesaving gears. His life was my life, his business was mine, and I trusted him more than my soul. All I wanted was an empire; a king and his queen; yes a castle for two. Nothing was more beautiful than discovering the mutuality that existed between us. I still remember one evening; we walked along the coastal beaches, awed in the beauty of the blue waters. He looked into my eyes, marvelled by the gaze I barely could wait for the next move, he bent and wrote my name on the grains of sand. What more co...