PASSING OF MKWAWA’S BLOOD LINE AND REMEMBERING OUR HEROES

President Jakaya Kikwete with Mkwawa's recent 14 year old Mkwawa heir to the Hehe throne. A family tie with strong links to Tanzania's history. Pic by  Michuzi.

Remembering our ancestors by performing regular rituals was common practise in many world traditions. Some of these rituals were later “dismissed” or forgotten as Middle East religions took over.  Non Christians were called Pagans or Infidels (un baptised sinners); while non Muslims were Heretics or Kafirs; and non Jewish, Gentiles. These rituals were the core of family, tribe, values and customs.

WHITE FEATHERS OF A BIRD KILLED AT DAWN

 Scattered feathers in my garden bothered me.

 They had not been around when I went to bed the night before; which was late. Three o’clock. Puzzling.  Through the kitchen window I noticed fresh blood; still clear like when you accidentally spill any red liquid. Wine. Ink. Juice.   I opened the door to explore. Perhaps there might be a wounded creature. Staggering. Many smaller, fresh feathers, white and grey, laid by the door step.  Soft like cotton wool.  A wing with a slightly broken bone laid by the corner, close to the wooden wall separating my neighbour’s house.   It was troubling. I was curious. How did the pigeon get killed?  Foxes? But how would a fox kill a pigeon? Surely the bird could have flown off.  No. This was a bigger bird.  Big birds of prey: pelicans and seagulls that attack pigeons across London.

It brought childhood memories, growing on the slopes of Mount Kilimanjaro; witnessing hawks and falcons diving in to catch terrified chicken. My mother used to dislike falcons. Mwewe. Chickens would shriek and warn each other.  Warning, worrying and terror is the life of birds.

 On this very same day as I sat, sipping tea, I observed a man with a determined expression on TV speaking to journalists in French. I had not seen him since 2007. His son had been found dead in a Paris hotel.  Allegedly, asphyxiated to death. Death. King of all horrible deeds. 

 Brahim Deby, 27 year old son of Chad’s President Idriss Deby Itno (pictured above) was allegedly murdered by a fire extinguisher. I recall watching the news on the French channel seven years ago.  Now President Idriss Deby was on the news again, nonetheless, with a different message. Chad is rarely on the news.

“We shall show that Africa is capable...” President Idriss was saying. Fresh hope for what is going on in Northern Nigeria. No other leader has recently spoken with such confidence since Boko Haram began murdering citizens in September 2010. 

THE RISE AND RISE OF BOWEL PROBLEMS, BAD WIND AND GLUTEN

When I was a kid there was a funny, dirty popular jingle.  A naughty song about bad wind, or in impolite, raw English, farting. Allegedly composed on the East African coast where Swahili lullabies developed and creativity blossomed. Swahili of Taarab, fun, coconuts, mischief, music and fish. 

Coconuts - part of Swahili coasts image and mood...- pic taken in Dar es Salaam, 2009- by author... 

Today we take Kiswahili for granted, but 45 to 60 years ago, non fluent Swahili speakers, from upper regions and highlands were often teased. The bad wind song was an example of such inter-territorial arrogance and brilliance. Please look closely at the lyrics.  Aren’t they meaningless except for the last Swahili word...?

“Ana ana do

Kachanika basto

Iziplingi matingo

Kajaamba!”

 As time moved, folks added more lines. Normally, the tune was chanted after a smell of bad wind had been detected. In their innocent fashion, children are allowed to be silly and playful. So while everyone waved hands close to their noses, someone would start singing and wagging a finger at everyone present. Each word will go to the next person until Kajamba was finalised. If you happened to be the one at that end of the round, laughter and jeer would wash your face, even if you were not the culprit.  Such unfair embarrassment contributed to folks adding more lines to extend the playful ordeal.

“Ushuzi unanuka! Atatandikwa!  Tena Saana...”

SAIDI KANDA PROVES AFRICAN MUSIC IS THE NEEDED PLEASURE

 “His music makes you feel pure joy,” the English lady reflects with sparkling teeth and a smile bright enough to light the semi darkness of Rich Mix, East London. This beautiful club always showcases excellent music from across the globe.... As we speak, couples and singles are close to the stage, gyrating hips and clapping. Men and women dancing further left are trying a Maasai jump, recreation. Minutes later, everyone is waving and dancing and swinging to the Mandela dance, yet another Saidi Kanda creation. Young and old cheer ecstatically while filming on their phones.  Electric atmosphere. That English dame with a sparkle was right. Africa is not just misery, guns and Ebola...

Saidi Kanda, Tanzanian musician, is on fire. 

Saidi Jumanne Kanda  (with Swahili singer, Fab Moses) in action last Sunday, at  Rich Mix.

WATANZANIA TUJIFUNZE KUWEKA AFYA MIKONONI, TUSISUBIRI KUDRA YA WAKUBWA AU MUNGU

 Miaka yote niliyosafiri na kuishi ughaibuni nimebaini siri moja  kuhusu afya. Wananchi wengi duniani hawaijali miili hadi wanapougua.  Zamani kidogo nilikuwa nikiongea na mganga wangu wa Kichina. Nilikwenda kuchomwa zile sindano zao zinazobandikwa sehemu mbalimbali mwilini na kuachwa zimesimama juu ya ngozi mithili ya mishale ya nungu nungu. Accupuncture (tamka “Akapan-kcha”), ndiyo jina lake la kitaalamu. Tiba hii iligunduliwa, kutafitiwa na kuendelezwa maelfu ya miaka kabla ya kuzaliwa Bwana Yesu Kristo na Mtume Muhammad SAW.   Kazi ya sindano hizi  ni kurekebisha na kusawazisha nguvu (au umeme) mwilini. Unapochomwa tatizo si maumivu. Haziumi kama sindano za Kizungu tulizozoea. Kinachochachafya ni vile Mchina anavyotafuta “njia sahihi.” Je, umewahi kushika waya wenye umeme? Unaukumbuka ule mstuko? Ukiwa mdogo, ndivyo  Accupuncture ilivyo. 

 Sindano za Kichina. Picha ya Mtandaoni

 

RECALLING THE MADMAN WHO CHASED AND FLOGGED LADIES ON SAMORA AVENUE

Ugali kwa mtindi... 

Around 1978 to early 1980s Dar es Salaam, there used to be a man who terrified women.

Those days the word terrorist was not so instantly understood as in 2014. But this thin bloke, (I guess he was around 170 cm, or 5 foot 7, not tall or huge, as you can imagine), ruled one road in Dar. Independence Avenue, re-named Samora Machel Avenue,  homage to the late Mozambican leader. A  bustling street; filled with tourists, students (Forodhani Secondary School nearby), coffee shops, beauty salons, Asian shops, banks,  restaurants, offices, bookshops; a place to be. Hip.

 The chap was always dressed in a black kikoi, tied from waist down like the Sarongs made internationally famous by English footballer David Beckham (pictured below) in 1998.

 Kikoi, indeed, is standard outfit for East Africans, especially in poor areas. This nightmare from hell, wore one, carried a stick and he was as angry as he was menacing. Never to guys, though.

We are talking of pre- internet days. Us in the media wouldn’t even photograph the chap who I soon found out had a mental illness and highlighted his saga in my then weekly column of the Sunday News.

Women feared him. Seriously.

TEZI KIBOFU, AFYA NA KINGA YA MARADHI YANAYOTUKABILI -sehemu ya 1

Wiki hii,  Mheshimiwa Rais J Kikwete, alikuwa Marekani kufanyiwa matibabu ya tezi ya uume, hospitali ya John Hopkins,  Baltimore. Kitakwimu maradhi haya huwafika asilimia 45 ya wanaume walioshapitisha miaka 60.   Ingawa lengo la makala haya si kuzungumzia hali ya Rais, ni vizuri tukitathimini tatizo hili linalowasakama wanaume wengi. Miongoni mwa walioshafikwa ni marehem Nelson Mandela, kiongozi wa Waislamu Marekani, Louis Farahkan, mwanamuziki maarufu hayati James Brown, mwigizaji mashuhuri wa Hollywood, Robert De Niro, nk.

Miaka michache iliyopita niliwahi kuandika juu ya afya ya uume ( na uke vile vile) na kuhimiza haja ya kuelewa namna ya kutunza na kufanya mazoezi kutunza viungo hivi. Kwa wanaume viungo viwili muhimu husika ni mfuko wa mbegu (korodani) na tezi kibofu. Visipoangaliwa vyema husababisha saratani ambayo kihisabati,  inaua mwanaume mmoja kati ya  saba, duniani. Moja ya suluhisho kuu ni kuzifahamu dalili   kabla hazijaota kutu.  

Lakini tezi ya uume au tezi kibofu, ni nini hasa?