Written By: Peter Makossah

  • ‘Waste not, want not’–Part I

    Jun 15, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    Although too small to fill the chair, my shoulders and the poise of my head did much to counterbalance the lack of neither proportions. My feet, though unable to touch the floor, were not allowed to...

  • ‘The ubiquity of obliquity’ – Part II

    Jun 8, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    My heart was pumping at a double; fit enough to burst. I struggled to retain my composure. The last thing I needed was to arouse his suspicion that I was not grasping his explanation on the concept...

  • ‘The ubiquity of obliquity’ – Part I

    Jun 1, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    My phone vibrated. I had no intention of answering it. ‘Bolofoni Mkwinda!’ “Hello?” I croaked. “It’s Bolofoni, where are you?” he asked sounding desperate. “I’m at the yard. Is...

  • ‘Hand up, not hand out!’

    May 18, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    The sun was out, the sky bright and blue; by the time I woke up at the crack of dawn. The morning commute was already on, busy and bustling. I heard squawks over my aged Nzeru radio which was given...

  • When it rains for frogs, it pours!—Part III

    Apr 27, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    Ignoring the tight sensation in my gut, I yawned like a hungry pregnant cat. I was pooped out and yet M’bekamachuni and the three distinguished gentlemen of letters seemed to be wired, running on...

  • When it rains for frogs, it pours!—Part III

    Apr 6, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    Ignoring the tight sensation in my gut, I yawned like a hungry pregnant cat. I was pooped out and yet M’bekamachuni and the three distinguished gentlemen of letters seemed to be wired, running on...

  • When it rains for frogs, it pours—Part II

    Mar 30, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    “Cherchez la femme!” I murmured under my breath. “Amawo Chekite!” I let my gasp as I wondered why the world at large conveys the view that a woman is behind misadventures of mankind always,...

  • When it rains for frogs, it pours!—Part I

    Mar 23, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    It was a damn last straw. I saw my late mother in a dream. She looked at me troubled, ashen-faced. She frowned, then half-smiled. Her not-so-pleasing smile slid from my face as I stared at her in...

  • Annus Horribilis—Part III

    Mar 9, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : 1 Comment

    My heart was pounding like a jungle drum. My mind was racing but my brow furrowed. Mystified, I rolled my eyes in exasperation. Then, out of the blue, I felt at ease, and free like a bird that has...

  • Annus Horribilis—Part II

    Feb 23, 14 • Blakaka • Written by : Comments Off

    The sun was low in the sky behind us as we sat cuddled on the settee reflecting on wonderful but sweltering afternoon. Wordlessly, she glared at me like a hungry dog. I smiled, she didn’t....