Things said are things thought. Most thoughts are things
seen around us. Beautiful words are
simply day to day facts laid out with mastery and this introduction seems to
have nothing to do with the topic…. Hahahaha!!!
So, I went to boarding primary school in Busoga here in
Uganda and one day during the third year of my seventh year, I did something
foreign to my character. I took possession of an item, a football that did not belong to me just because I
thought to myself, ‘the owner just finished Primary Seven and so he has no need
for this ball, I mean he’s going home for ‘vacation.’’ Vacation is the school
break for pupils transitioning from the Primary to Secondary school level in
Uganda. Needless to say, I was spotted, hunted down by the owner who basically
turned all his fury on me and decided he’d inflict vengeance for all the
injustices he had suffered through primary school on me.
Alas! He had never been more wrong.
Realising that my punisher was going to lay it all on me, I
took flight with whatever speed I could master with my assailant in pursuit.
Every once in a while he’d catch up and kick my butt but I kept on running. I just had to lose him and hide away.
As I ran my brother who was my assailants’
classmate showed up out of nowhere and flew at him with a crazy rage…… and both my fears,
pains and troubles were taken away. Blood spoke louder than the wrong I had
done. My assailant got a beating. I was safe. Water for all its justification
had nothing on me.
I can tell you plenty of other stories from my childhood
that shout blood is thicker than water but I am sure you have your own to tell
so I won’t bore you. Neither should you bore me with yours. I am not doing a
case study over here; just writing.
Part B;
I have always wondered at this fact. That someone can be so
in love they will lay down their lives for another. Am not talking about Jesus,
yet. I could though. I have always wondered about the true feelings of girls
when they leave their parent’s home and adopt those of their spouse. I shudder
that even when it doesn’t go smoothly where they’ve gone, they more often than
not stick it out. They give away their lives and seal it with a new name. I
think it’s admirable but over and above, I know it’s an enigma that I still
haven’t solved. Maybe a kind lady will make me understand.
I have thought about friends. It amazes me that friendships
are such stable relationships. A friend once sent me the following sms. She
said ‘good friends are like the morning. You can’t have them all through your day but you’re sure they’ll
be here when you wake up tomorrow.’ I have friends spread out and am sure so do
you and the impressive thing is that neither time nor distance, nor absence of
contact affects our bond. I don’t understand how that works. The weird thing is
we always hit it off once we bump into each other. It is a thing of beauty. So
much so the Bible or the Good Book for those who fear its name says, ‘there is
a friend that sticks closer than a brother.’
I have known families that live apart and only come together
for a wedding and a burial. I have also known families that make excuses to
meet each other. They have the duty to.
Friends will just show up and will not always give you a
reason. When they are not in touch, they will think about you, even miss you.
They do not have a duty to.
Human beings are complex and so is their behaviour so I
won’t pretend that I’ve figured it out. Blood is thicker than water, love is
thicker than blood???
