Nomads

“Is there anything better than a bath under the moonlit sky,” Zack thought to himself, the gentle breeze brushing against his skin in the dissipating heat of the sub-saharan evenings. A feeling of nostalgia swept over him as the lyrics of a Lauryn hill song crowded his brain, “killing me softly with his song”, reminiscing…

Inside a UNMISS protest

While Diplomats at the United Nation’s Security Council discuss how best to reinforce the UN Mission in South Sudan, the dissident voices of South Sudanese citizens seems to be muzzled. The coverage on the Protests held in Juba on 20th July against the proposals for an intervention force in South Sudan, stated that it was…

Regional Dynamics in South Sudan’s search for peace

Following the fighting that happened in Juba from 7-11 July 2016, there have been calls for arms embargo by the UN and other aid agencies. Several revelations about the companies that sold arms to both sides of the conflict including a Polish arms Dealer and the diversion of a weapons Shipment by a China (weapons meant…

A Hijacked Story

South Sudan: my motherland is hurting, over two years on and the war is draining the hope from the eyes of our beloved. I see an old woman begging on the streets, hungry as she leans on her walking stick moving from car to car in the mid-day heat(almost 40 degrees) stretching out her bony…

Sanguine Hearts

This is a rough draft of a story i have been working on this week, its has been years since i tried to write a short story and this is the closest i’ve come to doing it. Comments will be appreciated below.  “Falling in love is the most private thing, its not like the fairy…

Mom, I will wait -BY Moses M Akol

“A very good afternoon to you too, madam.” “Yes madam, this is she.” “Yes of course Madam headmistress, It is indeed a good time to talk.”   The mother of two young children listened attentively, pressing the small, burgundy mobile telephone to her right ear. She winced occasionally. The long fingers on her left hand…

Walking in the dark

I’ve been listening to so many sad songs, I read somewhere that happy people listen to the tune and sad people listen for the lyrics. The thing is; it is hard to listen to other kinds of music because I just can’t relate. I’ve been trying to clear my mind the only way I know…

Adventures in Juba.

Feeling out of place? The first day working as a news editor was like stepping into the twillight zone. I’d been given several stories to edit, having left the office early ( my work schedule was tight at the time) i got the email and had a deadline of 8 to send back the news…

Incident report: Mob Justice

10:10 AM- 11:30 AM Earlier today in what seemed like a mob justice, male residents of Langas estate escorted a suspected thief towards pioneer estate. Having briefly met the gang on my way around the fence separating Langas estate and the National Youth Service training grounds, I watched the mob march the suspected thief, even…

Heart of Gold

If there’s anything this fuel crisis in Juba has taught me, life is a bittersweet blend of meanness and kindness. At the bus stop I watched the otherwise respectable people scramble to get into the matatu(known as Mosalat). The first to enter always clung to the van before it came to a halt, shoving and…