Nairobi (8.00 am): The birds seem puzzled that sunset should come so soon after daybreak. But they sing as though nonetheless.
These matters are sung through, then, duty done n fun had, and only then, p'raps, queried.
No one is to be stopped by the cold-calculating morning breeze that blows in every direction I turn, turning every which way as I do do.
Searching for where the compromised sun might quietly be, behind an unyielding cloud cover.
"It was in de programme dat we should sing dus & mirthfully. Who were we dere to do it anoder way, anyways, if you please?" Sayz de one who leads de sinin widout bein obiously de one who sins dus.
Chikka's visitors are in the mountain!
Furahiday!
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