She has never spoken about her and she is so uncomfortable when you ask her direct questions about her sisters whereabouts. She is not bothered. That they have never met since 1967 yet both of them are still alive and fast aging is something that doesnt seem to be of any importance. They had parted ways in the early 1940s when her elder sister got married. She hardly came back home. It was close to a taboo to frequent home in those days. Because their fathers insisted that once they were married off each of them should concentrate on her husband and children. It was a sign of weakness to keep coming home. The women of those days. The troubles with their upbringing. And thats possibly the explanation as to why however much my grandfather beat her she stayed put. She did not go back to her ancestral home. She only threatened. But she knew nobody would welcome her back home to stay permanently. I just dont know how the people of my grandparents days were. Shocking. There were no rights. So a few weeks ago she hinted to me that she has a sister she has never seen and may never see forever. I asked her why she had never said this before, and she just said, What for? And finally I found her. And I will drive her to meet her sister of several years this week. They have never met since they were young women. I wonder if they will recognise each other. I want to study her reaction. I want to hear them converse. I want to see if they will talk about their husbands who are both gone to be with their forefathers. I want to hears if they will discuss their mother. The elderly one is having faded memory. Maybe my grandmother will just get bored and insist we go back. It will most definitely be the last time they meet.. I doubt there will be another re union. It might turn emotional. If only she will take it seriously. Such are the realities of life. That time and space guided by our identity, will finally make us part ways. When my grandfather passed on, her sister was assumed to be too old to be told. She lived far in another land. Blind. Healthy though. Two months later on a particular afternoon, she asked, Is he still alive? they told her no. She just said, ooohhh... Sawa tu! And went ahead to sing her favourite kalenjin hymn, teswo chamyet! Because the brevity of life is real and total. Life is too short they say. Spend mist of happy. Build solid relationships as family members so that the bonds dont snap easily like a tight rope. Some people spend most of their lives threatening others or making life difficult for others. You dont have that time. Others too busy stealing from other people. Time is your medicine. Its gonna treat the deserved way. Thats life. That is why I believe in a peaceful world. A world of a brothers/sisters keeper philosophy Beloved let us love one another for love is of God and anyone who loves is born of God and knows God. Old age is noble but remember the days of your youth. Work your best. Goodnight.
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 19:35:47 +0000