yezefen yaleh!

38. Balege aneqaq

Friends with whom you grow up with, go to every level of school with, chase chicks with and probably fall for friends, your families stay close knit for life….. I never had those.

The ones I had at a specified period end up being replaced by others if not entering oblivion. Few if any yesfer guadegna or yeandegna dereja guadegna .The longest streak of friendships that I boast runs from sometime in college to lehitmet eskegebahubet gize dires; and some of the people who are involved, I know from high school.

What does the future hold for me and my friends? Or is a new batch of friends waiting in the wings to take over?

Don’t get me wrong: I am all for a constant search for fresh starts and a little bit of anti-social behavior. But I think it is normal for one to trip about what one does/can not have. And if you feel that I am contradicting myself,…. hey….. I am just as screwed up as the next guy!

Last Friday I had an exam which I hope would be the last one of my protracted school life. I left out some important details when answering the last question. This exact realization was what woke me up on Monday. Talk about rude awakening. It’s funny, the things that come to you while asleep. Yesterday night I learned how to do that thing Ronaldinho does; the one where he takes the ball to the right and in a split second he has the ball to the left. (a few years later I would discover that that thing is known as the “elastico”.)

All I need now is a ball to see if I can do the same, following the instructions from my dream. I am dying to play some football. Over the weekend part of the fam went to the countryside ( Aemro, you are not the only one who has been traveling) and my brother and I got to play with seven and eight year olds who spit profanity like you would not believe. Still I want more…more… like that Nina Simone song.

And a desire to learn how to play the piano is creeping through me.

There is this girl who, on Tuesday evenings, has started to stick around for the rosary after mass has  finished. There would be no one left but her on the balcony on the right. Have you ever wondered what somebody is praying for? I find her intriguing.

And I just can’t seem to be able to speak loud enough in Spanish class.

La profesora, she is another intriguing lady.

I hope you, somehow, have gathered something new from what I have written thus far. Right now For a while now I fail to remember since when, but it is like the screen writers of my life are on strike. Reruns have long been my mainstay: everyday I encounter the same people, things, proceedings, etc.

Monotony is the name of the game and I hate it.

I wish people would stay off Zeritu’s case. I have read her interview and think she did the right thing. Talent+ Attitude= the hope of the East African music scene! You know how everytime  something “cool” is done in Ethiopia it is heralded as being the first/best in East Africa ; and in Sub – Saharan Africa, next only to South Africa and may be Nigeria too? I suspect it is self-flattery in most cases.

Anyway, leave the girl alone to do her thing.  She will rock at that African Music Festival in Sweden-mark my words; and hopefully release something hot afterwards. Damn punctuation!;’:

Singers getting together on songs is not so common in Ethiopia; especially in recent years. Still I would like to hear Gigi, Zeritu, Tigist Bekele, Tsedenia and Mikaya on a track, Lady Marmalade style but just a notch mellower.

What is the opposite of sub? Going to “Upper-Sharan” news, I was glad to hear that Etoile de Sahle beat Al Ahly and were crowned African champions. One team winning it three times in row would have been downright boring.

This has been a presentation of a blog- the only one of its kind this side of the Sahara, Gobi, Atacama and Wube.


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