Kilembe

Two rabbits. Both white with aurora-like eyes. Little, chubby, fuzzy faces with teeny-weeny twinges of cute tails behind them. Two Rabbits they were. They browsed in the wide open floral fields and beyond the tree line, the Mighty Nyamwamba flowed. Flowed down steep, precarious hills among mighty larger-than-life rock boulders and angel-white crystals of sand. Down below the roaring cascades were the little, pristine pools of crystal water. Here the ducklings made merry. Plenty of yellow feathered ducklings swam and stirred the basking water to life. The momma ducks just lounged by the banks grooming their radiant, elegant, feathers that glistened in the backdrop of mid noon rainbow over the horizon. Beneath the pool’s crystal water, you could see fist-sized circular rock boulders neatly stacked by nature’s adept artistical hand. As the waters cascaded from about a quarter a mile down the bosom of the mighty ranges of the moon, with it came ounces of that angelic sand at a time and soupcons of those little circular boulders. Some of these flowed past the pool where the ducklings partied. The sand and the boulders amidst the undying voice of the flowing river and the cloud-white mist of miniature cascades made their way down to Kilembe town. Here in Kilembe, the river bed widened and sprawled past the earth-old eucalyptus trees and the copper-scented yellow eroded peripherals of the river basin. Here the waters that still kept their minus zero freezing cold properties flowed at a rather laid-back pace. Here the dragon flies patrolled the waters and the cows and goats drank freely from Nature’s refrigerator. Somewhere behind Kilembe Hospital, nature curved a swimming pool for the little escapees from Nyamuhuga primary school to freely enjoy a piece of Kilembe’s almost euphoric paradise ecosystem. This state of the art pool was flanked by huge rocks expertly piled in a semi-circular dimension with carefully crafted perforations for the crystal waters to seep in, twirl into a gentle whirlpool and then stealthily leach out. The floor of the pool was made of the little, round, impeccably smooth boulders and the unblemished, fine, white sand. Here the boys and girls tore off their clothes and plunged into the near-holy waters to drench their little bodies and arise out of the pool cleansed but with a myriad of goose bumps and transient spasms.

Oh shit, here comes my boss. Am in office wasting company time by writing all these things from my childhood. Pardon me guys, I have to stop here and go. Hey, before I get my ass fired for negligence of duty and abuse of company Wifi-Internet, I have to say…I wasn’t born in Kasese. My Little Sister Sheila was. I grew up in Kilembe though. All my childhood is indelibly imprinted with thoughts, memories and vibes of Kilembe. Shit, the fucking boss is gonna kill me. Till next time, fuck you all. Lol, I love you! I fucking love you !