ሕይወት…ሞት

ለማይሞላ ዓለም ስንባላ ለማይሞላ ሕይወት ስንጉላላ እየተራመድን በሞት ጥላ ሥር ሆነን ሞትን ግን ዓላየነው መኖሩን ረስተነው… *** Dedicated to Eyob Mekonen, a young Ethiopian reggae artist (37) who passed away this past weekend unexpectedly due to stroke. May he rest in peace. Here is one of my favorite songs from his only album, “Ende Qal” – Negen Layew – “I long for tomorrow…Can’t wait to see it” I’ve a special…

Ethiopia: The Millennial Generation and the Transition after Meles Zenawi

Hello Friends:  Change has come to Ethiopia in the past few weeks unexpectedly. Both the country’s long-serving Prime Minster Meles Zenawi and the Orthodox Church’s Patriarch Abune Paulos have passed away due to natural causes, according to reports, though there are also other speculations. The Chief of Staff of the Military, General Samora Yunus, is believed to be sick as well.  For those demanding change in Ethiopia’s political leadership, the…

Slowly but Patiently

I move into the future slowly, but patiently. I run fast like a cheetah never. I move like a snail to my destiny. There is no need to rush. I have plenty of time after life like my granny. So why not savor the flavor of my short, but bittersweet existence, slowly and patiently, till death finally sneaks?

Life Is Unpredictable

Once you are born, you can’t really control what will happen within the next microseconds of your existence or in twenty years from now. You can plan. You can be ambitious. You can dream. You can hope. You can imagine. You can have an overall picture. But you will never know what exactly will happen to you tomorrow, tonight, in five minutes, in thirty seconds, or in point two microsecond.…

When authors physically die …

When authors physically die, what do you do? Do you just cry, or do you remain tearless, cherishing their living words? Death recently took away two of my favorite writers: Sibhat Gebregziabher and Mamo Wudneh, both Ethiopia’s literary giants. Gash* Sibhat, like the French Émile Zola, was a free thinker, an advocate of naturalism, a witty and unique storyteller, an avant–garde who immortalized forgotten souls, young misfits, oppressed characters, the poor,…

Feeling Blue

I wish I can let it out: The pain, the torment, That is eating me … Right at this moment. Unfortunately, I can’t. I am just torn between this and that: Between choice and lack of it Between the expected and the unexpected Between the planned and the unplanned Between the possible and the impossible Between the exciting and the dull Between having and not having Between wanting and not…

Let me die laughing …

If death is inevitable, then let me die laughing. Let me not cry, let me not feel bluesy! Yes, saying goodbye is never easy, But, this time, my battle is against death; Thus, my dears, let me face him laughing, Let me not die crying, Stop, too, your tears from falling. I have been waiting for this moment, patiently; Let me die as I watch a hilarious comedy; Why must…