Lately I have been thinking, a lot. Thinking about the
“After Life”. Well this is an area that most people would tell me not think
about. Even the so called optimist strongly advocate against this. Who said
that thinking about after death is thinking negative? I think of it as hoping
for the best but preparing for the worst.
What
triggered these thoughts? You may ask. No, it’s not the
passing on of a loved one or a preaching, but a song. The song “Tabu
Zangu” by
one Rose Muhando and Anastasia. Hence this entry is named after the
song. It is
a song that has become my morning and evening dose. The song, for those
who
have listened to it, talks about what we, (I included) hope will happen
when we
pass on. This song encourages me in the walk in salvation which am sure
most of
you agree, is not a walk in the park. In fact it’s a walk in an erupting
volcano...like you can't touch the walls coz you will get your fingers
burnt and all.
So before that day comes, I have so many things I would like
to do. So many dreams, some written down some still in soft copy in my mind,
but the bottom line is, I would like to do most, if not all of them. I don’t
want to run out of time. So every day for the past one month, I have been doing
something different. I have been doing something for the first time, something
I have never done. Ranging from greeting people I have never greeted, visiting people I have never visited, calling
people I have never watched and well, watching a movie/series I have never
watched (yes, that too). And I would like to challenge you to try it too.
By the way, no matter which century I will pass on in,
please remind them to play that song in my funeral and burial.
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