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Hakuna Matata. Safe travels!

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Courtesy of S.K.

Courtesy of M.A.Q.

There I was in the middle of the park in the company of two fierce looking rhinos. Everywhere I looked, I saw tall dried grasses, with acacias polka dotting the panoramic view. I pinched myself. Was this for real? Or a dream? Worse still, could it be the beginning of a nightmare…….with a dreadful ending? Gulp.

“Dad, can I have a chocolate biscuit please?” The sound of the child’s voice immediately comforted me. It brought me back to reality. Thankfully.

Haha. I then realised where I actually was. My wild imagination had got the better of me, once again!

I was safely sitting in a four wheel drive automobile with family and friends. Phew. And a hamper full of eats and drinks. Yeah. Refreshments. What a relief!

This diligently planned safari to Nairobi National Park enabled us to observe a whole lot of wildlife. My son and his friend had procured pin locations of various animals. We were fortunate to see wild buffaloes, baboons, zebras, giraffes, warthogs, elands, impalas, rhinos, gazelles, not forgetting our feathery friends – the ostriches.

The safari was just one event on my itinerary. I was on a visit to the beautiful, tourist-y Kenya. However, meeting my first grandchild – an adorable, precious granddaughter – was the main highlight of my trip. By God’s grace, I spent a wonderful, exciting, memorable time with family.

My beloved son had organised a week long stay in a charming cottage at Diani Beach. Oh, it was totally paradise! We just flew into Mombasa, a short flight, taking along the ayah to help in looking after our cute little bundle of energetic joy!

Needless to say, weather was absolutely lovely, the breeze was just right and the lush presence of palm trees, flowering shrubs and fruit trees, was simply perfect. Hummingbirds, weaver birds and the gorgeous, psychedelically painted butterflies – a magical delight!

A jolly, cheery cook was there to promptly tickle our palates. The cuisine included breakfast with a variety of fresh fruits and exotic fresh juices; luscious-looking jumbo prawns; various fish, freshly caught; barbecue nights, and a store of scrumptious foodstuff. What bliss……thank You so much!

Swimming either in one of the crystal clear pools or going for a dip in the blue/green ocean was our  choice. We chose both the waters. All of us had a real rollicking time, splashing about, paddling, and wading through seaweed that would pop up here and there, and/or just a swim in the warm sea.

Gosh, I could go on and on about the beauty of this wonderful land – Kenya. But to really get the feel of this rich, stunning, friendly environment, one needs to visit and savour the fantastic experiences themselves.

Bon Voyage! Safe travels! And, remember…. Hakuna Matata!

 

Maloquacious © 2018

 

 

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“Please release me, let me go.”

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Ah, Sunday!

Love and hugs to this beautiful day of the week.

Warm thoughts. Simple lazing about. Wearing PJs all day long. Yes!

That’s the life. Tralalalala.

I watch the sun’s rays prance about the room. The fronds of the palms gently brush against the window pane.

Swish. Swash.

The pile of puffed up pillows, all comfy, tantalisingly invite me back to bed.

Oh, such sweet surrender!

I close my eyes. Basking in the silence. I embrace the peace and quiet. And, breathe.

Suddenly..

Kerboom!!

My eyes snap open, wide. My mouth, agape.

Like a bolt out of the blue, a deafening clamour rudely interupts my peaceful state.

High-pitched, panicked shrieks. Wild thudding about of flapping flip-flops. Chaos, crescendo-ing with a medley of screams ‘n shouts of: “Dead!”, “Dead!” and “Dead!”

Horrified.

Mortified.

I jump up and kangaroo-hop out of the room.

Caramba!

Mama Mia!

Si, drama muchas in the house.

I survey the scene in front of me.

Mum sobbing away. Her eyes puffy, red-rimmed, along with a Rudolph-hued nose, sniffling away.

Shocked. Concerned. I query the reason for the outburst.

Oui, Monsieur Poirot, the mystery unfolds.

Where? Who? How? And, why?

Sam the cook aka the narrator, reveals all. The incident details, I meant. *mal does an eye roll*

A catastrophic calamity has happended in the aquarium.

One dead fish. Corpse lying behind air filter. Presumed…er…drowned?

Beep-Beep. SOS. Au secours!

Emergency Service’s Doc Mal is called in. (That’s yours truly). With help from her devoted assistant Sam (aka The Cook), they discover that the cheeky goldfish was fooling about behind the air filter, when the entrapment occurred.

No, peeps, no! Not the Sean Connery kind of entrapment. Hey! Guys! Quit the guffaws. We’re talking about fish here.

Think straight.

Focus!

Anyhow, the innocent poor, stupid goldfish became entangled in the tentacles of the plants, just behind the air filter. And, yes. Tentacles, I said. You know, the long spindly leaves of reeds? Duh. So, wipe that smirk off your face.

A sweet refrain cacophony of “Please release me, let me go,” gurgles and bubbles to the surface. The prisoner wriggles and jiggles. The shackles, tight and taut. The gills, huffing and puffing.

Need I remind, you guys, I said gills, not girls? Sigh. *mal does another eye roll*

Then..

The minutes tick on by.

Eventually, the captive is released….through a very delicate operation, conducted by a couple of extremely competent elite forces. (Yeah, eat your heart out, Arnie baby).

Well…

…to cut a long tail tale short – Mum is okay, and smiling away.

All fish are fine, and swimming away.

Mal’s deputy is back at his work place (aka The Kitchen), chopping away. (BTW, Mum cancelled the day’s special of Curried Fried Fish).

And…

Mal?

Well, since the goldfish (aka The Stupid Fish) spoilt her day….she might kill it herself, one day. Or, maybe not.

She probably won’t. Ever. Never. Nay, no way, Jose. Period. Full stop.

Because… *and with a glint in her eye* .. Mal remarked:

“There are plenty more fish in the sea.”

 

Maloquacious © 2016