Nduka and Kanzingona-01

Season 1, E2 

 Kanzingona emerged from the water at that exact moment her eyes met with Nduka. The connection found between them was overwhelmingly thrilling. It was as if they were transported from this world into one in which nothing matter expect the person that stood in front of them. It was like eating a thump of ice cream for the first time, but in a more pleasant scenario. Wow! Nduka exclaimed.

 When he got hold of himself he asked, “Who’s her name?”

Who,” asked Lonnda, the second born on Nduka’s father’s side.

That girl on the left.”

Oooo… That is Kanzingona, daughter of Tshaanika, late chief of the AaKwananzi Family.”

Ta, ta, ta. She is so beautiful!”

– If, I were you, I would stay away from her. She is bad business!

– Why?

– I will tell you on the way home.

On the otherside of the river…

– Hey, have you finished?

– And, what’s with the big smile?

–  I will tell you on the way home.

– Come.

Later…

– And that is how it all ended… If you ask me. Don’t do it bro.

– Hey, guys. Did you know that there is going to be a party at the AaKwananzi Oshigumbo tonight?

 – Where Kanzingona lives?

– How did you know? You just came from war!

– I told him!

– Did you see them at the river.

– She is dead gorgeous!

– So, we should start making arrangements, hé?!

– How about if i went to the party?!

– What do you think?

–  I bet you’re just dying to see her, aren’t you? That’s how I feel about Iileka. So, what will you need?A costume. You guys must be kidding!

– No, we are not!!

– And, it is going to workout perfectly, I can feel it!

–  Do you know that, you might get killed?!

– That’s a risk I’m willing to take!

–  Lonnda, I’ve been to hell, to and fro. I know the way in and out! Nothing can scare me. I don’t fear anything!

Season 1, E1(Part 1)

It is the late hours of the morning and Kanzingona, and her mother Munageni – the late Chief Tshaanika’s wife – just had an argument which leaves Kanzingona in bad mood. She picks up a clay pot and starts walking the opposite direction.

Where are you going?” asks Mee Munageni.

To the river!”

Later,

Kanzingona is accompanied by her half-sister Kasikuu. She pours out her emotions to her.

Kasikuu, I don’t know why my mother does not understand me?”

Kasikuu pretends to care, but in her thoughts she was like, I’m glad that she doesn’t! You deserve i

Yet, she appeared as concerned as a sister should be and sheepishly sympathize,

Don’t worry! She is only doing so, because she loves you”.

But, she is at times so unfair. Why can’t she just give me the chance to be myself? Instead of always making decisions for me!”

On the other side the AaKwaniliya boys are coming. Riding on gigantic-fit bulls. These were mostly used for carrying water and heavy luggage, for short distances journeys. Amongst them was Nduka, Lonnda and Nakale. Nduka was the last born and far younger, yet he appeared to be the eldest of the two.

Upon arrival the boys were suppose to chase Kanzingona and Kasikuu away, but Nduka, forbade them; even though it was he, who usually initiated such endeavours.  The other boys found this weird, because the house of the AaKwaniliya and AaKwanazi families do not drink from the same river, especially not at the same time, for many years now.

The AaKwaniliya and the AaKwananzi have been at war for the past 100 years. Nobody ever told the story on why they had a dreadful hatred amongst the families. In fact, nobody even knows! Nobody even knows how it all began— and of course nobody dared asked! All the generations after that, were simply told to hate and that is what they did— with all their hearts and with all their minds; and this carried on in their bloods for years.

During, 100 A.D. the Bantu began to migrate from West Africa to the middle and Southern Africa. Their numbers had increased so much that there was not enough food and land to feed their families, grow their crops and build their houses. The young men decided to set off for greener pastures. Amongst them was Nduva, a very vivacious young man. He had just married a beautiful young lady by the name Naambo. They were both from different tribes. Their families on both sides did not want them to get married, but they did any way. Their story is not going to be told now. There better things to discuss, the story of Nduka and Kanzingona.
What does it take to love in an African bond community? Does love really exist in Africa? Well, these are just about the same questions faced by Nduka and Kanzingona. For them it was love at first sight. They had a lot in common; they were both from noble families, they both had terrible war experiences, but there was one thing that over ruled all! They were both from different families. In fact, families that bitterly hated each other for centauries now. If, they really loved each other and that is, If?! They would have to overcome witch craft, cruelty, war, hostility, lies, uncountable battles both physical and spiritual, and last but not lest, even Death itself.Now, it is up to Nduka and Kanzingona to fight tradition and the ways of their people; to prove their love for one another. Will they survive the harsh cruel magic of the Great He-She? Or will they give up and suffer the internal bondage to marry someone whom they don’t love? Or will they overcome and live happily ever after?

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