Season 3 phase 6
Writer Akila Raza
Editor : Edu Ngamz Wangama
Critics:
Mitul Shah
Fatema Nathoo
Batul Ladak
Samiha Shabbir
Zainab Ladak
Sukaina Dhanji
Sammy Kiragu
Kennedy Ochieng
” I loved you with everything that I had, yet at the end I had to vanish like I was never there …I left you with a parting gift , hoping you would keep it safe , alas but it landed in the hands of those who were never meant to have it”.. Akila
I am flora the ghost…I have always been a ghost , from the day I came into existence…. But my existence was not accepted by my own because I was different. Our origin of species were always known for generations to frighten the humans , in the darkest of the nights, turning their dreams to nightmares, but I belonged to a different school of thoughts, I wanted to be loved , I wanted to be held and cuddled despite the fact that I had no physical form… My siblings and other ghosts laughed at me, they called me mad, because terror was our birth right and I was void of it… I was an outcast hence I always found my self on my own… floating in the air like a leaf ….the single leaf that fell of the tree , even the grounds did not accept me…but I never lost hope , I knew deep inside me …one day I would find someone to love me…. And as the humans say, as long as you are breathing there is hope and where there is hope miracles are bound to happen…. Well it came to pass…. One fine night, when the moon decided to go for a hair cut and makeover, leaving just the stars to sparkle in the sky, I was strolling along and for some reason I decided to pass by the oak tree, it was a thousand years old and believed to have mystical energy, very few knew Abt it and I was among the lucky ones…. As I landed i felt myself on the ground….I grew feet I grew flesh and I got a figure, my excitement knew no limits and I danced with joy…. A face appeared in the oak tree and smiled at me….” Congratulations flora, the face smiled, I hugged the tree and said “thankyou Detopa this is just so amazing”… Detopa smiled…….
” Detopa ???? What kind of a name is that ?” Sameers voice interrupted …Nora glared at Sameer , Flora blinked then she smiled….” That’s the name of the oak tree with a thousand mysteries….” Flora sighed. ” What happened after that” Nora asked….but flora was exhausted, being pulled out of the sudden trance was draining….she sighed ” will continue later” she said and before sameer could react she floated away. ” Sameer ur such a punk, how will we convince her to talk again,” she asked irritated, Sameer looked sad, Nora smiled and hugged him….the.day is.not over yet…she winked…
Unrefined Poetry 