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Sagas from their world

June 12, 2012

Well ‘they’ here refers to various tribes from Africa. I am not sure what would you call their world. Some, for instance, call them – the third world, many call them backward and some underprivileged. Here are somethings they do, which makes me wonder – when will we get there, if at all we do?

Mini Saga – 1 – Your Song by Tolba Phanem (African Poet)

They say when a woman of a certain African tribe knows she is pregnant, she goes to the jungle with other women, and together they pray and meditate until you get to ‘The song of the child.’

When a child is born, the community gets together and they sing their song. When the child begins his education, people get together and he sings his song. When you become an adult, they get together again and sing. When it comes to your wedding, the person hears his song. Finally, when your soul is going from this world, family and friends are approaching and, like his birth, sing their song to accompany it in the ‘journey’.

In this African tribe, there is another occasion when men sing the song. If at some point the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, take you to the center of town and the people of the community form a circle around her. Then they sing ‘your song’. The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment, is the love and memory of his true identity. When we recognize our own song, we have no desire or need to hurt anyone.

Your friends know ‘your song’. And sing when you forget it. Those who love you can not be fooled by mistakes you have committed, or dark images you show to others. They remember your beauty as you feel ugly, your total when you’re broke, your innocence when you feel guilty and your purpose when you’re confused.

Mini Saga – 2 – UBUNTU

This one is a famous story – story of a group of children and a basket of fruits.

An anthropologist had been studying the habits and customs of this tribe. He had finished his study and it was time to leave. He’d always been surrounded by the children of the tribe, so to help pass the time before he left, he proposed a game for the children to play.

He placed a fruit basket near a solitary tree and then asked kids to race to win it. But an unexpected thing happened. Instead of running madly towards the basket, like anyone of us who was participating would have done, they held their hands and ran together. After the so called race, they sat and ate fruits together. When questioned about what just happened, one kid very naturally said, UBUNTU.

What does UBUNTU mean? In their language it meant – How can one be happy when others are sad…?

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5 Comments leave one →
  1. Hema S permalink
    June 15, 2012 00:04

    Beautiful stories… helped me enjoy the deep breath 🙂

    Like

  2. Rashmi permalink
    June 15, 2012 00:08

    aajkal to ubuntu ki jagah utunbu chal raha hai – ‘how can I be happy when others are happy?’ 😛 wonderful sagas

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  3. Rihana permalink
    July 2, 2012 21:58

    Beautiful stories and amazing picture 🙂

    Like

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