21Sep
18 July 2012
Today is the first day of Ramadhan. The twilight sky starts to appear and there is nothing I want more than to go home and prepare food for the break of my fasting. This year I spend the Ramadhan on my own, far away from home.
18Aug
I have been living in this village for almost 7 months now, but I am not even close to mastering the local Chichewa language.
1Aug
A woman of around twenty years old wearing a black dress and shabby flowerish chitenje is in the consultation room. A baby is sleeping on her lap. She hands me a small orange book with a torn cover.
7Jul
My alarm clock rings and wakes me up. I rub my eyes to keep away the bad dream I had. I look at the watch, it’s 06:30 AM and I realise that I have overslept. It’s Tuesday, the very day that I don’t want to be late. Tuesday is the day for antiretroviral (ARV) initiation.
25Jun
A typical Monday for me begins with a 4WD ride, heading over unpaved roads from the small town of Thyolo to Thekerani village where I spend most days of every week working.
Nowadays, it has been very cold . Last May, the rainy season has ended and the thick fog marked the beginning of winter.
