A fantasy.


It’s funny how in my dialect the word Mara means intestines/matumbo. The Maasai Mara is that place you ought to visit at least once in your lifetime. It should be like the Muslims Mecca. You might want to put it in your bucket list if you haven’t already done that because truth be told you won’t be disappointed. The list of wildlife here is endless and the open grazing lands so vast feel like you are inhaling oxygen double double. The road to Mara seemed surreal. It reminded me about a story in the winner and other stories. The story of Gatimu who lied to this Maasai girl that he loved her. She refused to get married to the man she was chosen for. Instead she took a bus to Mara only to find out that Gatimu had left for Tabora with his wife. Sad ending there.


That was the appetizer, so here comes the main course. Something about watching that multitude of wildebeest and zebras grazing in the savannah makes me want to fulfill a fantasy I’ve been carrying all along. Dress like a Maasai Moran place one leg on a grazing stick and pose with my herd 😂😂. My ooh my, just one word ‘grazing’ and here I am lost in my favourite memories. It’s a cold July morning, the cattle are mowing, the goats are bleating. They can hardly wait for us to take our breakfast. They feel that since they’ve given us the milk, we should do them the honors of taking them to the fields. We take our time though, feasting on the remnants of yesterday’s Ugali. We have gotten used to this their drama now ooh, oops or so we thought. Our dad’s serious face surfacing at the Kitchen entrance is enough to get us out of our breakfast high. We hustle the herd down the road giving them the stink eye. How could they make us abandon our breakfast? Don’t they know it’s cold and that ‘heat comes from the stomach? 😂😂’ Down, down we go to a grazing spot that we’d christened, ‘of fertilizer.’ There we let them have a field day. Turns out, each day is a field day. Now in my Dad’s grazing book rule number one was ‘stay on opposite sides.’ This was to ensure that we didn’t get carried away and start playing thus forgetting the business at hand which would lead to the herd invading nearby farms and destroying crops. But who were we? In our young minds, rules were made to be broken. No sooner had we arrived at the spot, than we were climbing trees driving them like we were competitors in the East African Safari rally championships. We knew so many rally drivers by names you’d think they were our next door neighbors. Time seemed to stand still; we got so engrossed in the rallying until suddenly we heard my dad’s signature throat clearing from a distance. The jumping from the tree and the subsequent scampering to our original positions happens in a split second. By the time he gets to where we are everything is in order. He thinks we’ve been religiously following his grazing book rule number one. If only he knew.


Grazing was so much fun. Sometimes the herd would get lost and we’d do some voodoo of spitting saliva on your palm and then hitting the saliva with your forefinger. Follow the saliva’s direction and voila, you’d find the lost herd. Other times you’d have to involve ‘Wakagukua’ otherwise known as the butterfly pupae and she’d point to you the direction. Besides these calamities we’d eat wild berries, wild passions, goose berries and also roast maize in a ‘kinugi.’


This one day though, has never stepped out of my memories. It’s the day we decided to return the flock earlier than usual. We were ordered to go back and come back with together with darkness. That was the day that darkness became a very fond visitor. However, on this other day as the sun settled over the Mara, one thing was crystal clear; I’m gonna ‘nduthis’ time and time again.

Maasai Mara is one of the most famous and important wildlife conservation and wilderness areas in Africa, world-renowned for its exceptional populations of lion, African leopard, cheetah and African bush elephant. It also hosts the Great Migration, which secured it as one of the Seven Natural Wonders of Africa, and as one of the ten Wonders of the World.
The Greater Mara ecosystem encompasses areas known as the Maasai Mara National Reserve, the Mara Triangle, and several Maasai Conservancies, including Koiyaki, Lemek, Ol Chorro Oirowua, Mara North, Olkinyei, Siana, Maji Moto, Naikara, Ol Derkesi, Kerinkani, Oloirien, and Kimintet.

Source: Wikipedia


Photo credits: Authentic Fitness and Adventures.

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Published by Nyar Kaheti

Born and raised on the picturesque slopes of Mt Kenya, Nyar Kaheti is your girl next door vibe kind of girl. She enjoys reading, writing, hiking, and listening to country music among other things.

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