Once upon a time in a small village of Luma, there lived different people. They were called different people because no one knew how they looked. Even they too did not know how they looked because only darkness existed in their land.
Even at that, the people loved and cared for one another. They did not mind that they had never seen each other at all, because of the darkness.
One day one person whom everyone in Luma believed to be the tallest because his voice always seemed to come from a higher position than everyone, told them, “My dear fellow villagers, are you happy? Because for many years I have not been happy.”
“I am as well not happy,” replied a small voice.
“Why are you not happy little one?” Everyone asked with eagerness.
The little one muttered, “I want to see everyone.”
Everyone in Luma wanted to see how another person looked like and how other things were. They were always imagining how beautiful it will be to be able to see everything in Luma.
“Let every single person here in our village pray,” said the tallest person.
One day passed… Two days passed… Three days passed… Four days passed… And a week passed still it was dark. Then they started crying. But they never gave up praying.
One morning, they woke up to a shiny light that was shimmering in their eyes. But after some hours their eyes started to ache because of the light. It was scorching hot and it burnt their eyes. They talked among themselves again.
“It’s so beautiful that we can see everything and everyone but this shiny thing up there is hurting our skin and eyes.”
They started a prayer for it again and again for days. One week passed and two weeks passed. When they thought that nothing would change, a big voice thundered to them from within the light, “I heard your voices and prayers and I will give you night to replace the sun.”
Since that day the shining light was divided into two; the day and night when it rises and sets. The little voice said to all,
“This thing is very shiny; can I call it the shining sunshine?”
“Yes, little one,” said the eldest man of all in Luma. “Let us be thankful for the beautiful sunshine.” He said this while looking at the little voice whom they could now see was from a little beautiful girl.
For a week they prayed a prayer of gratitude on receiving such a blessing. Just because they were thankful, they received more blessings of stars, the moon and flying birds in the sky. And since then, Luma had day and night; the day when the sun rises and the night when the sun sets to leave room for the moon and stars to shine.
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Wow… Amazing
Very beautiful, Nzuri sana.
Love from Tanzania too.
Thanks a lot