Archive for November 16, 2018

The National Dialogue Season in South Sudan

Posted: November 16, 2018 by aljokd in Junub Sudan

By Malith Alier, Perth, Australia

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Friday, 16, 2018 (PW) – This is the conscience blasting in episode. The conscience is the inner voice that God whispers to us what is good and bad according to my hymns book of the Episcopal believe.

Moses Obusibiri ten years ago in a workshop told us that there was something wrong with the conscience of the people in what was aspiring to be a country of its own – Southern Sudan. “There is no good advice that the world has not given to your country however, There is something wrong with the conscience of your people and until that changed you won’t see progress,” he said. Well, that was ten good years past.

2008 was truly well into the interim period and the referendum was fast approaching for the people of Southern Sudan to decide their future in the united old Sudan that was believed to oppress them! Come 2018 and the National Dialogue (ND) grapples with the issues which caused bloodshed, displacement and a couple of peace agreements to fix the broken nation some people referred to as “promised land. ” Promised by who? (more…)


By Awuol Gabriel Arok, Juba, South Sudan

 

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Friday, November 16, 2018 (PW) —my neighbor’s kid snobbery journey into the bizarre land of human hunters and his holmic escaped from the fence of slavery is part of the desolated stories experiences by many victims of abduction and kidnapping.

If one could swear before the Almighty God, absolutely those people killed his father and burnt their house.

They are the one that killed his father before they kidnapped him at the tender age of 5 during the dark cover of the night and inhumanly dragged him along the elephant grasses toward the unknown destination.

In a flashy recap, he and his parents had just had a soft evening meal of a mashed pumpkin.

Few minutes before they went to sleep, his grandfather narrated to the family’s members how his childhood and adulthood days were spent before the blanket of aging cover much of his once energetic body.

After few minutes of interlude the aging giant abruptly raised his voice and said “this boy is precisely who I was during my childhood”

Just after that the victim who was a toddler of five years crafted into the beautifulness of the life journey. (more…)