Osadandaula 'No Worries'

I want to live in a place when you wake up to the smell of the freshest morning air, fire wood being burnt and the sound of people laughing and singing. Where everyone smiles at you and everyone is your brother or your sister and the sound of reggae beats makes you dance in the hot bright sun. Where you eat fresh fruit every day carried on the heads of the women wearing the most beautiful patterned bright coloured materials. Where you watch the fisherman catch your dinner in the peaceful lake of paradise. As the sun sets you smoke a blunt of gold with the rastas to the sound of drums and you realise your worries mean nothing. I want to live in Malawi.