About Vuto_MSK

Biography

I started off writing rap lyrics but as the great Andre 3000 said, "16 bars isn't enough." I love that I live in a world where I'm allowed to document even my wildest of imaginations. I and only I have been the inhibitor of my potential, it must come to and end. Here we go!

Name:
Malama Kangwa
Sex:
Male 
Age:
25
Sign:
Aries
Relationship Status:
In a Relationship
Location:
Lusaka City, Zambia
Local Time:
26 Jun 2017 07:13
Interests:
Indie Rock
Crime Drama Tv Shows
Anime
Thriller Novels
Hip Hop
Favorite Books:
Bad Love - Jonathan Kellerman
False Impression - Jeffery Archer
Master of the Game - Sydney Sheldon
Favorite Authors:
Jeffery Archer
Sydney Sheldon
Jonathan Kellerman
Favorite Movies:
Shutter Island
The Departed
Up
Lion King 2
V for Vendetta
Favourite TV Shows:
Family Guy
House M.D.
Lost
Homeland
Silicon Valley
Favorite Music:
One Republic
Big Sean
Cee-Lo Green
Emeli Sande
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24 Nov 2015
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Stories:
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The Lollipop Gangster

It was the turn of the century before bubble gum filled lollipops had become the obsession of every Zambian child. Cola flavoured lollipops were all the rage back then. I would never quite go as far as saying I would have done anything for one, but I did do something quite shameful once. It was a hot summer morning in the city of Ndola. My mother had just sent me to the neighbour’s house...

Added 20 Apr 2017 | Category Memoirs | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 115 | 5 Comments

In the Bitterness of Breaking Dreams

I believe in nightmares that consume by day, leaving one bitter I am wide awake, yet it’s only my regrets I see clearer I walk alone in a tunnel I was promised would be littered with glitter I see no light exude, of course that excludes, my hope’s last glimmer . I was told the future belongs to the youthful I now suspect it might not have been truthful "I should have faith and that...

Added 30 Mar 2017 | Category Poetry | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 99 | 2 Comments

The Damned: Chapter 3

Nsansa was right when he said I would be blamed for Uliya’s death. The young blossoming and fertile second wife of my husband had succumbed to a mysterious fatality, and I was the only witness.   A hundred villagers surrounded us as we sat on the ground. Uliya’s mother wept violently on my far right, and four elders sat in front of us.  As I expected, my husband passionately vouched for me....

Added 13 Feb 2017 | Category Fantasy | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 140 | 3 Comments

The Damned: Chapter 2

I hated how beautiful she was. I hated her sleek, slender figure, her caramel skin, her and her long dark hair. Traditionally men couldn’t stand the idea of a slender wife. However, for a farmer like my husband, a slender wife was ideal.             I was a tiny little twig when I got married. When I married Nsansa, I ate as farmers’ wives did. There was always something to sink my teeth...

Added 18 Jan 2017 | Category Drama | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 165 | 4 Comments

The Damned: Chapter 1

I knew he loved me. He treated me better than most young men did their wives in our village. But I couldn't help but envy the admiration he had for Amaka. Sometimes I felt like he adored Amaka more than he did me. Amaka was the most loved soldier in our village, and it didn't take a prophet to see it. As I heard screaming and clapping, I knew why my husband had left the room we often laid...

Added 15 Dec 2016 | Category Supernatural | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 159 | 4 Comments

The Single Child

As I live and breathe, so do these animals and trees. Now I perform a palm read, on the veins of these leaves. And it will tell me, the wrongs of my breed. I can hear her soul, she cries for me to aid her. But our kind is convinced, we are the single child of Mother Nature. A child greedier than no other, we decorate our homes, But pillage that of our mother, and act...

Added 22 Nov 2016 | Category Poetry | Votes 7 | Avg Score 5 | Views 122 | 6 Comments

No Room for Romance

If he knew it was going to be his last movie, Oshiro Akiyama would have watched something more uplifting than a horror. Oblivious to the dangers that awaited him in his own home, he walked casually into his one bedroom apartment and locked the door behind him. He turned off the lights, took off everything except his boxer shorts and climbed into bed. Mere seconds after shutting his eyes,...

Added 10 Nov 2016 | Category Horror | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 188 | 3 Comments

Murder Scene

Dedicated to Anthony Chansa, challenge accepted! “Please don’t rattle any feathers with this one Maria,” I begged. Maria Sposcic was generally thought of as the best detective in the department. Unfortunately for the large majority of bureaucrats on the force, she had a very provocative personality. She was a moderately attractive woman in her late thirties. She'd probably look more...

Added 28 Oct 2016 | Category Crime | Votes 6 | Avg Score 5 | Views 168 | 4 Comments

The Voice in the Wind

I lay in bed, breathing deeply, hoping it would distract me from my excruciating headache. Pieces of the only food I had an actual craving for floated in a bucket of vomit by my bedside. “God, why me?” I whimpered. A strong wind forced the curtains away from my window and over my body. It traveled from my feet to my ears. It whispered dominantly, “Why only acknowledge me when you think...

Added 16 Oct 2016 | Category Micro Fiction | Votes 12 | Avg Score 4.92 | Views 265 | 8 Comments

Cook De'Kane: The Invisible Flame

His presence was as discomforting as foretold. His cold and emotionless eyes pierced right through her. She had been warned of his dead stare but the forewarning gave her no upper hand. She was in absolute discomfort and he was enjoying the control. His name was Cook De’Kane, ‘The Invisible Flame’. A ruthless but often mute assassin with a reputation for making his hits look like accidents....

Added 13 Oct 2016 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 134 | 4 Comments

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Posted: 24 Jun 2017 05:30
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starchild
Posted: 09 May 2017 09:47
starchild
Posted: 09 May 2017 09:47
starchild
Posted: 09 May 2017 07:30


Thanks, beautiful :)
rune
Posted: 08 May 2017 23:51
Good day, Malama :)









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rune
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starchild
Posted: 12 Apr 2017 04:17


thank you
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Posted: 11 Apr 2017 21:20
starchild
Posted: 08 Apr 2017 02:41
If those are too big feel free to delete! Lol. Sorry! :)
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