Once upon a time my friend Sadala asked me to help him out with a loan. We sent mails back and forth with business plans and loan conditions. I didn't have the faintest idea of what I was talking about. After designing a whole payback scheme I transferred all my savings to Mbeya, Tanzania.
It took few months before I heard anything. Business was a little tougher than expected and income didn't allow for paybacks yet. Sometimes later again I got news of Sadala's firstborn. She was called Selma after me, or little Selma. Pride got a new meaning the day I got the news. I wanted her to be the happiest, brightest, prettiest girl in the world.
Years of mails, phonecalls, SMS's have passed and I never got a chance to see the little girl, not even a picture. Life turned better and debts paid off. Sadala and I met for few days last August. Long distance friendship has never worked so well before. And today, blessing from the sky, Little Selma's photo...
