I Shall Paint My Nails Red

Because a bit of color is a public service.

Because I am proud of my hands.

Because it will remind me I’m a woman.

Because I will look like a survivor.

Because I can admire them in traffic jams.

Because my daughter will say ugh.

Because my lover will be surprised.

Because it is quicker than dyeing my hair.

Because it is a ten-minute moratorium.

Because it is reversible.

By Carole Satyamurti

Published by Msdedeng

At 41, I am still figuring out life: my place in society, my career path, a family of my own, any many others things. Heck, I am still trying to make friends in California; a place I moved to 3 years ago. I am currently in a Community College to make up for the many years I missed school while in Africa (Uganda). I intend to transfer to university next year and double major in History and English. I lead a very ordinary life; a normal day is spent doing school assignments, hiking, or reading. My favorite thing to do is walk! Short walks or long walks it does not matter. Walking allows me to think about things - anything! My love of walking comes from where I grew up, a small village in northeastern Uganda. It is still one of the most remotest areas I will ever know, and couldn't even start comparing what life is like there to say a place like California. Walking was all I did while growing up! I walked for miles to school, to church, to the shops, to the borehole to fetch water, and to the market. It was quite an adventure unlike any other - so you now understand my love for walking.

49 thoughts on “I Shall Paint My Nails Red

  1. I love learning more from you and about you. Learning new things each day is how we should live our lives each day, isn’t it?
    Have an amazing day and thank you for your well wishes!

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  2. Crazy how we learn from each other. I have seen a different view and take on the world. Really interesting!
    You have a good day dear Kally, and congratulations again on five years of blogging!

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  3. Ouch! Car doors, house doors, or doors for that matter are a pain to fingers. I have slammed doors on my fingers many times before and it really hurts.
    I love nail polish but it has never been practical on my fingernails, so I totally understand you only painting your toenails. I will admire it on other people’s fingernails though. πŸ™‚

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  4. I prefer my fingernails natural but my toenails painted. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ I’m always breaking fingernails anyway, but a few weeks ago I slammed a car door on one. It’s a horrible mess right now, and would be better painted.

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  5. Interesting what your friend says about red nail polish. I hardly wear nail polish let alone red, but the couple times I have worn it, I was in a rebellious mood, as if you scream “yes, I am a woman.”
    Funny, ah!

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  6. Yes it is Msdedeng. I have just googled bbc radio 4 and looked for desert island discs in search engine and brings up an array of past programmes. Hope you can get it there πŸ™‚

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  7. Guess what? I wouldn’t mind rain now, it has been boiling here 😦
    Looks like you already know the meaning of the song?
    Enjoy your weekend dear Margaret.

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  8. What good memories you bring me by mentioning that song. As a little girl, I remember my mum singing to it in the kitchen while she cooked. πŸ™‚
    Are you soaking up the sun?

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  9. Wow! This morning a song called Malaika sung in Swahili by Miriam Makeba was a song chosen by actress Helen McCrory on BBC Radio 4’s Desert Island Discs where each week a guest chooses favourite songs and at the end chooses what items they would like to bring with them on their desert island.

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