Nassa is such a wonderful friend of mine that I met when I volunteered the first time in Bagamoyo. I met him at the internet café and instantly new we would be friends. We share the same vibe and he is a soul brother for sure. Beautiful soul full of love and light and I am grateful for our friendship. We spend a lot of time sitting around and listening to music, one of my all time favorite things to do, and talking life.
He was born in Dar Esalaam where his mother was the 2nd or 3rd wife to his father who was Muslim, and has since “expired,” as they call it the same year my father also passed away. He was raised by his mother and saw his father a few times a year when he would either go visit him in London or his father would come to Tanzania. Although Nassa was raised Muslin he decided at the age of around 10 that he didn’t vibe and or connect with the religion and practice. He is a rasta at heart and you can tell he was raised by a wonderful, loving mother. He is a respectful guy that has a heart of gold and spirit of the earth and universe. We actually share the same birthdays too which is rare because I have only met maybe one other person with the same b-day as me. Pisces/Aries cuspers rock!!
He is a painter, artist and total hustler. I love it. He can find whatever you need most of the time, whenever you need it and he expects nothing but love and respect back. He spent his life trying to make ends meet which is why he is a true soldier, in my mind. He has studied off and on to be a safari guide and a painter, although when the money runs out, which id does in many cases with students who are supporting themselves, they have to discontinue their studies. It is such a pure shame and incredibly unfortunate and I have seen this many times with the locals that I meet.
Nassa has been an angle and wonderful friend who has been a strong support, he has helped introduce me to people, he found my house, he is my translator and English teacher and most of all, rasta brother.
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