Muzakah is the little boy of Zimba the lion. He is a curious, inquisitive and adventurous little one. He asks too many questions and wants to know the answer to so many riddles that plague his infant mind.
Muzakah takes a look at the mountains and demands to know from his mother Mizat what is behind those high and towering mountains. He looks up and watches for Iong periods of time the birds soaring in the sky, then he bothers his mother with, where do the birds go in the night, what are they seeking for up there in the sky, why can’t he Muzakah fly like a bird. At the drinking hole, where the family goes to drink water and the parents to hunt for food, Muzakah wants to know what is at the depth of the water.
Muzakah stares into the water and sees another little lion staring up at him. He glares at it, and it glares back. He snarls at it, and the brave little lion in the water promptly snarls back fearlessly. Muzakah wants to know who the insolent little cub in the water is, he wants to know who his parents are? ls his father stronger than Zimba his own father?
To all his questions, his mother has a simple answer, ‘Patience my little brave one, when you grow up, you will know the answer to all your questions’. But restless Muzakah felt that his mothers placating answers were too compromising. He therefore decided to go and discover these unknowns by himself. One evening, when his parents have gone hunting for food. Muzakah left their lair, and headed for the water hole. Immediately he left the den, he ran into Jumbo, the elephant, who nearly trampled with its heavy foot. Muzakah luckily escaped this near brush with death.
He continued along the track, and suddenly a tiger snarled at him, and chased him quite a distance up the track before letting him go panting on his way. The breathless little Muzakah took a turn in the track, and bang!. there was mean old Bbunkea the rhinoceros. It snorted fiercely and charged the little lion cub, nearly goring it. Muzakah nimbly jumped out of the way of the charging bull, lost his balance and fell. He rolled down a steep slope and ended up in a muddle in the drinking water hole swamp. Mud in the eye, mud in the mouth, mud in the ear, spitting and coughing, little Muzakah was dragging himself out of the swamp when, snap, snap. Agu lyi whose siesta in the swamp he had disturbed by his noisy arrival came after him. Ill tempered and grouchy, its wide mouth and mighty teeth came dangerously after the little cub, snap snap. Hastily little Muzakah clambered unto the bank.
He sat there for quite a while, panting, whizzing and spitting mud. He felt quite small, low in spirit and frightened. Eventually he painfully dragged himself up and fearfully started crawling home. Jumping out of hi
