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Vision for a Large-Scale Agriculture Project

In mid-April 2025, Eshaya Alfull, the founder of Mountains’ Path for Peace (MPP), visited the Nuba Mountains in Sudan to present MPP’s vision for a large-scale agriculture project by engaging with various stakeholders, including regional authorities in the Nuba Mountains. The purpose of this visit was to establish a platform for representatives of regional authorities and non-governmental organizations (NGOs) in the region to share their experiences in agriculture and humanitarian crisis within the area.

Additionally, the event aimed to assess the humanitarian challenges faced by internally displaced persons and inform all stakeholders, including regional government, county commissioners, international and local NGOs, and other authorities involved in the humanitarian response, about the large-scale agriculture project in the Nuba Mountains.

Erre IDP Camp in Hieban County. Photo by MPP

Mountains’ Path for Peace (MPP) has formulated a two-phase response strategy to address the humanitarian crisis in the Nuba Mountains. The initial phase will encompass a six-month food distribution response, followed by a five-year sustainable agriculture initiative. This approach aligns with the recommendations of Refugee International, which emphasizes the importance of providing food and other humanitarian aid to strengthen resilience, support crop growth, and combat future food insecurity.

The Nuba Mountains stands out as one of the few regions in Sudan where robust aid and agricultural development are feasible. MPP is committed to collaborating with various stakeholders, including the Secretariat of Agriculture, non-governmental organizations (NGOs), and faith-based organizations within the Nuba Mountains. The primary objective of this collaboration is to execute a comprehensive agriculture project that will substantially enhance resilience, boost crop yields, and mitigate the risk of future food insecurity within the region.

The Mission of Peace

‘Friends, I travelled Home, I travelled with the mission of Peace’

I am writing this piece of writing to my best friends in diaspora, including South Sudan, Uganda, Kenya and Edinburgh in the UK. I travelled home; the exact location of this place is Ndra. Ndra is a small, beautiful village in the Nuba Mountains, Sudan. I have travelled home with a message of Peace and love. After two flights from Nairobi, Kenya, to Yida, South Sudan, I travelled in a Land Cruiser, locally known as Buffalo. We were six in the car, two of us, Kajo and I came from Nairobi, Pastor Abdulaziz was from visiting his family in Arua, Uganda, Wael, our diver from Heiban County and co-driver Kanu Adlan, who’s from western Jabal. The other one was a returnee who fled the conflict in the Nuba Mountains to Yida refugee Camp in South Sudan. Lastly, Kalo who is a staff for SGR. “What is SGR?” one of the passengers asked. Swiss Global Relief is one of the few humanitarian organizations operating in the region. Kalo answered. 

I was emotional throughout this journey; Co-driver and I took the back seat as land cruiser cruises to Nuba Mountains. I could remember all the moments and memories of the village I was going to. There was also a pleasing feeling of familiarity and a sense of a warm welcome in everything I could think about. I saw people greeting me warmly. I saw them reminding me of the length of my absence and thousands of miles I had traveled. I saw the tears on their faces and heard my cousin sisters crying in my arms. I heard them telling me how I had been missed. I heard my grandmother calling and talking to God in our local language, I heard her saying, “God, you are great; God, you created heaven and earth,” and she then said, “Things are better now; I have returned.” I could feel tears flowing down on my face.

I was both tensed and emotionally happy. When this became uncontrollable, I put on my AirPods and started listening to my Amapiano playlist; unfortunately, this did not help. Tears once again started flowing down my face unknowingly. The co-driver asked, “Are you okay, son?” quickly with my both hands, I wiped away the tears on face.  As we travelled, I could see through the car window and remember all the hills and rocks we used to climb and jump over. All I could see, was the trees and falling leaves welcoming me. When I reached home, my grandmother yaya couldn’t believe that I arrived.

Very weak in my feet I got out of the car, everyone around me became emotional. I couldn’t hold back my tears, unbelievably my grandmother hugged me tied and started praying for my safe arrival. My stepmother emotionally asked, “where have you left your aunt?” she was referring to my late aunt who passed away at MP Shah Hospital in Nairobi. My cousins Almina and Siwa kept weeping over my shoulders. At long last, the long journey, and all the emotions came to an end. At night, I couldn’t take away my eyes from the sky, I saw stars, all the stars my grandmother used to show me when I was young. I didn’t feel lonely anymore, I felt at home. I could look up at the moon and not remember seeing it in all the countries as I restlessly journeyed through. The stars in the sky, I never remember them looking the same as I viewed from my own home village.