Tuesday, June 17, 2008

THE MYSTERIOUS BEAST

By Pacharo Felix Munthali
"This is impossible, why but why?" It was not an occasion for merrymaking. The morning set up was nebulous. The atmosphere wore gloomy face. Dark clouds hovering in the sky bore witness as in masses came hurrying with blustery weather. Everyone was buried in the garbage of perplexity. Even the comic Chilekwa's lips were all cemented together; failing even to utter the simplest standard one shaggy dog story. The milieu was ferocious. Everything around was restless.
Chief detective Inspector Nkwerero's face played host to the rays of the sun, which was beginning its voyage of climbing the horizon, followed by the expression of infuriation due to the piercing manner the rays tormented his slender but aged-face. He screwed his face in contours of fury and uncertainty. His compounded eyes were strangely almost popping out and seemed red with rage than any time in his profession. Thirty solid years!
"The fourth murder case two days after the previous one in the same precinct," blared Nkwerero, his archaic moustache as if they had been practicing the whole night seemingly dancing to the tune of his anger. "It's impossible! We cannot tolerate this nonsense and allow our image and integrity to be dyed with all backsliding comments. Derogatory comments for that matter!"
This was the fourth murder within two weeks. Regaining the birthright of breathing in all cases proved futile and distant reality to the victims. What made the situation to nest even more conundrum ever thought, was that those that had joined the bandwagon of being killed were all police officers. Two of them were well-trained and fully groomed cops.
As if that did not carry huge weight, there was something that made policemen tremble with fever. Fever of fear! A thing that completed the situation to be covered with air that is but a misty. Whenever the killer claimed a policeman a victim there was always a note left. It is this note that made Chief Detective Inspector to perspire profusely. "You are next!" was what the entire note said.
"You have to track down this sinister," it was the Inspector butting in, whose anger intermingled with confusion to brew an expression on his face not enough to be put into lexical depiction. He moved around the group of the police officers like a preacher giving a scary sermon to the congregation that no matter what they do, hell remains their only destiny.
Sub Inspector Matiki all along had been quiet. He was thinking; his forehead welling up with sweat instantly. He was a stern man. Being talkative to him was a signpost of weakness.
"The more you talk, the more mistakes you are prone to make," most of the time he would say. Since joining the police service, he has been more of a go-getter than a conversationalist. To him action utters volumes than words.
He knelt down. Putting on the gloves, he niggled at the inscription like a laboratory technician observing microbes under the microscope. He looked at it, but could not make a tail out of it.
A chain of over-lapping thoughts amassed his mind, but no solution could mushroom to seal lips of doubting Thomases so that the vox populi should at least be spared from constipating after stomaching whole lot of stories carried out in the country's watchful media. Only when the fog of uncertainty would be cleared, freedom in his bones or complacency appeared to be shifting far beyond horizons.
"Fourth murder!" words of Nkwerero kept on lingering in his mind; he wiped away sweat from his forehead as a way of portraying the intensity of the parable at hand. He was furious to be in such a complex, a scenario in which probability of hope kept on fainting with every tick of the clock. It was like a gamble. Chances of being promoted and demoted in both extremes were skyrocket towering.
On the day the first police officer met his fate, inspector Matiki had been patrolling the same area. The next two murder cases happened when he went to Israel for a four day Modern Investigation Seminar. Now he was on the very same spot where the fourth police officer has been found motionless. Dead!
The silence of isolation, though at millipedes' pace started to shadow his confidence. But he still managed to sum up courage and flash a beam of smile in satisfaction at his invincible record in as far as trucking down of mysterious killers was concerned.
"I deserve a noble prize," he talked to himself.
He paced around the victim. He noticed something. Every time someone's life was terminated, a number of teeth were removed as well. The gums looked to be hosting deep wells, full of solidified brown blood. He wondered why that was a trend. Again, he was at pain to realize that only the law enforcers were the only victims. A wave of heat ran through Matiki's veins.
The man, pot-bellied was glued to the ground. He visibly seemed as though he was making a salute to the state president as the fury of knife went into his stomach. The blood had soaked the police uniform; the victim wore, beyond recognition. There were few hours since the attacker had done the damage to the victim's life. The permanent damage!
The man, now lifeless rejuvenated Matiki's mind on how they had struggled together in life. Offering each other a hand, they had ploughed through all stumbling blocks that colored education in Timwengeland. Through hard work, they reached the senior level of secondary education and did extremely outstanding. They were selected to the same university, but huge burdens of responsibility beckoning on their shoulders they did not go further. They joined police service. Now his friend was gone. For numberless time he held back tears. His mind wrestled, but nothing cropped up.
The frame of the person, motionless, facing upwards on the ground, inflicted the mind of Matiki with deep cuts of wounds. A volcano of tears almost coursed down his cheeks. As he re-examined the note "You are next!" a clear idea on how to track down the killer sprouted. The killer had made a gravel mistake; a stupid mistake for that matter. It was a blunder that even an amateur couldn't give a damn. During the last operation, the killer had written the inscription on the card baring his hotel room number.
"He is at Mchinchi Hotel, but how will I know him?" He asked himself.
Constable Chisi, who had been in the police for over 10 years, approached Matiki trudging tiringly.
"Sir Sub Inspector mat… the Chief Detective…says you should interrogate that frail looking man over there," Constable Chisi showing all signs of tiredness and lack of sleep in stammer conveyed the message. "The man witnessed the events as they unfolded."
"Coming!"
The man matched the description. Weak, scraggy but talkative was the simplified way the man could be described. At times, the man looked more of a lunatic rather than a person who can provide information that can lead to the apprehension of the suspect.
That evening, Matiki was on his way to Mchinchi Hotel. Tall and thin is the how the killer was described. The killer had shot the witness and thought he had been shot and died indeed. The witness had pretended that he had died, hence leaving him. The witness at the time was on duty as a guard. Four civilian police officers will be at various points. Two inside the hotel especially in bar and the other two outside at the car pack near the car that matches the description.
As they sat inside the bar, a young man, matching the description emerged and was going out. He was in black suit and putting on sunglasses yet it was at night.
They followed him out.
"Hands up!" the police officer outside called.
Then it was the exchange of fire. Two police officers were badly injured. Matiki jumped out and aimed at the killer, he was gunned down. Silence took over. Inside the bar women screamed and men trembled.
When Matiki came near the killer, his facial expression changed. It was Kuzonga. Almost his brother. Matiki because he was an orphan, who had lost both his parents when he was two was raised up by Kuzonga's parents.
"Kuzonga what is this?" Matiki asked his half-brother tears running down his cheeks for the first time in his profession.
"It's not your fault Matiki, I have to blame myself," with laboured breath Kuzonga, the mysterious killer said.
Silence reigned. The two police officers that were inside kept a distance from where Matiki and Kuzonga were. Blood was oozing from where Kuzonga had been shot. The two brothers were looking at each other like cocks that had been fight the whole day.
Within a blink guns rattled. Matiki was down. He had killed himself. Kuzonga had no option but to get his half brother's gun and killed himself as well.

IF MALAWI CAN CAPITALISAING ON OPPORTUNITIES

By Pacharo Felix Munthali
By the 2007 Africa was in its fourth year of strong economic growth. With higher oil revenues, strong commodity prices, and increased debt relief, Africa has continued to enjoy economic growth above five percent. Africa's GDP in the past six years, has outpaced global average. IMF says Africa is enjoying "its best period of sustained growth and lowest inflation since independence."
The outlook looks rosy. The forecast for the year 2008 is encouraging. During the world Economic Forum in South Africa, Trevor Manuel, South African Finance Minister said the forecast by the African Development Bank that Africa's economy will expand by 5.9% this year can be an underestimation. "The outlook in Africa is exceedingly bright," he said.
This is a clear picture that is in the offing. Just like Malawi, which has recently experienced tremendous economic growth in the democratic period, Africa's economic growth will be exceeding five per cent for the fifth consecutive year.
Amongst SADC countries Malawi came second to Angola, a country that relies mostly on huge oil reserves, in terms of economic growth last year. "For three successive years, Malawi has attained growth rate of over seven percent," Goodall Gondwe, the finance Minister had told parliament during the presentation of 2008/09 budget session.
Despite the country finding itself in political mudslinging and pull downs, the economy of the country has kept on growing. Between 1980s and 2004, said the Finance Minister, the country's exports "stagnated at between US$400 and US$500 million. But in 2007 a record of US$ 700 was reached. This entails that more than be done to achieve even more.
At a time when the world is facing all economic ills, the landscape for Malawi looks promising. Perhaps apart from oil crisis and soaring food prices, there is one impediment in Malawi's path – 2009 general elections. This is a time for economic make or break. As President Thabo Mbeki pointed out during the World Economic Forum political instability is one of the major risks that impacts Africa negatively. Kenya is most recent example. Malawi needs to tread meticulously.
The just ended 18th World Economic Forum which attracted more than 800 participants was aimed at looking at the challenges that Africa has to deal with if "it is to be seen as a reliable and competitive partner in global economy." Thus Africa believes that for it to capitalize on opportunities on the global market, its "globally-attuned agenda" has to be built on five core pillars namely, re-engineering growth, unfinished business, innovate or perish, partnership without borders, and licence to lead.
According to experts, with all these pillars, and put into good approach, a boom of buzzing economic activities is likely to accelerate economic growth.
"Building on the tremendous progress Africa has made over recent years, opportunities abound despite existing obstacles," BØrge Brende, Managing Director of World Economic Forum, said.
President John Kufuor of Ghana said that the opportunity for Africa was immense, with President of Burundi Pierre Nkurunziza saying Africa is a rich continent and it has no right to be poor.
These are sentiments Malawi leader has now and again said. The president has always said Malawi is not poor but it is the people who are poor.
The outlook of Malawi is very clear. "The international experts," according to Goodall Gondwe, "forecast that the figure [exports] could exceed US$ 800 million this year and when Kayelekera becomes fully operational, total exports could pass the US$ one billion mark by 2010."
Malawi has for long been perceived as having no minerals. Today the story is different – there are more minerals. In a decade to come, subject to power availability and political will in relevant issues, mining activities will be buzzing. In recent years Malawi's economy growth has managed to outpace those countries having abundant minerals.
Malawi needs to capitalize on opportunities as they are coming. Agriculture is that good area that Malawi is trying. For long time the country despite having abundant water and land resources, hunger has always hit her. At times the country has been importing more than the exports.
This year the Ministry of agriculture has a lion's share. But it is unique as well. The irrigation sector tops the allocation within the ministry. A fully-fledged irrigation needs to be undertaken. There are many opportunities. The minimum tobacco and cotton prices have been encouraging. In his return from Japan, the president challenged Malawians: "every grain of rice produced will be sold."
Diversification to counter all sorts of risks is important. With the coming of China, another door has opened for Malawian products. Japan is interested in Malawi, of course, like never before. The market for Malawian products looks to be widening.
Japan currently is helping Malawi in her quest for road network expansion. A good road network and vibrant agriculture sector, coupled with government's good relationship with donors, especially in a country where minerals are promising, is a good march towards the land of Canaan.
The opportunities are enormous. As president Kufuor said during the just ended World economic forum, good coordination is vital for Africa to realize its potential to the opportunities available.
Local business players must emulate Mulli Brothers. Some few months ago, the brothers were in the Middle East, where they took part in a trade fair. There, they exhibited their products from Malawi. When they came back to Malawi, they were afraid. Malawian products are on high demand. They capacity is limited. In Japan the same story emerged – more products are needed. More local investors need to be encouraged to take part. More needs to be empowered. Government and other relevant players can help these local business men, especially those that have the will to expand like the Mulli brothers. These are opportunities the nation needs not to miss.
As African countries are pondering on the next step – how to maintain its economic growth, more work is expected. There is the challenge of translating the economic growth to the welfare improvement of the people. This probably one of the hurdles the fast growing economies are facing.
Relying on raw commodities is another hurdle that exposes Africa's economy to the harm of world commodity prices fluctuations and haphazard and hazard climatic unpredictables. In the report dubbed Africa@risk released before the forum, the experts of Global Risk Networks, said Africa was facing twenty-six interconnected global risks, out of them four are said to be critical for Africa's future. These include food insecurity, political instability, external economic shocks and climate change.

OF VENDORS AND FLEA MARKET

By Pacharo Felix Munthali

It is an undisputable fact that the many times of life that the vendors clung to the streets, without any epitome nor lavish expression, made our once modest cities and, of course, our only municipality unhygienic to the degree that you could hardly walk more than 200 metres before you got entangled in a terrible malodorous.

The few toilets that are there are impaired to the extent that going into these toilets means ‘constructively’ putting your life at risk. As a remedy, after being architects of their own fate, the vendors and helpless citizens resorted to urinating on the walls of most buildings in our cities as if they were urinary drains.

Also, the ugly face that the benches brought to our cities cannot entirely be overemphasized either, hence the government needs to be pated on the back for the job well done. For removing hundreds upon fifties of vendors, which involved armed soldiers with millions of Kwachas being blown in the process, who can resist the temptations of joining the government on the dancing floor in jubilation?

Furthermore, the introduction of identity cards will surely help to discard the multitudinous population of illegal immigrants, who in the name of vendors are making a more decent living than their local counterparts.

Much as government is commended on the job not goofed, by successfully flashing out the vendors, I, for one, feels the whole episode of problems and expenses that were order of the day in our press before 15th April, 2006 could have been prevented long time back. Honestly speaking, until 15th April the question that kept on tommernting my brain had been: “who owns the flea markets?” I don’t mean that it was good to have the vendors on the streets nor that their should not occupy the flea markets, but the process that was involved in building the markets.

Unscrewing the whole mayhem blow by blow, from the word go, the whole issue, to some extent, was mauled by lack of thorough consultation between the vendors, on one hand, and the government on the other. Although we understand that it is the duty of the City Assemblies to ensure that our cities have better amenities, which in this context are flea markets, I feel the vendors being the direct beneficiaries were supposed to be in one way or the other.

It is a no longer a secret that every time government said they consulted the vendors, the latter would accused the government for giving false information in media. Gerald Chimutu, one of the vendors who went to Zimbabwe to learn from their counterparts, lamented in the Weekend Nation of 15-16 July, 2000 that the-then responsible minister told the press that construction of the markets was underway whilst the beneficiaries (vendors) were ignorant of the take off. Mind you, this was project planning period, yet disagreements had already overshadowed the whole process. Also, in the Daily times of 10th February 2006, Grant Phiri, chairman of Lilongwe vendors complained that the city Assemblies did not understand their problems at the same time, he said the problems were not forwarded to the right authorities. This translates that there was lack of direct communication between the beneficiaries (the vendors) and officials of Assemblies responsible.

These lamentations by the vendors cannot arise from the blues, hence sum up the depth of lack of consultation on the part of the government in as far as establishing of flea markets was concerned.

Whether it was negligence on part of planners or not it is not the bone of my contention in this article. Rather, the bottom line is that the assemblies forgot that issues of development that involve the whole range of people with different levels of thinking, reasoning, perception to the problems at hand are very sensitive.

As already stated, the whole higgledy-piggledy which was there before 18th April was preventable had it been that the vendors were involved from the beginning.

Sad to say, the vendors’ perception of their problems and their perceived solutions were either overlooked or intentionally neglected from the start. Even if there was any consultation, I feel it was a kind of Top-Down approach where the government just imposed solution on the vendor’s problem .As a result, it is not surprising that these magnificent markets, sooner than later, would have transmuted into national monuments. Why? This would have been like that as the vendors tried to ignore government’ directives since their perception of the problem was considered not worthy.

Back to issue of involving the vendors. This involvement would have empowered the vendors to share their opinions and identify their needs and problems, both among themselves and the city assemblies. Consequently, this would have enabled the vendors to have influence in decision-making, resulting in establishing of a general consensus between the vendors and the government. In the same regard, once both parties (the vendors and government) made a joint decision on the flea markets, it is unquestionable that such decision would have resulted into a more effective and readily acceptable solution.

The participation of the vendors in the project planning and implementation would have instilled the spirit of ownership, since the solution suggested would have been seen as more as more relevant to their needs.

In the same vein, the current issue of inadequate space would have been easily dealt with as the vendors would feel the ownership of the market. Unlike the current wrangles between the vendors and the government, where the latter was forcing the former to get into the market, which forced the press Trust to bring to halt the project. But if the participatory approach was used, it would have attracted more donors so as to the market being enlarged to accommodate the growing number of the vendors.

Last but not least, even though the vendors have been reallocated to their respective designated places there is still room for consultations. The government should call for constant meetings with the vendors. These strings of meetings might centre on issues like sanitation, security, inadequate space as well as other simmering issues that the vendors deem as problems.

Finally, the government through its assemblies should be aware that much as we are under the rule where people’s inputs are highly appreciated, the same tradition should follow suit in development projects where direct beneficiaries should be heard. In other words, people must be involved in their development projects if the realization of development for people not on people is to materialize.

Zomba CCAPSO students meet

By Pacharo Felix Munthali
Last Saturday, May 31 CCAPSO students from the whole of Zomba city had a get together function at the Zomba Catholic Secondary School aimed at "strengthening their spiritual life.
Speaking in an interview the organizing chairperson for the Zomba Zone, Gills Msiska said: "the function served two functions; bringing interaction amongst the secondary and college students, and as a way of reaching out to the students."
The event attracted students from Chancellor College, Malawi College of Health Sciences, St Luke's Nursing and Midwifery, Chinamwali Private Secondary school, Likwenu Community Day Secondary School, St. Mary's girls Secondary school and the host.
During the event, activities like poems, singing, drama and others were staged. Such gatherings take place every term of secondary school where students of Church of Central African Presbyterian (CCAPSO) from colleges and secondary schools come together and share their experiences in spiritual life.

Who should cut the emissions?

By Pacharo Felix Munthali
Standing on top of Zomba Mountain and focusing down the mountain, patches of baldness are evident. The once green mountain is haphazardly in hazard situation. The rate at which trees are cut down is appalling.
Every time one moves up and down the mountain, one meets people. They have loads of firewood be it on their heads or bicycle. Approaching one of them one of them, identifying himself as Amini Amidu he smiles.
"It's not that we want to be carrying firewood legally or illegally like this," he wipes sweat from his face as he is staggering. "Poverty should be blamed." The firewood helps them have some money, apart from cooking. The money generated helps them at least deal with household problems.
"Almost prices of everything are surging up, young man," he says as he points out that almost everything now needs money, apart from the air that we breathe for free.
The tale of Amidu is one of numerous tales that have been told and re-told. He is one of many people that knowingly or unknowing are ravaging forests. These are the very same forest that helps in reducing green house gases from the skies. Cutting down trees means more carbon dioxide and other green house gases are still in the air.
"An estimated 20 percent of emissions contributing to the climate change globally," says a government Press Release on World Environment Day 2008, "are as a result of deforestation."
The issue of global warming has more twists than an eye can see. As others are concentrating on industrial countries as largely responsible, others are pushing for the developing countries to play a leading role in the same.
For quite a long time, there have been more wrangles rather than the efforts in dealing with global warming. Last year in Germany the G8 leaders reached a consensus. They seriously considered on having a goal to half green house emissions by 2050. The European Union, Canada, and Japan agreed. But the emerging superpowers like China and India have vehemently refused by saying USA should promise to do more in cutting emissions.
This is the paradox that has always locked the world in its drive towards making the world green gas free arena. Up to 190 countries have reached a consensus that by the of 2009 a successor treaty to the Tokyo Pact, which binds thirty-seven advanced nations to cut emissions by the average of five percent below the 1990 levels by 2012.
The developed countries that are largely responsible for the better part of the problem are dilly-dallying. The developed countries some of them based on problems they are facing are committed towards solving the problem. But they lack capacity. They don't have the coping mechanism as the effects of the global warming are proving too much for them.
As the main international celebrations of the world Environment Day is going to be held in the city of Wellington in New Zealand, and in Mulanje in Malawi, it is high time the agenda was looked at. With grappling poverty how can we "give a human face to environmental issues and empower people to become active agents of sustainable and equitable development?"
People like Amidu have no choice, they say. Their only means of survival is through cutting down of trees and selling them, and make money not even enough to come above one dollar per day threshold.
Unfortunately the concept of empowerment is a contested one. It is not as simple as imposing ideas on the poor, who are wreaking havoc on the forests, by calling a meeting. It's about understanding their perception, problems, and how their feel the problems in the realm of deforestation can be dealt with. It's about making the poor owners of the projects and "support activities that are environmental friendly."
This coupled by what South African Environment Minister, Marthius Van Schalkwyk told the Reuters, in response to the three day meeting of the G8 and rapidly growing economies such as China and India comes as pressure piles for both developed and developing countries to tackle climate change, the poor are likely to be empowered.
He said: "In Kobe, we expect our partners in the G8 to champion the developing countries' cause by explicitly addressing the means of implementation (technology transfer and financing) that will enable and support mitigation and adaptation in developing countries at the scale required."
But it's not only about the poor. It is also about every one giving a hand. It's about the rich who offers readily available market. It is about making the rural electrification programme becoming a reality not at snails' pace, but making it a swift project. It is about making electricity affordable. The issue of renewable energy with little negative impact on the environment is what Malawians need.
If the problem of poverty, as Amidu feels it, is not addressed, little will happen. How can a hungry person be empowered? It is a question that needs critical weighing. With more than have of Malawi population living below poverty line, and a good number having limited access to land, more damage on forest is in the offing. More are encroaching these protected areas. More damage is being inflicted.
With Amidu poverty forcing him staggers down Zomba Mountain with firewood, countries like USA refusing to cut the emissions, more damage is being inflicted to the environment. The nation and the world must change the perception. It's everyone's responsibility to deal with the problem.
As the world is commemorating the environment day the question still lingers who should play a role in making the world a better place to live?

SAM, THE WONDERSOME CARTOONIST

By Pacharo Felix Munthali
Sam Manda: a pin-sized Youngman who seems as one of those young men who nothing unique to do in their life. But when he takes his instruments and brews a stunning artistic product it's when you realize that the young man is not just quiet, but quiet with quite skills that are rare.
He describes himself as a naturalist, but likely to jump into a pool of abstract art experts.
Born in 1985, Sam is a gifted cartoonist and illustrator with a rare talent in painting, who is slowly but surely climbing up in the artistic world.
Hailing from Malumbazika village, T/A Kapelula in Kasungu district, he is a third year Bachelor of Arts student who only realized his dream that he can use his talents to earn money recently.
"In 2005 Claim Mabuku wanted illustrators as such I decided to submit my samples for NAC-sponsored Tiwerenge Series," says a giggling Sam, adding that he was picked and drew cartoons for the book, Tithane ndi Edzi.
At his age, he has also helped in drawing illustrations for a form 3 Mathematics book at St. Andrews High School.
Last year he came out second in poster design competition that was organized campus with the financial assistance from National Aids Commission (NAC).
He is also the young man behind the illustrations that are appearing in the recent edition of Wasi Magazine. In fact he relishes working with a critic Chimombo.
"It's wonderful to work with Dr Steve Chimombo. Dr. Chimombo being a man with enormous critic eye makes me to prepare my work thoroughly. He has helped me a lot in nurturing my skills to another level," says Sam, adding that he is currently engaged in offering some social services to Umodzi Orphanage where he is equipping kids with various artistic skills.
As he continues soldiering on in the artistic world with determination to propel to the highest possible levels, Sam has many plans, but all are tied on his rare talent.
"I want one day to be the country's prominent artist, the way Brian Hara was. I want to start my own Artistic Company so that I should be helping uplifting the welfare of upcoming artists," reveals it all Sam, who is a staunch fan of Haswell Kunyenje.

ZANGA NZOWAWA

Wolemba Pacharo Felix Munthali
Ooo! ndikusowa poyambira ee!
Ndiri ku sekondale ndi anzanga timakonda kukambirana zambiri zokhuza tsogolo lathu. Nthawi zambiri podziwa kuti nkhanga zidapangana atambala asanakokolike, timakambirana zomwe tidzachite mtsogolo. Chimodzi mwa chinthu chomwe timakambirana chidali chokhuza ana angati omwe timafuana kuti tizakhale nawo mu banja. Pagulu lathu lonse ine ndi amene ndidali ndi masomphenya angaanga popeza ndimafuna ana osaponsera awiri pamene anzanga ambiri amafuna ana monga asanu nkumapita uko.
"Ha! inu ndiye ayi, wina akazagundidwa ndi maminibasi othamanga ngati akambukuwa, komanso winayo nkupenga ndi chamba chomwe anyamata amasiku ano akukwemba za inu ndiye zizathera pomwepo basi," Chidzete, m'modzi mwa anzanga amandinyogodola chomwecho nthawi zambiri.
Koma zomwe ndikuona lero, ha! ngati kuti khoswe wa moyo akuchokera mkamwa mwa m'busa ulariki uli mkati – zododometsa inu. Ndikuona ngati kuti dziko landida. Ndipo wanga ndikuona ngati ndi wakung'anjo yamoto basi poti ndingowaganizira zoipa anzanga makamaka anamageyaanyezi, inde anamamina yogati, ee!
Kukamacha kwa anthu ena odala tsiku lawo limakhala loti aphe makwacha kuonjezera upwepwete paukhumutcha wawo. Kukhala kwa ine, ntchito ikumakhala yoika ubongo wanga kukhalira m'mphanthi makamaka poganizira m'mene ndingapondere lamphawi, inde kupha matambala oti mwina nkudyako matemba m'malo mwantoliro.
Za ine oo! ndizovuta kufotokoza. Ine ndimati maloza, koma mkazi wanga akumazitcha mbonaona. Koma abale...
M'mawa tikamatuluka m'nyumba – ine, mkazi wanga komanso ana anga timakhala ngati kuti timu ya mpira wamiyendo kuphatikizapo anthu okhala pa benchi, kuli kukula kwa banja. Ndipo tikamatuluka mapoto kunzanso masupuni zimakhala zikusokosa ngati masapota ampira wa miyendo.
Abale! nditayamba bizinesi yokhoza njinga zoonongeka zakapalasa, zinthu kunena mwachindunji sizimandiyendera ingakhale pang'ono. Amayi anga adali okhuzidwa kwambiri. Pachifukwa ichi adayamba kuyetsayetsa njira zoti ine zinthu zindiyendere.
Apa ndi pamene tsiku lina munthu wangongole atandilanda zipangizo zopangira bizinesi yanga amayi adandiwuza za sing'anga ogona pamoto dzuwa likuswa mtengo osatuluka thukuta ingakhale pang'ono, eee! Adandiwuza kuti wachokera ku Tanzania. Adandisina khutu pondimemeza kuti iwo adapita kwa sing'angayo kuti akaombeze ndikuona ngati nane ndizakhalepo munthu woyenda tang'atang'a tayi atasanduka lamba.
Pamayambiriro ndimakana, koma ntibu wamavuto utandionetsa chomwe chidaletsa nkhuku kuseka ndidalola ndikupita kwa sing'angayo.
"Koma mterawu, ukagwiretse ntchito tsiku lomwe m'banja lako muzabadwe mwana wamkazi. Ukamwere pa mphambano, utapolamira chakumpoto," adatero sing'anga wakuArushayo.
Nkakumbuka zonsezi nyanja ya chisoni imapanga mafunde m'mtima mwanga. Lero ndine munthu woti ndiri ndi ana khumi komanso awiri. Kuonjezera apo, mkazi wanga ndiwoyembekezera. Kudikira chuma...
Ndayetsayetsa kumwa mtera uwu komanso uwo, koma tsoka iro palibe kusintha kwa ntundu wina kulikonse. Mwana wamkazi akusowa, ee! Komanso pamene mkazi wanga wafika zoti akhoza kuberekanso ndizoyikitsa moyo wake pachiswe cholusa.
Kumayadi konse ndikutamidwa osati ndikukhala ndi ana amphongo omwe angokhalira kumenyana, komanso mavuto omwe amadza kamba kakuchulukana kwa anawa.
Popeza kuti bizinesi siyimayenda ndidachiona kuti ndi chanzeru kuyamba kaye ntchito pamene ndikudikirira mwana wa mkazi. Apa ndipamene ndidapeza ntchito kwa Ahindirira, mwenye waku India.
Pokhala pamapeto pa mwezi, ndikantchito komwe ndimagwira kwa Ahindirira ana anayi adali akudikirira ndalama zoti akalipire ku sukulu zawo za sekondale. Naye amene ndidali ndingongole yake ya chimanga adali ataopsyeza kuti ngati sindimpatsa ndalama mwezi uno azanditenthera nyumba pamodzi ndi ana anga. Nawo ana apulayimale amafuna kundipomboneza kuti akuti ndiwapatse ndalama zoti aziripirira alonda. Awa ndidangowauza kuti akaone sitayiro kusulu konko, ee! Azikathawathawa, uku akumwa phala laurere, ee!
Pamene ndikuyandikira nyumba yanga, panthawiyi nkuti nthawi iri chamumanayini koloko ya usiku, ndikumva kulira konga ngati kuti munthu ali mu ululu wazaoneni, ee! Kodi ndi chiani? Ndiwachimanga? Ndidayiwalira amene timapanga nawo lendi nyumba adandiuza kuti ngati sindimupatsa ndalama lero andichotsa.
Koma ndisanakhote, anyamata azitho ngati kuti amakakha ndege, akundikanyanga pakhosi. Kenako ndalama zonse zapita. Ndikumva kulira kwa mkazi wanga, koma ndikulephera kuzuka. Andibaya ndi mpeni. Kuli phokoso loopsya.