I thought I had seen everything. But what happened in Kayole this week? I am not sure whether to cry, laugh or scream. It was on Monday afternoon around 4pm when I passed by a plot along Matopeni Road, just a few meters from the main junction.
People were shouting, running and pointing at a man who had climbed out of a septic tank dripping wet, carrying a dusty subwoofer, a pair of shoes, and an iron box.
The stench was unbearable. Yet what shocked us most wasn’t where he was coming from. It was what he said.
The man knelt on the grass and started begging. “Please forgive me. These things are mine, but not really mine. I took them. And since then, my whole body has been burning.”....CONTINUE READING