Receiving a sack letter from your employer in this challenging economy is something many cannot withstand, but for me, I got my job reinstated with the help of a defined process. Read my story
January 2025 is still fresh in my memory. At that time, I was working in a rice milling factory in Mwea, Kirinyaga.
The sound of the machines, the smell of rice husks, and the steady flow of work gave me a sense of belonging.
That job was not just about earning a salary. It was my way of supporting my family, paying school fees for my younger siblings, and slowly building a better life.
But then, something unexpected happened. A few of my colleagues, for reasons I couldn’t fully understand, plotted against me. They accused me of wrongdoings I had not committed.
They said I had interfered with company records and gained from it. Their words made me look guilty, even though in my heart I knew I was innocent.
Suddenly, I felt the respect I had earned begin to fade, and people around me looked at me with doubt.
Soon after, I was called to face the disciplinary committee. The room felt heavy as I entered. The panel members sat quietly, their faces hard to read.
I tried to explain myself, but it felt as though my words were not reaching them. My accusers seemed prepared, and for every answer I gave, there was another statement against me. By the end of the meeting, I could sense that my future in the company was slipping away.
Then came the email. It was short, yet it carried a weight I could hardly bear. It asked me to report to the HR office the next day to collect my termination letter.
Reading it, I felt my chest tighten. I thought about my family, the children relying on me, and the shame of returning home without a job.
That night was long and restless. I could not close my eyes without seeing everything I had worked for falling apart.
A close friend, seeing my pain, spoke to me about a man called Shaba Mangube. He described him as a traditional doctor with wisdom and powers beyond what most of us could explain.
At first, I wasn’t sure whether to believe or not, but I was desperate. I needed hope, even if it came from a place I had never tried before. So, in the quiet hours before dawn, I went to find him.
The doctor welcomed me warmly. His small room was filled with the scent of herbs and smoke, and a calm silence hung in the air.
He listened to my story without interruption, his eyes steady as though he already knew what was troubling me. When I finished, he nodded slowly and said the trap set against me would not succeed.
He gave me a charm wrapped carefully in cloth and told me to walk into the HR office with courage the next day. It was in that moment that I truly felt I had met Shaba Mangube Doctors, whose name many people whispered about.
When morning came, I went to the office with a heavy heart but a small hope hidden in my pocket. Each step towards the HR desk felt slow, as though I was walking through water. I expected to be handed my dismissal letter, but instead, something else happened.
The HR manager looked at me in a different way. Her voice was softer than I had ever heard it. She said the CEO sent his apology for what had taken place. She told me my record was clean and that the company had even decided to promote me.
I sat in silence for a moment, unsure if I had heard correctly. But then she gave me the promotion letter, and the truth became clear.
What had been prepared as a moment of loss turned into a moment of lifting. The same office I had feared became the place where my life was changed.
Walking out of that building, I felt light. The whispers of those who had wished me harm no longer carried weight. Instead, I held a new position in the company.
I could not explain fully how it had happened, but I remembered the words of Shaba Mangube. His spell, his work, or perhaps his blessings had turned my situation around.
Even today, when I look back, I still feel both the fear of those days and the calm that followed. I know that something greater than myself moved on my behalf.
Through that experience, I learned that sometimes help comes in ways we do not expect, and hope can rise when it seems there is none.
