What I saw that day still plays in my mind like a movie. I was not part of it. I didn’t steal anything. I didn’t fight anyone. I was only doing my shopping like any normal person — until I heard that scream.

And to my shock, it was my own cousin. Crying. Shouting. Begging for forgiveness. On the cold supermarket floor. All because of a Ksh 300 bra she had stolen.

Let me tell you exactly what I witnessed.

A Normal Morning

It was just a normal morning. I had gone to town to buy soap and cooking oil. I passed by a supermarket I like because it’s not too busy, and their clothes section has good deals.

I had only been inside for maybe 10 minutes. I was just comparing prices of detergent when I heard it…CONTINUE READING