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Never argue with a quiet man!
2005-06-12 07:31:51
By Rose Mwalongo
I have often and repeatedly enjoyed life and its drama. In most cases I have been generous enough to share the drama with you, my respected readers. Once more allow me to share some of it.
A friend of mine was going to work by bus when suddenly her mobile phone rang. May I remind you the bus was going through Manzese where the Cambridge Institute for Promising Pickpockets is located.
And so, while she was still talking on her mobile phone, some Cambridge Manzese pickpocket snatched it, and using his marathon of experience disappeared into thin air.
Two hours later, the thief was in town this time looking for a customer, and as fate had it, a gentleman bought the expensive gadget and left, later that evening.
The devastated lady returned home with the sad news to her husband. Fortunately, the husband understood enough, and comforted his better half that she shouldn’t worry after all he had bought her another handset for a rather reasonable price.
And voila, he dug deeper in his bag and picked the new hand set. However, before handing it over to his wife, he took his handset and dialed his stolen handset number and guess what, the newly bought handset began calling while displaying husband on its screen!
What a drama! Actually, the handset had returned to the house after all!
Another drama revolves around a home girl who was travelling to Dar.
While seated on the back of the family pick-up, someone quickly snatched her bag and as you can probably guess, the Cambridge Manzese trainee ran as fast as his ugly legs could take him and disappeared into thin air, where he met with his companions and opened the luggage.
However, as they opened it, they were shocked to see a photo of one of their friends with the lady inside.
For the first time in their ugly lives, the guys did a dignified thing by returning the bag to their friend who coincidentally was the lady`s brother. What a drama?
Big boys and girls, the two dramas above give us something to think about. For once we must always fear the unknown.
There are times in our lives that we do bad things to others not knowing that they are directly or indirectly related to us.
There have even been times when some human beings insulted the old man they met inside the bus while going to pay bride price only to find later on that the old man was their host, the father in law himself. You can imagine the shock and the agony the son in law to be went through.
I personally ran through a similar experience as I went to a hospital. My brother had driven the car as we went to the government hospital to see a cardiologist.
At the time, there were very few doctors in that field, and if I am not mistaken there was only a single machine at that government hospital which test, the movements of the heart.
A relative of ours had asked us to arrive the earliest lest we faced a queue, and so we followed his advice. However while parking at the hospital grounds, someone with a posh car knocked the back of our car.
You should have seen how my brother reacted to him as he cursed the driver in all languages in the book. He called him foolish, stupid, and ignorant and all the names you can imagine, bad ones of course.
Despite everything, the driver humbly apologized to us and even promised to repair the damage. And so we took his phone number and promised to call him later.
Things seemed to move OK, and little did we know what lay ahead of us. For immediately then, we met our host who told us to wait for the doctor.
And before we could even finish talking, a gentleman with a handbag marched past us, and our host told us that he was the doctor we had been waiting for. And guess who it was, none other than the guy who had been cursed by our driver outside the parking lot.
You can imagine the shock that we went through. The three of us had to apologize on our knees. Thank God the guy accepted our apologies or else it could have been a catastrophe.
My advice today is for all of us to learn to live a life full of love and respect towards each other. Let us remember that evil deeds don’t pay anywhere except hell, and to Cambridge Manzese trainees I say, beware, for the next time you will steal from your own parents and that could turn out to be your worst nightmare ever.
Take care and be good to one another.
Shalom.
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