I got so much to say, but cant say much. sometimes I think we live in a society that has at war with itself, lucky me to have the opportunity to see all sides of our little bubble we call zed...
I live in a relatively affluent neighborhood, Zambia vice president is my neighbor. but when i leave for work in the morning, all that is thrown out the window, simply because when i go to work in the industrial area, i have to get in touch with reality. In my hood, theres no traffic, no noise, no cars honking indiscriminately, just peaceful noise birds chirping, trees swaying n Lil boys smoking trees. however, just on my way to the industrial area, i drive through a lil known place called chibloya (most direct non congested route). Most have only heard about it, Trevor Noah even joked about it, the fact is that, its one of those places that a spoilt brat would never dare venture into. Granted our country is a country of laws, but those guys didn't get that memo, trust me. Its a place where you can find Mary Jane sold freely, and with my dread i got offered it, (quite a lot actually lol) and we got self imposed toll booth attendants (without the mandate, authority, uniform, health benefits, lil mogadishu actually), very enterprising individuals actually funnel traffic into one direction by simply placing boulders in strategic positions and demand a toll charge to let motorists pass. Well they have to make money somehow.
To be honest, i'm OK with the status quo (as long as i work hard to live in a high security area), my only fear is that, they will get hungrier and will demand much more than toll charges i.e. a bus driver got frustrated by passengers nagging him for delaying their journey, he simply parked in Chibolya and let the get robbed. but hey, i'm the VP's neighbor too bad for whoever has to catch the first hit (first line of defense)...
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