Subi Mwanza was arrested for the murder of the Kalulushi Catholic University under the incitement of the Insaka. Subi was used by the Insaka to demonstrate how the British government worked as regarding to crimes commited many years ago. It was a system that never believed in putting crimes under the carpet with the passage of time. They were strong protagonists of crimes never rot. At whatever time provided evidence was available, the criminal procedures could be started. The Insaka had dug deeper in the pasts of both ladies until a dirty murder case was unearthed in Subi’s life. While in prison, she heard that her worst enemy was actually her twin sister. The knowledge was bitter at first but calming at last. The hate with which she rendered to Ima made her feel she deserved to rot in prison because she was going to do the worst thing to her competitor had she taken over the presidency. Part of her Nine points she wanted to roll down in the first one year was to see a complete
She stood along a narrow winding path on the school main lawns watching her colleagues rush to different lecture rooms at the Kalulushi Catholic University. It was a bright Tuesday morning and the young beauty was not in the mood of sitting behind a desk to listen to some disgruntled lecturer at a private university in one of the giant mining towns on the Copperbelt. After all, she did not choose to attend the university but rather her single mother went against her will in spite of the several times she had denied the boring university life. Her friends called her a glamour girl and every one at campus was aware of her stunning beauty to an extent that she saw herself on international podiums representing the barely known Zambia. She yearned to help fly the national flag higher even as she ascended the echelon of power at the global scene. Her desire to find an alternative gateway to fame was stronger and the symptoms were already visible at a tender age. The young student w
She only started crying when the baby stopped crying. It was a somber cry of death from pains only known by women of age. The young mother was one kilometer east of Mwalumina village in a dense forest alone. After dropping out of school like most of her peers, Ima opted to stay home and help her single father with home chores. It was evident that the old man had no intentions to remarry with the passing away of his dear wife three years ago. She was the oldest girl and therefore, she took it upon herself to play the motherly role and attended to the needs of her family.Ima was twenty years old and had been in the village all her life with only one time in Lusaka when she went for a holiday. Her stay in town was very brief and so could not see and appreciate the beauty of town life. Her joy and destiny was centered in the traditions and primitive life style she enjoyed in the outskirts of the capital city of Zambia. There was no more joy than staying and seeing her native brot
She was set for her latest catch - the Doctor. It was going to be their second date and already she was all over the new Kalulushi Catholic University lecturer. The man looked cool and loving though he was honest from the start about his marital status. She liked men who were honest for her not to expect much even though she had no desire to stay with anyone beyond her objectives. At her age, she had a long way to go and so it was clear that only one person knew what she stood for. That was Solo. Her mission was unshakable, not even her mother and family understood it and so she opted not to bother herself explaining to anyone.She stood in front of her dressing mirror in the dormitory and checked her new pink dress with a slit just on the right position. The position which could not leave any stone unturned. She had observed the weaknesses of the lecturer the first time they met. It was an indisputable fact that no normal man would not be willing to date such an epic of God’s
Two months had passed since she delivered a baby boy in the bush. She grieved in silence hiding everything from everyone around her. Life continued as usual and her father was in high spirit. The family ties were still strong with Ima doing all the chores as per custom. She chose to move on and forget the past including the boy who made her pregnant. It was a mistake she resolved to correct and never to repeat in future. The young villager decided to restructure her life and pursue that which would eventually uplift the living standards of her family.None of her brothers and sister had the capability of improving their financial status. They all seemed engrossed with the village life and never wanted to aspire for better things. The pregnancy period up until delivery changed her mindset. It brought painful realities to the young girl and seemed to inject her with a different drug. The drug which at first was painful eventually ignited a ray of hope. She lamented the opportuni
At exactly 02:00 in the morning, the call came as expected. She gave him the location and the car type the two were driving from Kitwe East Point heading to Nkana West dropping her at the friends’ boarding house. Subi was specific on what to get and the line of action Solo was to take. He was to carry a knife and only scare the educated man then walk away with whatever he had in the car. His girlfriend sounded sober though they were drinking till late in the morning. She was good at making her men get drunk meanwhile she remained sober and in control. He who is sober is in control and calls the shots so went the saying. Subi was in charge and had spotted a gold mine in the doctor’s car. She waited patiently until the learned boyfriend was drunk, powerless and defenseless. She watched with an intelligence of an eagle at how he was buying beers in the night club and ensured that none of his friends were allowed to frustrate her plans. From the time the two checked out of the
Three men walked in at Times Café in Kabulonga and booked for a table at the back yard. One was European and the two were Africans. It was a bright Saturday midmorning and a number of customers were flocking in for breakfast. So far the main dining room was packed with only a few seats vacant and so it was normal for people to resort to outside catering. Moreover, the sun was already out and there was a cool breeze on the seats outside. She saw the three gentlemen pull their seats one by one until they were finally comfortable at one of the best restaurants in town. Ima had been working as a chef for over a year now and was accustomed to seeing different opulent customers everyday but these looked different. She did not know how different they were but something told her they were just not ordinary customers. As usual she walked to their table and gave them a menu book and stood aside waiting for their orders when one of them requested her to give them a minute. A humble way
Her actions were wrong but justifiable. She had no time of baby seating a grown up boy who was responsible enough for his actions. Subi needed to give herself time to heal, think and ultimately to reform. As long as some things were still alive, she was going to be a baby mama and ever looking over after her back. Anytime the boy could talk and implicate her in the murder of the university lecturer as well. The only sure way was to eliminate her only threat for continued peace. So far the boy was strong and remained mute, but for how long. No matter how long, someday he was going to talk or confide in someone who may later spill the beans.In every battle, casualties were inevitable as sanctioned by the Geneva Convention. There were always holy and unholy troops that gave directions to the winning platoon. Solo was on the left side of the equilibrium. His presence in Subi’s life was more redemptive than it was corporative. Consequently, the young beauty accepted the consequenc
Subi Mwanza was arrested for the murder of the Kalulushi Catholic University under the incitement of the Insaka. Subi was used by the Insaka to demonstrate how the British government worked as regarding to crimes commited many years ago. It was a system that never believed in putting crimes under the carpet with the passage of time. They were strong protagonists of crimes never rot. At whatever time provided evidence was available, the criminal procedures could be started. The Insaka had dug deeper in the pasts of both ladies until a dirty murder case was unearthed in Subi’s life. While in prison, she heard that her worst enemy was actually her twin sister. The knowledge was bitter at first but calming at last. The hate with which she rendered to Ima made her feel she deserved to rot in prison because she was going to do the worst thing to her competitor had she taken over the presidency. Part of her Nine points she wanted to roll down in the first one year was to see a complete
The Duke of Lancaster was on the phone with Kristalina Georgieva, the President of the International Monetary Fund while Bradford was vomiting instructions to David Malpass, the World Bank President. These were the last institutions this group of capitalists was going to invoke to bring about a smooth transition of power in the Southern African country. These pure British citizens who belonged to the elite world tycoons and financiers were at liberty to dictate terms to any sovereign country on the face of the earth.The English Capitalists belonged to the group known as the ‘Holders of the light’ introduced by Adam Weishaupt in 1776. The first members were about two thousand followers composed of the most intelligent men in the field of Arts and Letters: Education, the Sciences, Finance and Industry. With the passing of time, the aspirations of the initiators were realized using the moneylenders’ power. It was a proved fact that he who has the Gold makes the rules. Countries
The wounds of defeat had healed but the fighting spirit continued to rise. Ima Logistics Limited was on the rise despite failing to take over the Konkola Copper Mines in Chingola. She brought in a number of unstable companies inside and outside Zambia. The young woman worked tirelessly to expand her empire even to neighboring countries. Recently, she visited Kenya to identify investment opportunities in Mambrui before flying to the Central African Republic where she initiated a power generation project. The coal rich region of Bambari east of Bangui offered Ima the opportunity she had been craving for a long time.CAR was the hungriest nation on planet earth and most of the country’s energy reserves were dormant. The country was practically engulfed in darkness with no hope of recovery. It was from such misery that Ima saw the opportunity to invest in energy sector. With the help from her cooperating partners in Europe and South America, she set up the power plant which would
She was living her life to the full. Everything around her seemed to be clapping for her achievements. The dark impoverished and thorn stricken life in Chingola was now a very faint memory in her past. The sweet fruits of her sweet enshrouded the bitter past. To crown it all, the very people of Chingola and Kabundi in particular were there to witness the glorious achievements of the lady they once knew as low class. Subi Industries now owned the entire glory of Chingola. However, the proprietor did not have a reason to sit back with folded arms, she looked ahead for more wealth and properties. She welcomed the demon for more wealth and prosperity into her life.Subi sat in her magnificent office in Kitwe Haile Selassie Avenue near the Parklands Park. She left the largest mine in the Copperbelt in the hands of Stephardo and his team. Her advisors were strong on this point and ensured that no new management was hired for the sake of institutional memory. To her surprise, the com
He was one of the rare products of the University of Zambia. He came top in his class and graduated with a distinction in political science. The government bursary he was awarded came handy for his parents were far from managing his school expenses. His social life was moderate but concentrated on his studies all his four year period. Zitani was mostly on the quiet side and was more analytical than he was vocal. Through his stay at the Great East Road Campus, he maintained only a small circle of friends. His bright mind attracted most beautiful and classical girls around and within campus. Mostly his friends called him double Z because of his names which both started with letters Z.It was at the University of Zambia that the all Seeing Eye spotted the boy. The Eye was only attracted to the brightest minds on earth, the minds that were useful in the various sectors of the world economy. The boy’s life was tracked twenty-four seven and his steps followed everywhere he went. The
The tempers were raising meanwhile the clock was ticking, the capitalists had gathered in their usual place. It was time to do the extraordinary and help the bunch of old Zambian politicians think like the British.‘The status quo remained the same, they are going to remain like that!’ stressed Bradford. ‘We will not allow them to bring in anymore person in their group, once beaten twice shy so it goes.’‘How is our lady, is she doing well so far?’ asked Taylor.‘I think she is doing okay, we allowed her to lose the bid of taking over KCM in order to allow her friend get it. It’s part of the game, she needed to win and lose some.’John Cruise sat at the corner watching the deliberations with the interest of the toddler noting every point. He gave himself an additional role of auditing the debates and offered alternatives to the flaws. He was very analytical and tactical in the way he approached numerous issues.‘The current happenings at the National Dialogue Forum are a s
He crossed to the other side of Cairo road for a better view. It had been two weeks since he was tasked to trail the woman. At all material times, she was not aware of the man behind her. Prince had mastered the skill of being invisible and remained in the shadows ever since he left the Regiment five years ago. His dismissal was unceremonial and gave him ugly scars which were not going to heal anytime sooner. He had tried several avenues to acclimatize but failed. It seemed his life never belonged to the normal outside world. The fifteen years he spent in Twinpalm as a regiment officer, Prince got used living in the bush and never had an opportunity to freely mingle with the free world.He could barely meet the basic needs of life until one day when he met a very well known figure in the Zambian government. The meeting place was strange and could not befit the high profile ex-intelligence chief. However, the professions justified the meeting ground – one was a regiment officer
‘Allow me to call the guest member to the Insaka ladies and gentlemen,’ said Mwaanga and beckoned for the Secretary to the Cabinet who sat within hearing range. The huge and probably the youngest member joined the meeting and took a center chair for all to see and possibly approve.‘I don’t need to introduce this well-known son of the soil, we all know the man. Our cry has been his cry, and on unfriendly ground, we bounced into each other and he confessed to this fact. Therefore, Dr. Chisi you are welcome to this gathering of old men and feel free to oppose and propose. Us we are old, so we’ll rely on your youthful wisdom for guidance. Our objective is well known – regime change is all we want and nothing more. However, I should mention that this is a sextet and it can never be more or less, therefore, we’ll make use of your welcome services to the best of our opportunities. ’‘It has been clear that Democracy has killed our country, and from our previous deliberations we set
The signing ceremony was about to start. Ima had just walked in with her legal team. She looked forward for the past three months when the processes started to this day. It was the biggest takeover witnessed in Lusaka involving a multimillion Kwacha Zambia Breweries from South African Industrialists. There was heavy coefficient of friction among the company directors and shareholders. They fought the fierce battles at the Lusaka Stock Exchange. Unfortunately, to the white imperialists, the young girl used the media that proved right throughout eternity – the dollar power.The other team was already seated in a newly constructed business park along Lumumba Road. It was a moment of joy to both parties, the fights were over since it was a win - win situation. The former owners wondered how the young lady managed such a huge investment in the country when it was not fashionable to do so. Nevertheless, what talked the loudest were her dollars. She looked very opulent and focused ju