That 2 hour drive to the city of Masvingo were the most stress free hours since my mother’s death, I felt like I was free, running away fro...
That 2 hour drive to the city of Masvingo were the most stress free hours since my mother’s death, I felt like I was free, running away from my enemies, leaving behind all the pain and hatred that my own people had put me through.
Here and there I would feel a pinch of hatred and wished them pain and death, I wished a shameful death on Chomu and his mother, I wished kuti dai dzimba dzavo dzeuswa dzatsva ndainosunga misuo wavo newaya nxaaaa, vonyatsoita braai, ndozovaisa salt and feed the dogs.
Pandainyanya kufunga kudaro ndichiita mabayo eruvengo, I could hear my mother’s voice richiti; paunoita sarudzo muupenyu, sarudza kuita zvinofadza Mwari.” Ndopandaizodzikama, ko inga Mwari vakati musakurirwa nezvakaipa, kutsiva ndokwangu. I was not even trying to forgive them, they had hurt me so so grossly, I was asking for the grace to forget them as if they never existed, kuda zvaizondibatsira. Dai yaive nguva yehondo ndaiita Chimbwido and deal with them ruthlessly, I wished to be a terrorist, a suicide bomber to get my revenge, asi voice ramai Gire raisandisiya; “Paunopererwa, paunoita sarudzo muupenyu, sarudza kuita zvinofadza Mwari.”
I hated it sometimes nekuti vaindimbunyikidza, she was harassing me with her famous good bye words, and being the woman that she was, and the bond we shared, her word was my command. I knew time was going to heal me, for now mai Gire was shouting and insisting kuti ndifadze Mwari, my mother was always right, I spared Chomu nekufadza Mwari. Honestly people had it not been for my mother’s words which kept ringing in my ears, musi wedare raChomu ndingadai ndakazotiza asi ndambovabikira sadza rine mushonga wamakonzo. I was still blaming God, when was He going to rescue me kuti ndisaita mufungiro wakadai.
Ndiri mupfungwa dzangu kudai takabva tapinda mudhorobha reMasvingo, “Iwe muzukuru waChomu unoburukira kupi?” Ndakacheuka ndikaona tasara tiri vaviri mumota, ndakakurumidza kuti “Kurank”. I was buying time, kuita sokuti kurank kwacho kwaisasvikika. In no time tange tave paMain Rank yemuMasvingo.
“Aripiko munhu wako, ndoda $4 yangu ndidzokere, macustomer ari kutown kwete kuno, ndangokuperekedzawo hangu kuti uzondipa mari yangu.” Hana yangu yakarova, ndakanyepera kutarisa tarisa ndokuti, “Handisi kuvaona ” the driver, mukoma Manu vakaramba vakanditarisa kunge vaiverenga pfungwa dzangu or vaiona chokwadi chezvaiitika. Vakaridza tsamwa ndokundipa $2 ndokuenda.
Ndakatura befu, apa zuva range rodoka, kwekuenda kukati ndiri pano. Mabhazi ange ave mashoma murank paive nelong distance combis aibva kumaGrowth points, Chivi, Nyika, Gutu neJerera. Ndichiri kucheuka cheuka ndakahweturirwa bag rangu, kuridza mhere kwaisabatsira pakadai, ndakanyatsomuona mbavha achifambisa nekabag kangu achipinda muvanhu.
Ndakanzwa kanzwi kemukadzi kaiti, “Fatso, iwe Fatso, ndipe bag remunin’ina wangu,” ndakaona mbavha iya ichifamba yakananga kumukadzi uya, ndakaona ichitaura nemukadzi ange akapfeka nurses’ uniform ndokumupa bag rangu. Nesi uya akafamba ndokuuya kwandiri ndokundidzorera bag rangu.
“Uri kuenda kupi nhai munin’ina?” Ndakaramba ndakanyarara, ndaigoti ndiri kuenda kupi ini ndaisave nekwandakananga, ndaive in the middle of nowhere. Vakaramba vakanditarisa vachimirira mhinduro, ndakazovapindura nemisodzi, “Handina kwekuenda ndiri kutsvaga basa.” Vakandibata ruoko ndokuti; “Handei kumba kwangu then we will see what we can do mangwana” takabva tandopinda mumota mavo.
“Uyo mukomana akubira bag ndoSenior wembavha dzemurank muno muMasvingo, did you see the ugly scar riri padama rake? Akapinda muhospital banga rakanyura mudama, bleeding profusely, dai akaita extra 5 minutes without attention aifa. So ndakabvisa the knife and sutured his wound and stopped bleeding, I actually saved his life. So he is so grateful hapana hwindi anobata nurse paRank pano, kana ndiri inini they worship me.” Vakamboseka vega havo.
Zvavaitaura nurse ava zvaigonzikwa naniko ini ndaiyeverwa navo, vange vari smart, vakabatana, vane short neat weave, yaive well shaped ichienderana neshape yeface yavo. Mumota mavo mainhuwirira, I was so sure kuti ini ndakakanganisa kunhuhwira uku nekuti dikita, kunhuwa kweganda remunhu randaigeza nemvura chete pasina sipo, was oozing strongly from me.
Ndaivewo nediet yemutakura, maheu necovo sometimes isina cooking oil, iyo covo inoti even ukavhura poto after cooking inoita setoireti, asi ndakagara padivi pavo mumota mavo. Ndakazvitarisa ndichizvishora, ndichiona tsvina nekusashambidzika kwangu. I admired this lady zvekuti ndakati dai ndakwanisa kunyora Form 4 ndiitewo basa rangu and look this elegant. Suddenly kapfungwa kekuti dai mai varipo it was going to be her achievement kakatevera. A cloud of sorrow and sadness overshadowed me.
“Wati unonzi ani?” nurse vakazobvunza.
“Grace Nyasha ….” Ndakadaro ndichibva mundangariro dzangu.
“Beautiful name sweetie”. Takabva tasvika pamba pavo, paive nedurawall and yaive imba hombe. Takangonanga kubedroom kwavo.
“Imba yevabereki vangu pano, ivo vari kuFarm just outside town on our way to Gokomere. So ndogara pano nevamwe vanorojawo in other rooms, ndoshanda kuGeneral Hospital. ”
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| When, When My God... When? [Chapter 2B] |
Ndaingocheuka cheuka, never in my life had I seen a room so smart and stylish. Sisi Anna, (as I later on called her) vaiita semunhu ane zvinhu zvese in her life. Vakabva vandipa all toiletries nehembe dzekupfeka vakati ndinogeza mubathroom yaive mubedroom mavo. Vakandiisira mabath salts avo neshower gel, iwee ndakatapirirwa nekugeza zvekuti even today I want that cleansing moment to repeat itself. Like I said the smell from my body was disgusting, but being the lady that she was, she did not show it or complain about it, she gently and sensitively solved it without humiliating me.
Vakazondidaidza kukitchen ndikadya rice and mince with mixed veggies. Ndaive nenzara yemazuva so ndakadyira nzara uye kunakirwa.
After dinner vakazonditi nditaure nyaya yangu, she also asked kuona zvese zvaive mubag mangu, I just handed it kwavari rakadaro kuti vavhure vega vachiona makona ese nekubata zvese zvavaida. I had nothing to hide, and I wanted her to see that. I think it was a good move on my part, zvakaisa trust pakati pedu.
Ndakavaudza chokwadi chese cheupenyu hwangu, she cried as I narrated the death of mai Gire and my attempted rape odeal. Vakati ndigare pamba pavo for the time being vagoona kuti ndaizodii neupenyu hwangu.
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