Godffrey Kazinda

Godffrey Kazinda

Monday

Eh, things are tight! Everybody is on my case. They want my blood mbu because I made off with dime from the Prime Minister’s Office, but where is the proof? People talk nonsense and so do the newspapers too. All they do is to speculate

Tuesday

Life in Luzira is not easy. I miss my master bed, the one I bought from Nina Interiors for sh6m. In Luzira, I have to make do with a cheap mattress, the kind that is given out to common criminals. But am I a common criminal? Did I break into somebody’s house in the middle of the night and make off with the DVD player?  

Wednesday

My wife managed to smuggle in a copy of the New Vision and on the front page is a picture of my crib in Bukoto. Hmm, it is a crib to die for don’t you think? It has mega bedrooms all self contained, the drive way is tiled and I have mob cars to drive! Those are the fruits of working in the Prime Minister’s Office

Thursday

As I was getting off the truck from Luzira, I saw that photographer – what’s his name? Ah, Enock Kakande! Tumbavu to him because tomorrow I know I will be on New Vision’s front page. Everybody wants to know one thing – how much money did I swipe and where did I hide it?

Friday

My wife told me that CID once again raided my huge house and took away things mbu as evidence. Can you imagine that they even took away the set of pink thongs that I bought for her from shop 12 in Mutaasa Kaffero Mall?! Tell me, what would CID want with wifey’s thongs?   

Saturday

I am determined to hold out. If they can throw Jim, Gilbert, Alice and Mike in jail for swiping dime then release them days later, I too will be released

Sunday

I spent the best part of the day lying in bed and thinking about the last book that I read – ‘Who says crime doesn’t pay?” Well that is exactly what I am asking myself right now!