I Greet you all in the Name of Jesus. Amen!
I was introduced to my Ex-Husband Clement by my Late friend Monica Ilunga Musonda (Mhsrip).
Monica and my Ex used to sing together in the choir at St Paul’s UCZ in Kabwata Burma Road.
I knew Monica since our primary school days in Chipata, Eastern province.She had relocated to Lusaka a few years earlier.She was studying Social work at Ywca.She was more like a sister to me.I trusted her so much and when she introduced Clement to me and gave a good recommendation about him, I fell in love with him there and then.That was in 2005.
We dated for a year and we got married in July, 2006.
I was actually seeing somebody before I met Clement.I was dating Tendai, a Zimbabwean National.He had a big makeshift shop commonly known as “Kantemba.” I was engaged to him.I was young and helpless.I did not love Tendai”but i simply fell in love with him for material gain.
He was a good guy and he really helped my family with groceries and other small things.
I came from a poor family.My father died when I was young and my mother raised us through her business of selling Filters.
We are four in our family, all girls and I am the youngest.
My sisters were married off at a young age and when I met Clement at the church conference, I knew my prayers were answered.It was an opportunity I waited for all my life to get out of proverty. I actually used to put pressure on him to marry me and eventually we got married.We got married at his village in Magoye. It was a traditional wedding.
After our wedding, I moved in with Clement, he was a good husband and he was always there for me.
I did not go far in terms of education.I dropped out of school in grade 10.There was no one to sponsor my education.
Clement was against the idea of me sitting at home and doing nothing the whole day.He suggested I start doing a business and that’s how he got a loan and I started going to South Africa to buy clothes for sale.
My ex- was so supportive and with his help my business expanded. I started supplying electric appliances to Indian shop owners in Kamwala.I started making a lot of money and soon there was a change of level in my life.
I started mingling with well to do people and chilling at expensive places.
To be honest I never loved Clement and I only married him because it was the only way I could get out of poverty.
One day during my business trip to South Africa I met Oscar,a Nigerian National at park inn hotel in Johannesburg.He was also in south Africa for business.
I met him at the time Clement stopped working.He was the type of a man I dreamt of.He was tall, huge and light in complexion.He was also wealthy and hard-working.
l wanted to enjoy my adult life because I never enjoyed life when I was a kid.
I continued meeting Oscar every time I went to south Africa and bit by bit I started failing in love with him and before I knew it, I was in his arms and in his bed.
When Clement lost his job,he became a bit reluctant and lazy.I was now the one putting food on the table.
I expected him to start helping me with small house chores but he never did and all he did was watch soccer the whole day.
I would go out to supply goods to my clients in Kamwala and I would come back home to find the house dirty and dirty plates all over. At least he could have been helping me with cleaning instead of just sitting at home and expecting me to clean the mess every time I went back home.
I was the one paying Rentals and bills,hence I started over spending. I started ordering less goods and I started doing bad in my business.
To protect my business I divorced him. Actually I gave him back the K10,000 he gave me to start a business, together with the K4000 he paid for Lobola. He refused to get the money but his uncle did.
My business started doing fine again after I divorced him. Oscar gave me a lot of money to boost my business.Oscar and I continued to date and we were happy together.
During the first few weeks when we divorced, Clement used to call me asking me to get back with him, but I wasn’t ready to go back to poverty. He finally gave up and stopped calling.
Two years elapsed without hearing from him.One day when Oscar and I were coming from South Africa I met Clement at intercity bus terminus.He was so dirty.He was wearing a vest exposing his dirty unshaven armpits.One would have easily mistaken him for a mad man.It was a sorry sight.
He then came to where Oscar and I were standing, got our bags and took them to car and that’s how we left the station.
I kept asking myself questions.Clement had good grades at grade 12 but I couldn’t understand why he was still unemployed. I felt to understand but I did not care much as long as I had a good life.
My business kept on booming.
My life changed after I met Catherine Katongo a business woman from Kitwe.I was introduced to her by an old friend.We became good friends and soon I joined her business of supplying Timber.We used to supply the Chinese nationals both in Zambia and outside Zambia.I started handling huge sums of money and I was doing very fine.I was even nicknamed “Winnie Mandela.” Because people say I resemble her.
I was involved in both clean and illegal Timber business.
Catherine and I started smuggling Mukula trees from Eastern province to Livingstone where Indians and Chinese guys used to buy them at a higher price.
One morning around 04:00 hours, our truck was stopped in chisekese just after Monze by the Authorities from Forestry, Zawa, DEC and Zambia Police.We were told that they had information that we were carrying illegal items. We were ordered to come out of the truck and a search was done. They found a Leopard Skin, 2 live Pangolins and Mukula Trees. Catherine, Richard the driver, his lorry boy and I were detained at Monze police station and later transferred to Lusaka central Police station. The Chinese buyers were also arrested. We started going to court and in Noverber, 2014, Catherine and I were found guilty and sentenced to Two and half years in jail with hard labour while the Chinese nationals were acquitted together with Richard and his lorry boy.
I will be released this December.I have not heard from Oscar since the day I was incarcerated.
Last week I was kind of shocked when I saw Clement at Heroes Stadium.I was one of the prisoners assigned to clean the surroundings at the heroes stadium in preparation of the inauguration ceremony which took place on Tuesday 13th September, 2016.
Clement came where near where i was sweeping and only said hi and left. I couldn’t understand what was happening. He was surrounded by about 3 policemen. I wanted to follow him but one of the policemen pushed me away. I did not have a chance to talk to him. I couldn’t understand why all the police men were scared of him and they all seem to obey his orders. It’s only today that i have been told his occupation and the type of life he is living. I was shown his story which was published yesterday on Mwebantu Trendsetters. I am happy for him and I am ready to meet him so that I can make peace with him and also ask God for forgiveness.
I believe Clement was not going to be where he is today if I did not divorce him, he was not going to be a bus conductor if I did not divorce him and he was not going to find Lucy if I did not divorce him.
I have read some of comments and all I can say is I am glad I divorced Clement because our divorce made him become a person he is today.
Do not judge me. Most of you people are sinners.Some of you people that are condemning me and asking me to ask God for forgiveness have sinned more than I have.Some of you sleep with other people’s wives/husbands, some of you have killed innocent babies through abortion, some of you have been seeking the help of Witch doctors in order to gain wealth while some of you have been having sex before marriage and no one condemns you.
Things happen for a reason and we reap whatever we have sown, and we shall reap in proportion to how we have sown.Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously.
I am only human and I make mistakes just like all of you.
I hope to meet Clement so that I can ask him to forgive me.I have asked the admins of this page to arrange a meeting with him.
Clement’s story can be read by clicking on this link here.