Whilst standing outside one of the major banks in Harare, I
was accosted by a young lady with a toddler in tow, at first I thought that she
was one of the ladies who have perfected the art of begging,who regularly
swindle gullible people out of their hard earned cash by telling them tall
tales of hard luck so that they can part with a few coins.
Imagine my amusement when she asked me whether I was a Mr
Chirume from Mutare.I shook my head with a chuckle to ease obvious embarrassment.
She apologized and when on her way but it got me thinking of the time IN THE
KINGDOM IN THE SKY(LESOTHO) ,When I had a similar case. I saw someone whose
striking resemblance to my late cousin brother had me make a double take.
My brother, rest his departed soul had passed on a couple of
years before the chance encounter with his “twin “ in Lesotho.He had been ill
for quite some time before his demise. Two days before he passed on ,I went to
the taxi rank where he normally picked up passengers. I informed by his
colleagues that he had not been coming for work for quite some time. I proceeded
to his place of residence and found his mother giving him a bath (this was a
grown man of about forty years),his wife had deserted him because of the illness
which finally took him to his grave.
On the day I saw the person who looked so similar to him, I
took a double take, my mind told me that it could not be possible but my heart
skipped a beat all the same. For a few seconds there I think I believed in
reincarnation. I believe I had not fully processed his departure then. I
finally was able to put the case to bed after thinking about it for a while and
seeing the absurdity of my thoughts.
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