My
name is Harriet Namayengo, I’m 40 years old and i come from Lugazi,
Uganda. I’m a married lady but with no child. I’ve written this letter
to you to share with you my pain that I’ve always lived with. It’s pain
of childlessness that was inflicted upon me by my heartless co-wife.
It all happened 12 years ago. I had just completed my Nursing course
and i was working in one of the missionary hospitals in Uganda. While
still at school, i fell in love with James, a medical officer in Eastern
Uganda. James was such a nice man that he always visited me at school
and showered me with so many presents.
This honestly convinced me that he was single as he had told me.
While in my last year at the Nursing school, i got pregnant and so James
arranged for our wedding, I had already been assured a job at the
hospital, he decided to put me in his house in Kampala. The shock of my
life however came shortly after i gave birth to my baby gal. It was then
that James disclosed to me that he was so excited because i had finally
given him a baby gal since he had 5 sons. I was surprised and when i
told him to repeat what he had said; he apologized and said it was a
mistake.
I could see it in his eyes that he was hiding something from me so i
probed him further. This is when he told me that he was actually married
and had a wife with 5 sons. I was disappointed but confused since i
loved James so much.
He organized a meeting in which he introduced to me his first wife.
At first my co-wife pretended to be so nice, which shocked me. My
co-wife began frequenting my home claiming that she wanted to see James.
This was so frustrating because James hada time table for both of us.
Her intentions however cruelly manifested when on coming back one
day, i found my baby missing. I called my maid and asked her where the
baby was, she told me she had left her at home (my home) with Mama Davis
(my co-wife). My blood soon ran cold when i landed on a note from my
co-wife that instructed me to check in the kitchen for my surprise
‘GIFT’. My intuition told me there was a problem and indeed i was right.
On reaching the kitchen, i smelt a burning meat. There was a big sauce
pan on the cooker and upon opening it, i saw my baby boiling.
This surely was the scariest sight I’ve been subjected to in my whole
life. Ever since that day, I’ve never seen my co-wife again though i
heard that she had ran mad and was roaming on the streets of Narobi,
Kenya. I’m haunted by the image of my daughter. I now decided never to
fall in love again.
If this story really touched your heart, Please ‘SHARE’ for Other.
No comments:
Post a Comment