Fri, 17 Mar 2017 07:17:53 +0000 By Philip Chirwa THE scene was a thick bush lying between the Lusaka Showgrounds and the University of Zambia Great East Road campus, currently the site of the famous Arcades Shopping Mall and surrounding buildings. Nearly everybody who passed by this area that morning could not fail to notice the enthusiasm with which the young council worker applied himself to his job. Whistling and singing merrily, it was obvious that the young man was enjoying every minute of what he was doing – slashing the tall grass in a portion of land allotted to him by his supervisor. So whap! whap! whap! went the grass-cutter, Emmerson Sililo. Then, all of a sudden, Sililo struck something soft. And before he realised what was happening, a man screamed from the thicket in Bemba: “Yangu mayo, nafwa! (Oh, mother, I am dying.) A man aged about 35 years, with blood streaming […]
