Nothing sweet about corruption
We were in this queue for sugar one day, just outside a big supermarket in town. The sun was scorching, we were like pieces of meat in the oven.
Osiphatheleni and the supermarket staff were selling each other sugar, in front of our eyes. So we started shouting at the workers and demanded “first come first serve” and “no favouritism”.
Someone in the queue called the police (vanaRovai) were quick to arrive in their truck. We were happy that “vanaRovai” had come, and that order would be restored. But right in front of our eyes, “vanaRovai” started loading sugar into the defender truck. They loaded and loaded until one of the supermarket guys told us the sugar was finished.
Imagine.
So all the sugar we had waited for the whole day, went to a few “Osiphatheleni” and “vanaRovai”.
Today, while we go hungry, we are still looking for some sugar. Satsha ngabo Rovai.
