Drama erupted at the University Teaching Hospital (UTH) in Lusaka the other day when a fight broke out between two young beauties just outside the Casualty Department.
Not unexpectedly, a large crowd of spectators gathered around to witness the thrilling spectacle which immediately reminded one of a women’s wrestling match on television.
At first it seemed the fight would end in a draw but later the plumper of the combatants managed to pin her rival to the ground, after which she started pinching her bottom and other parts of the body.
The stronger girl was about to start undressing her rival when two buxom women intervened and separated them.
“My daughters, both of you are so lovely. Why should you want to embarrass yourselves in front of all these people by quarrelling in public?” One of the women asked. Each of the girls blamed the other for the scuffle.
“I tell you, mum, this girl is a whore,” the plumper girl told the questioner. “She’s lucky you arrived in time, otherwise I would have killed her. She’s very silly.”
But the other girl also retorted that it was in fact her rival who was silly. “She’s a whore herself,” she shouted. “If I find you, I’ll make you drink urine.” Thereafter, she was escorted to the nearby bus stop but her rival remained behind for a while before she too left.
You, the reader, may not believe it but the two girls were actually the best of friends. Their friendship could be likened to that which existed between Pythias and Damon as narrated in the old Oxford English Readers for Africa Book Five.
For the benefit of the young ones, Pythias and Damon was a story of two friends who loved each other so much that one was prepared to die for the other.
What led to the abrupt rupture of their long-standing friendship was that the two girls unknowingly fell in love with the same man. And when this was discovered, each one got mad, seriously believing that the other had betrayed her.
The girls’ names were Letta and Merina. One was a stenographer working for a government department and the other a till operator in a state shop. Letta was plumper than Merina but both girls’ figures were generally appetising to men.
Merina had fallen in love with a strikingly handsome architect by the name of Lucifer Khobili whom she met at a wedding reception. Theirs was love at first sight and their relationship was soon to grow from strength to strength.
Then one day, Khobili went down with cerebral malaria and was admitted to the UTH, where he was immediately put on a drip. As a prospective wife for the architect and the first to meet him, Letta visited him regularly in hospital. Because of the distance from her township to the hospital, Letta preferred visiting her fiancé in the afternoons.
Her boss, always so understanding, would allow her to leave office at 15:00 hours so that she was in time for the hospital which opened the gates for those visiting patients at 16.30 hours.
A week later, Letta was surprised to find a beautiful, golden-coloured greeting card lying on top of her sick fiancé’s bedside cabinet in the ward. She had no idea who the sender of the card was and could not read its contents because it always faced the wrong way.
But then, Letta was determined to read the message contained in the golden-coloured card. Such an opportunity presented itself one day when she was the first to arrive at Khobili’s bedside and she found him still asleep.
Instead of waking him up, Letta opted to turn the golden card in her direction and what she read there shocked her so much that she decided to leave at once. The card read: “My dearest darling Lucifer. Wishing you quickest recovery. Your fiancée Mena.”
Letta thought the sender’s handwriting looked familiar to her but then she didn’t know anybody by the name of Mena. But she swore that whoever this girl was, she would fix her for prying her nose into her territory.
As if by design, on one particular day, Letta decided to visit her fiancé during morning visiting hours. Thus, by 06:15 hours, she had already arrived at the hospital. Little did she realise what shock awaited her.
She got into the ward and, as she proceeded to Bed No 18 which was occupied by Khobili, she saw a familiar figure seated on the fiancé’s bed. It was a girl and she was busy kissing Khobili!
At first, Letta thought she was dreaming, but the situation didn’t change. Yes, the girl in a compromising situation with her lover was none other than her bosom friend, Merina! There and then, Letta resolved to “fix” Merina. To this end, she hid herself outside the entrance to the ward to wait for Merina who used the name “Mena” on the greetings card. And as soon as “Mena” came out of the ward, Letta pounced on her…….
The author is a Lusaka-based media consultant who also worked in the Foreign Service as a diplomat in South Africa and Botswana. For comments, sms 0977425827/0967146485 or email: [email protected]