THE NEIGHBOUR’S TEMPTATION
I’ve heard of moving Companies and on a few occasions seen some on a couple of TV Series. Designated Survivor, 24, and the list go on. However, that is as good as it gets. Personally, I don’t know a single moving company. When my moving day came, I went to the shop I frequented, Esther’s shop (She has the best overdraft Sukuma wiki) which is beside Trizzah’s fries joint in Keffinco. Not the gated community, of course, that would be for the Indians who run the Chandarana Supermarket. The road in between is a clear demarcation of social classes, and I was on the other side of it. I got a list of moving companies in town, the first on the list was expensive so after a few calls, I settled for Maganji’s multipurpose tuk-tuk, fairly reasonable rates and he also happened to know where I was headed, which would save me the burden of having to shout left and right every two minutes. Within fifteen minutes, I was curdled with my three comrade belongings, husked around by the moving three-wh
