Kasambala, an Academic Embarrassment

with the Richie Online Resident Politician

I am always afraid of writing yet am one of the best writers in town. My fear is not because of the Queen’s Language (which I was forced to learn and speak since my primary school. Hate it), but because whenever I write I leave my readers either in suspense or forced to agree with me. Simply put, I always put across controversial ideologies which am sure you will rarely disagree with me. I hope with the above few lines you have noted that I did not have any substantial opening remark and I should admit that this is a terrible introduction ever. Thank heavens those people called teachers are not going to mark this necessary noise on paper.

I hate Raphael Kasambala with passion, not because he is a convict cashgate associate but because he disappointed me by being involved in scandalous proceedings that devastated the country’s socioeconomic status. In summary, I never expected him to be one of the people who could be too corrupt, unprofessional and worse still plunder the county’s economy because I have always since my childhood, looked up to him with trust and respect as an accomplished academician and an asset. I was thus, let down and I hope you happens what happens when someone is let down.
To those that have forgotten let me remind you that Kasambala is a convicted lawyer now day 209 in prison post-conviction as he is serving 13 years’ jail for conspiring to murder the then Budget Director Paul Mphwiyo who was to whistle blow multibillion-kwacha corruption (not confidently sure about the truth of this).
Prior to being convicted Kasambala was a successful lawyer, graduate from our mother College in the University Malawi, Chancellor College (let’s not argue here, it’s a fact). To those that baptized me to adore him, told me that he was a genius at College, that he wrote a Law book whilst a student that even the Faculty of law at Chancellor College passively recommended it. Whether this was true or not, to me Kasambala was so incredible, genius and an asset to the country besides being someone to look up to as far as academic success is concerned. I kept on following him and his success. He served as a Minister of Justice and Attorney general during the first term of late president Professor Bingu WaMuthalika and in 2012 respectively. He then became a legal representative of the then Vice president Joyce Banda and finally ended up involving himself in plundering state funds. Shame!

Kasambala remains a blue print for the learned community (degree, masters etc) and the academic world. Kamuzu Banda run this country with minimum discipline such that we do not hear corruption and abuse of office during Kamuzu era. The learned people emerged especially at Capital Hill during the first term of Bingu who dictated that technocrats should run crucial ministries and positions, sending all personnel with minimal academic qualification either home (retirement) or down to the Districts from Capital hill. The results are so discouraging. The learned personnel misappropriated state funds in form of cashgate, ifmis (sp) what have you.

This brings back to my main point. Why is the learned society so corrupt, indiscipline, unreliable and with poor leadership skills? Where is the problem? Is it our university education? Or the system that train and absorb learned people into? Where are we really missing as a country? May be something we need to ponder before we blame the learned society.  

Education ought to make us indispensable, people that cannot be bought or sold. People that the country can rely on and trust. Where an educated person is should manifest change both culturally, socially and economically. Malawi is poor not because we do not have resources but because of our attitude is poor especially among the learned community. Imagine spending 4 years in College doing Law and being used by someone who got 40+ points in his/her MSCE just because you have been promised to be given more money? Education ought to make us feel proud that we can feel cheap to be used by even politicians. Likewise, I expect engineers, Pharmacists, Accountants, Pastors (I always question these people), teachers, etc. to demonstrate minimum discipline as the country’s assets.

Kasambala thus, is an embarrassment to both the learned and the academic world according to the expectations that the community had towards him. Imagine if he was the University Don like Professor Edge Kanyongolo at Chanco, Professor Nyengo Mkandawire at College of Medicine shaping, inspiring and building the youth into future beings and citizens? Imagine if he was true to his calling, bringing bad people to justice? What a contribution would he made towards the country? When I look at Kasambala, I see an asset to the country yet at the same an academic embarrassment whose quest for money and lust for killing has ended him in a place that was not intended for him. This is a loss to the country considering the resources that Malawi used to train him and also a gap that he has left in the legal field. Let me pose a question, are you different from him? Please do not answer me. I will be embarrassed on your behalf.

Kaya Resident Politician uyu ndiye ndi ndani kaya...

A Doctor's Epistle

It is yet another Friday.

I must begin by saying thanks for the positive feedback that came through after the article by TNO and after the 2014 Valentine’s Day supplement (got so many questions after the latter). That was greatly appreciated and it earned the blog a few extra clicks which is very good for business.

Away from that…

I think a good number of you know that I am a Medical Officer by now and that I am “interning” with the Ministry of Health at its Queen Elizabeth Central Hospital. On the other hand, I have deliberately been running away from the habit of positing things that are related to my profession. While that may be attributed to many reasons, the main reason is that I do not know how to blend my freelance writing with professional issues. Simply that. Today, however I will share something to do with my work and I must make it a point that I am not here to share a love story.

One would think that I am here to complain about the meagre salaries (which come on the 33rd of the month or later) or the not so good working conditions in the hospitals. While I acknowledge that these are real issues, I would say that every person who is approaching the end of their medical training sees those coming and if they still whine about it while they are in the system, they might have a problem or three. Maganizo angatu aenewo, eti? The point I was trying to make here is the one that most of the issues that affect me big time as a young member of the medical profession do not come from "the system" I am in but rather from its (potential) beneficiaries. Let me share a couple of scenarios.

If you have had a friend or relative who has gone to our public universities or their equivalent, you understand the level of excitement that comes with such achievements. One thing you might not have noticed is that the hype gets to be a bit disproportionate when you get to be selected to pursue programs like ours; the sort of programs where people know what you will end up doing when you (by the grace of God) end up finishing the program. The adokotala hype started way before some of us started the foundation year of college and while I must say that I was a bit indifferent about it then, I am have a bit of an issue with it now. Reason? The fact that I went through medical school and successfully finished has made some people stop seeing the person in me. Every time they see me now all they see is a white coat and a stethoscope in the corridors of some hospital or some superhuman “thing” doing some complex surgery somewhere. Don’t get me wrong here. It is not wrong to call a doctor a doctor, but that whole thing, in my view has its own context. If I am walking around Blantyre market buying mbatatesi or if I am at St Pius church busy being the choirboy I am, the doctor card becomes a bit unnecessary. I could say the same about the moments I sit on the counter at Soche Tourist Lodge or Oasis to cool the night out. Under such circumstances, calling me Richard becomes a bit more appropriate. I could continue with a whole list of scenarios, but the main idea is what while some of us might be proud of our professions, it is good to acknowledge that we first became people before we became what we are now. This is not just about the way you address your doctor friend, but also about the way you act towards them. Many a time when they are out of the hospital you don’t need to be bringing them of the constant reminders of where they work and the conditions therein.

Then there is the other thing of asking for information and help from doctor friends. It is a wonderful thing to have a friend from a particular profession and I think on that we can agree. I have surrounded myself with different professionals and it makes me secure. If I need an app, Edmond Kachale is here. If I need an architectural design, Charles Lipenga and Reign Khunga are a dial away and when I need a lawyer I can easily reach out to the Richie Online resident lawyer. It is a privilege to have a friend from any profession including ours. I liked the words that greeted me on my graduation when I got to the place where my whole clan was gathered; “Achimwene ndi adokotala ndipo tsopano kufa kwatha” (He is now a doctor and we will no longer be dying). While that may sound ridiculous, some do actually have expectations in line with those. They actually that the fact that they have a medical professional for a friend, they can pull off easy access to services and what have you. While that may work  in some instances, it may not always work because of the limited capacity of the particular friend or the system.

There are times that some of us find ourselves in need of some services, tests, medical examinations, drugs and what have you and while we may have friends in the healthcare system, we have to understand that there are some procedures that have to be followed for such services to be dispensed; and that there are specific people involved in such. If you are an adult suffering from a headache, it is a bit unreasonable to be calling a friend who works in the labour ward to help you skip queues as that may have negative implications on his work. If your kid is having a fever, calling someone who works in the Queens Medical Department might not be too helpful. The main point is that we must be reasonable when we are asking for help and we must manage our expectations because the hospital system is compartmentalized and there is only so much someone can ethically do for you when they are not on their turf.

Then there is the issue of professional advice. Like I pointed out, having a friend in the medical profession is a privilege but it is one that must be used with a sound mind and caution. This hasn’t happened to me personally but I have heard people complaining that people give them calls explaining their symptoms and expect them to prescribe over the phone. While this may sound like a simple issue, I would like to point out that it is not. There is a reason people do have medical consultations where a doctor and a patient have a lengthy chat followed by an examination to establish a diagnosis and give treatment. Substituting that whole process with a phone call is a bit unsafe for both the patient and the doctor for reasons to do with safe prescriptions and registration respectively. You may not understand that, but just know that it is not the safest way of doing things. The point of this long paragraph? Use that doctor friend of yours, and ask for advice but do not be mad when he or she turns down your request to prescribe and tells you to get checked out at the nearest clinic. These things are not as obvious as we think they are, sometimes.

Having said that, others may think I have taken a swipe at them. I would like to think that I haven’t. This article, in my view is what we would call prophylaxis in the medical circles; something aimed at preventing future errors. On the other hand, I should make this point that before we became professionals in whatever field, we were sons, brothers, friends, baes and many other things to people. Obtaining a qualification and working in a certain field shouldn’t redefine everything about our lives. Lets talk as friends and wherever necessary as professionals and let us understand each other whenever our capacities are limited. Ngati pali pofunika kulipirana, let us pay each other for the work.

Ndiye wina tikakumana koonera Champions League adzafikire kundikuwira kuti Doc…. Ndidzamuswera botolo la Coca cola mmutu.

Happy Friday!

OF ROTTEN HOPES, PREVARICATION, AND NOISE

Socrates is credited to have said that, "No one desires evil," and we can interpolate all sorts of ethical maxims but it will take eternity to dispute this Socratic paradox. In principle, the ancient father of philosophy implied that whatever goal man may have in life, he can never wish bad luck to himself, he will fight the devil given an opportunity. It follows then that the character of humanity is based on two fundamental goals, happiness and winning. That's why you'll find a bandwagon Golden State fan celebrating in ‘Winiko style' for a 3-1 lead in the NBA final,  but in no time, the abject mood suddenly engulfs the character when he sees that the Cavaliers have magically turned on the screw to take the Ring. It's impossible to get bored with a win no matter how ugly it can be, and chigulu (aganyu a Man U included) will take satisfaction in the ills of another for the sole reason, to borrow the words of Charlse Darwin, "survival of the fittest." Many spiritualits will hang me for blasphemy when I say that even God is greedy for wanting to be the only one, He actually says so himself (try to understand Deut 32: 16). He created the world and wouldn't want to share with anyone (comrade Lucifer had other ideas). Enough for a moral lesson anyway as the blog's landlord who also earn a living by masquerading as a fixer of broken anatomies, would be livid and never invite me again if I keep on preaching. But one can discern that if there is a war between a greater good and personal glory, only a flyspeck of a population can choose the latter.

For a good reason, that's why Nyasaland is on the ropes of losing the hopes democracy gave her. For a long time, our fundamental problems have been well documented such that we don't need global financial watchdogs like the IMF and the World Bank to spell out that 80% of the citizenry are in the abyss of poverty nor that our rain-fed economy which relies on "those who smoke" has failed to create employment opportunities for the youths that we have resorted to opening artisanship colleges in 193 constituencies. We don’t need to be told time and again that we are a failed state. Perhaps we can blame the politicians for their greedy intentions on their quest for ultimate power. But why are other countries who were in deeper troubles than us (Rwanda comes quickly into mind, and I hear alot of noise also on Magufuli, the Tz bulldozer) have quickly migrated from ultrapoverty to sustained economies that they won't ever go to Zambia to beg for nsima. We cherish nsima anyway (the big Kahuna want us to try Zicheche for once). Diverse in culture the country can be, we have failed to find a collective goal that will repel the personal glories of everyone. Our hopes for the thriving of the majority are rotten because we have a weak political system that can eliminate egomaniacs building mansions in semi-urban areas, a system that can get rid of those ‘untouchables’ who will get away with any crime thrown on their faces, and those leaders whose only objective for seeking public positions is only to milk their way towards obesity. The weakness in the political system stems from the fact that we inherited every law from Colonialists such that their way has become our "only way." Our lawyers wear ugly wigs in court but we will chase lunatics on the road if they put one. Our levels of authority are congruent to Western political strands. Engineers and technicians will feel their place is in the office where they can zoom their lenses at the overlarge bossoms of ignorant secretaries when they should be in the field doing the works of a foreman (and we curse heavy rains for a damage caused by poor drainage system on newly constructed roads). And the bureaucracy that can make things done is longer than the presidential convoy, it takes ages for one to register anything or just to open up a pub. To cut the chase, our problems are rooted in the fact that we use a system that was built on the backbone of a Western country with different economic structure and cultural values. We can speculate, therefore, that our plans to parrot everything has led us to fail nail down white-collar thieves to the Maula stake. Not that everything British is bad, but from the beginning (Kamuzu time) we should have chosen a path that was a bit realistic for our goals instead of acting British.

Talking about catching thieves, every media outlet worth its salt is covering the infamous "Maizegate" which apparently looks to have implicated some big wigs in the ruling DPP. I am intrigued myself to get the relevant aspects of what the media calls a scam. I am tempted to call the whole debacle a bluff that some potbellied overzealous opposition parties used to hoax some misguided media houses to tear apart some DPP leaders. However, hearing the hullabalo it shows there is certainly some fire in the smoke, Some questions like 'how they (Admarc) gave contracts to two Zambian companies on the same day" and "why one of the companies has successfully sued the other company of feeling double-crossed. And why were politicians in the thick of the contractual razzmataz as if they are lawyers. Perhaps why did a third company found its way into the nest by conniving with the Lomwe political gaint through private emails (akuti mbava zinaba computer ku office yake ku Capital Hill). Perhaps we should be asking whether initial reports by the government  that up to 6.5m souls were facing 'galu wakuda' tallied with the situation on the ground. The inflated numbers probably were a means for some gurus with connection to the powers that be to cash in from the predicament. The crooks must have seen that an opportunity to pump their stomachs was to give poor Malawians a raw deal of paying K12500 for a bag of maize when the cost to get the same from Zambia is far much lower. We can only speculate. Prevarication here is baffling because we can't be certain who is the devil among all those involved. We had an inquiry sponsored by one Kapito of Cama which vindicated the government saying that nothing was amiss in the whole process (chibanzi chikuyankhula someone told me). And then the gaff'ment instituted a commission to uncover the truth, its deadline has been extended twice (we know why). And the publicly acclaimed inquiry by Joint-Committee of parliament which went to Zambia under the sponsorship of an NGO (fishy). The toothless ACB have indicated they will pounce on anyone implicated at any opportune time (kidding). Every soul is now a private investigator in own right, we like commedies, and this sounds sarcastic. The thieves are too cunning such that we can’t send another to catch a fellow.

We have a lot of empty tins making all sorts of noise, more like a country run on try and error. Now the focus is easily shifting towards the “jet” as government propagandists are beating a drum with a new song that the president deserves some respect and should have his own Boeing 737 instead of being in the first-class section on commercial airline. Well, some cadates are being paraded on MBC to advance the cause, while other ‘concerned mongers' are digging into the mysterious sell of the previous jet by Amayi (mesa anagulira chimanga). Not bad for noise, despite bigger challenges on our noses like prolonged salary payments to civil servants, floods, and universally acknowledged dire social welfare. Madonna keeps on stealing babies but we can’t modify laws to let our own modest families have the same privileges. (I was told super diva Rihanna had her toes smeared by fumbi laku Mchinji , ife timafunako autograph komanso tamva kuti sanakwatiwebe). As the year fade, we have to ask what this government has really accomplished now that half their term is gone. Its a government that doesn’t inspire confidence nor boost morale in all spheres of the society. It has a leadership that will take us nowhere because of dysfunctionality in their operations. Talk of ineffective public service, never-ending wrangles with the courts, collapsing tertiary education, and zero employment created. Yes they keep telling tales of how school leavers need to challenge themselves and become entrepreneurs, but how can a fresh graduate get a bank loan without collateral with very high interest rates that only make the banks happy? We clap hands on social programs which only consume large amounts of money but the output does not affect the economy.  We should be wiser next time lest we keep moving in circles.

Enjoy your weekend.

College Lessons from a Civil Engineer

by Edward "TNO" Chikhwenda

Those moments are still fresh in my head. Fresh as the fresh man I was back in January 2011. I arrived on 9th January, 2011, it was a Sunday. A cruise down the Chichiri hostels extension block seemed to be the beginning of the sudden realization that it was time for the long awaited transition. I was finally going to be called a college student. Just after being dropped off at the hostels, my stomach started feeling queasy at the mere remembrance of the fact that I forgot to take a spoon. What if there was more I forgot? Was I ready to face college? Was I ready for the University of Malawi?

Well, 7 years later, I made it! I thank God for letting me complete my studies at the University of Malawi as a student in structural civil engineering. I can’t lie that it has not been nerve wrecking experience especially with the academic fracas that surrounds the learning institution that is The Polytechnic. To make it through the University of Malawi as I did is a result of sheer grace and nothing more that I can boast of my own abilities. I would, however, love to share some of the principles that helped me and guided me through the strongholds of college which I believe would be useful for anyone that is ready to start college, continue with it or finalize their courses at their respective institution of higher learning.

To my beloved first year students, I would firstly like to say congratulations! To make it to college is no easy feat. It simply means that God has blessed the labor of your hands and hard work in secondary school has finally paid off. Having made it to this stage, you must realize that there is so much that you do not know about college. Do not let people look down on you, but then again, do not let your achievements thus far get to your head. The first thing that you need to acknowledge is that the race for you has just begun. A wise athlete will not start by sprinting in a marathon.
Make sure that you do not get radically involved in new behaviors when you just join college. The first semester of first year is the time to gauge how well you cope with the new environment and so my piece of advice to you is that you should be more of an observer than a participant. Failure to perform well in the first semester of college can be the worst blow to your confidence. You can always pick yourself up and pull up your socks when you do but it is much easier to gain momentum when you start right. Being a “law-abiding” citizen as much as it looks un-cool could be the best thing you could ever do in first year. Do not cower to the peer pressure at this stage especially since no one really cares what decisions you make now.

The fresh start is the best opportunity to set a good foundation for the rest of your college years. On that note, I would advise that you should at this stage have a goal of the person you want to turn out to be by the time you finish your course of study.  If there is one thing I learned in structural civil engineering is that every structural member is designed to meet the functional requirements of the specification. The type of foundation, type of columns, beams and slabs with their respective dimensions and reinforcement details are determined by the serviceability loads and ultimate limit states. This simply means that when the architect designs the aesthetic appearance of a proposed building, the civil engineer will have to determine the strength of the materials to be used in order to make sure the building becomes a reality. In simple terms the higher the building, the deeper the foundation and so on.

When you know the type of person you want to be when you finish, you will know exactly what to invest your time in as you begin your first year in college. The major challenge for college students and not only first years is procrastination.

Procrastination is probably one of the first terms you will learn in your first year of communication studies. In order to beat this beast, my advice to you as a college student is that you should have an organized thought pattern. Like many other problems we deal with on a daily basis, it all starts in the mind. If you want to be the best mentally organized student on campus, a notepad will have to be your best friend. Learn to journal almost anything new you learn or anything you plan to do. Make use of your smart gadgets to make to-do lists and set appointments on your calendars and set your alarms. Taking these things seriously will ensure that you become effective in almost everything you do at college.

To my beloved continuing students and final year students, it doesn’t get easier for you. Every year that you add at the university comes with new challenges. You have already been through the corridors of university so by now you should know the strings. I personally believe that the only way to successfully sustain what God has given you is to remain in God. I know several people claim to “make it” without God but a true sense of making it only comes from the realization of your purpose at College. I never ever dreamt of becoming a civil engineer. I wanted to study medicine instead, but when I was selected to study at Polytechnic after several trials, I realized why God had located me there. When you realize why you have been selected to pursue a particular course at college from God, you will find every ounce of strength he will provide you with to complete your course successfully. To those who are still searching, do not give up. “And He has made from one blood every nation of men to dwell on all the face of the earth, and has determined their preappointed times and the boundaries of their dwellings, so that they should seek the Lord, in the hope that they might grope for Him and find Him, though He is not far from each one of us” – Acts 17:26-27 (KJV Holy Bible).

Edward Chikhwenda is a fresh Civil Engineering graduate from the Polytechnic. He is passionate about youth development and ministry. He ministers through Christian Rapp under the name TNO and has one album titles Crazy for God. 

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Social Media Hype

It is a wonderful day and I understand some of you may be visiting this blog for the first time. Well. You happen to be reading the 100th post on the Richie Online blog. A lot of liberal posts on this blog, if you are to check the previous articles.

Those who have been following this blog may relate to the fact that I have always talked of my love for the social media. I have at some point signed up for any social network you can mention (except for Waplog and Mxit) and while I mostly stick to Facebook and Instagram, I take do take peeps at my Imo, LinkedIn, Twitter, Skype, Viber, BlackBerry Messenger and WeChat.

Social networks have made the world smaller and along with that have come many goodies and baddies. I have to admit that I love both sides of the coin. I just love all the politics in the social media, the hoaxes and the ignoramuses who believe them, people trying to gain religious mileage and wannabe atheists on the other end. It is all just awesome. And then there are these people called success coaches who think they can go into the business after listening to a few motivational talks by Zig Ziglar and reading a bit from Robert Kiyosaki plus their friends who are all over writing things as if they heard that God was on Twitter. Yes, we cannot forget those who believe in the instant change of their fortunes after commenting Amen on some Man of God’s post and those who think that they can win a Range Rover Evoque by sharing a picture from a “not-so-official” Range Rover page. Koma zonsezi nzabhobho. I will not mention team every status about bae for reasons best known to myself.

I might have taken a swipe at many people with what I have just said but to be honest, I feel like people have taken social networking to another level to an extent that many of us hardly have a life outside the various social platforms. It has come to the level where people have gone on to say that if it wasn’t uploaded on Instagram it might as well not have happened. I remember there once was a hoax circulating that Facebook might be shutting its doors for good and closing the site for good. That literally sent chills down some people’s spines because they could not imagine life without these social “things”. At the end of this article I will probably sum it all and the lesson will be that there is more to life than social networking, but before I go there I just want to throw a couple of random thoughts (hopefully not nukes).
In the old days, there were very few social media vices; kufunsira akazi oti sitikuwadziwa mma inbox (and they would respond by writing long posts about it because we did not have screenshots then), unnecessary stalking (stalking a girl mpakana ending up on the page of her ex boyfriend’s sister), posting nudes and all that. People do not do those stupid things nowadays and they have switched to more positive things like charitable works, entrepreneurship, evangelism, testifying , educational posts and my favorite activity of all; activism. I do not have issues with all these, but I think we have a lot of people making noise about things they really aren’t (about).

Entrepreneurs and success coaches seem to have taken the centre stage in the social media nowadays. These are people who preach about success through business and go about labeling all who are on a job as people who are giving temporary treatment to the chronic illness of poverty. While there might be a point or two in their message, I find some of these messages repetitive and offensive. I am one of those people who believe that the best way of getting someone on board on any meaningful course is to guide them by the hand; showing them how better they can be, and not by telling them how bad things will be if they keep with their ways. Some of you are into this, and your messages could use some adjustment. Talking of success messages, some have shamelessly lifted off posts of some celebrities and pasted them on their timelines as their own. Success coaches plagiarizing from American rappers and all. Do we hate motivation? We surely don’t. But we do not want to be demotivated with the boasting people call motivation. All this unsolicited advice doesn’t work when you have little to show for it, by the way. Ndangonenapo.

Then there are those who are into activism. We have people who criticize systems (government and otherwise) without offering alternatives. The interesting thing is that they hardly do anything other than write long posts on Facebook talking of how wrong things are with this country. They are the same people who go on criticizing ESCOM and the President (those are the most criticized along with Water Board and University Councils; and the national football team), only to stay indoors when demonstrations against the things they cry about are being held. You just got to love the excuses that come out in such situations. I am pretty sure that if we all took half the action we brag about on the social media, this country would have been better off. My views, eti?

This article is getting too long so I will spare those change agents who flood the social media with pictures over the so called charity works and all that they are doing in our villages, schools and communities. I will not talk about the companies that are all over town teaching people in areas of project management and proposal writing. They are probably doing some good around (I hope), but I wish the publicity was proportionate to the work done.

Signing off...

I promised to give a lesson that there is more to life than social networking. Here it is. I have said it again.

If you are one of those who are educating us on the various social platforms, you are doing a good job. Just add some action in your own life and make sure you add a bit of something to show for. It’s good for both leaner and teacher. If you are doing some activism, front line politics, ministry, music, charity works and all, you have to understand that not all the things require publicity. You also need to know that there has to be a good motive behind social media publicity and that if there is a true need for such, the publicity needs to be proportionate to the efforts on the ground.

I look forward to the day when the ideals we share on social networks will actualize in real life, otherwise tiyeni tizingochezapo apa.

Ndalemba ndi Ineyo; The Richie of Richie Online.

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