Cursed - My Name Is Karma

CHAPTER 23

NARRATED
Landela made his way in the dining room slash lounge from a long day in the fields where he found all his family members about to eat their supper. He worked as a farmer, employed by one of the local farm owners. Not that he couldn’t find a better job with a degree in Computer Science. In fact jobs in this field were not scarce. He just doesn’t know what happened. Every time he got called for an interview or test, he would always fall sick.

His mother, who was his biggest cheerleader, even suggested that he stopped applying for jobs that required his degree and instead looked for something in his hometown because she feared losing his son to mysterious that seemed to always attack him when he was applying for a job of his own liking.

He greeted and then he sat down. His little sister brought him his plate. He smiled and thanked her. He was such a humble soul. Everyone ate. His uncle together with his wife, his aunts and older brother were very happy to see him suffering like this.

See, a local inyanga told them that Landela was going to be the most successful member in their family and they couldn’t have that. Jealousy drove them to cursing him. If it was up to them, he wouldn’t even had finished matric. It is because of his mother’s prayers that he was still alive today. His older sister chose to leave home as soon as she finished high school. She once heart the uncle and his wife talking about the curse. From that day on, she stayed far from them until she left home.

L’s mom: “how was work son?”
Landela: “tiring ma. Sometimes I wish I could just work from home.” His little sister laughed while his mother chuckled.
L’s older brother: “you should be grateful about what you have and not complaining about petty things. Some people go to sleep without food in their stomach. Stop being a brat.”

L’s mom: “hawu. He was just telling me about his day. Why are you taking this too personal?
L’s sister: “yeah man, what’s up? Why you tripping?”
L’s uncle: “what did I say about using that language here at home Linzulu?” she rolled her eyes discretely.

After dinner, Landile went to his back room to freshen up and then came back to the main house to watch TV. While watching Generations, The Legacy, the uncle just stood up and ran outside. Of course this shocked everyone and they all ran out. The uncle stood outside the gate screaming things you couldn’t hear. His wife, Landela’s brother and aunts followed suit. They screamed and started taking their clothes off, complaining about burning.

By now, the community was gathering around them and many people were taking videos. Lights from the surrounding houses made everyone see what exactly was going on. The brother kneeled in front of Landela and started saying he is sorry. Landela was confused as fuck. He didn’t know what to say. The community started talking.

Guy 1: “they are witches.”
Woman 1: “they bewitched the poor boy. They are all saying his name.” Landela’s eyes popped out. His uncle stepped closer to him stark naked. Landile was now afraid so he took a few steps back.

L’s uncle: “I am very sorry son. I was driven by jealousy and envy. I was jealous because I was told you were going to be the most successful one in the family. We went to inyanga and tied your blessing to a doll and buried it outside your room. We wanted nothing to go right in your life.”

L’s brother: “I am really sorry little brother. I should’ve been supportive of you and I should’ve protected you as your big brother but I failed you. Instead I bewitched you. I regret everything I did. I am sorry.”

L’s uncle’s wife: “well you deserved it. What did you think? That you will get successful, take your mother and sister and then move to town leaving us in this God forsaken place? Over my dead body. We did well by bewitching you because you were going to think you are all high and mighty.”

L’s uncle: “shut up MaNzuza. Can’t you see you are making things worse?”
Woman 2: “witchcraft. The nerve. We should burn them alive.”

While the community was gathering around them, threatening to kill them, the inyanga ran through the crowd naked and ran into the yard. He went to Landela’s door. He dug something out and came back with a doll which had multiple pins on it and blood. He went to put the doll on the ground inside the circle the community had created. The community burned the doll and as they were gathering tires to burn the bewitching family, Landela’s uncle’s wife and one of his aunts escaped.

The other family members cried and begged for their lives but you know once your fate has been decided by the community, there is no escaping liability. Landela was shocked by what was happening. He didn’t know what to do. He thought that he had some bad luck all these years but in all truth, it was just his family who didn’t wish him well.

His mother’s heart broke seeing and hearing what she heard. How the family wished nothing good to happen in her son’s life. She took Landela’s hand and his sister and together they walked inside the yard while after Landile locked the door. When they got to the lounge, their mother ordered them to kneel down and they started praying.

They prayed so hard that after the session, Landela’s phone rang. It was someone inviting him to an interview in three days. He was shocked because he hadn’t applied for a job for so long but his mom suggested that maybe this is God trying to show himself. They prayed again that the interview goes well and then they went to sleep. The community was still burning the other family members. Landela was sad to see his family perishing like that but there was nothing they could do, they brought this upon themselves.
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