Part 2 : life of Hustler It was through the hardship, I have started to see the meaning of life. I spent two full years at the University of Botswana being a self sponsored student. With the state of impoverished background which some term as humble beginnings was not easy to meet other basic needs like accommodation, food and toiletries and other dimensions of life like galvanting as i was a hedonist back then before giving my life to the Alpha and Omega the most High, our ever loving God who permitted me to right this part which will be definitely be part of my memoirs. Being a self made hustler by the system I felt the government was not fair for denying me sponsorship. I moved from one office to another in order to justify why I was not elligible for government sponsorship yet some who were denied the same were given sponsorship a year later. Among other offices I went were Office of the President, Ombudsman, Office of My Area MP, DTEF amongst others and this bored no fruits. It was how they manufactured a man who was ready to command the mountains to throw themselves into the sea. With such great blow from the government dreams were nearly shattered and had to soldier on. I had to sell cigarettes and airtime and I later find a part time employment at Tebelopele as a part time counselor. The job which was never be a part time as the circumstances made it a point that i was a full time and eventually made me to acquire enough to sustain myself. I later dumped selling cigarettes and airtime give it to Thatayaone Gabolekwe my cousin and open unregistered cash loan named Pride Rock Holdings which was strictly to UB students and Nurses Association staff where I was residing. The cash loan blossomed and made significant profits in a short period of time and i started to enjoy the fruits hard ship. The proceed from the cash loan were later used to buy a resedential plot at Kopong in 2007. Which I later developed by another struggle free from loans or whatsover. I thank God for that. With the struggle to get sponsorship from JD Nkate it was a battalion fight in which I told myself I will never gave up. As I am also entitled to enjoy the golden fruits of our golden independence. In most cases I had to abscond my classes to do part time jobs which were highly rewarding. It was beginning Of August 2007 when I receive a call from JD Nkates secretary to come to their office on Tuesday the following week. To meet the honourable minister was something that I have been yelling, craving and forward looking for. #Tobecontinued#
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 05:00:17 +0000