By Kanute Tangwa aka K(C)anute Tangwa
Sitting at a joint at Carrefour Defosso which gives me the possibility of having a 180 degrees view of the goings and comings.
The incessant crests and troughs of human activity as the bar, circuit, petty store, kiosk, bendskin and tourne-dos owners struggle for survival and space while students and pupils, continously brushed by buxom mamies and damsels flaunting their undulating generous behinds left and right, weaving their way through this mesh so as to make it early to school or early back home.
Without warning there is a din, and taking my eyes off the bottle of small Guinness, the Carrefour is swarmed by bendskin drivers in colourful ashwabi making the free flow of traffic practically impossible.
But the bendskins always have a solution to their habitual cacophony. I watched keenly.
Three of them alighted from their bikes and posted themselves at the North, the East and the West and managed deftly the flow of vehicles from the three cardinal points.
From the east end, I understood the brouhaha; it is a Thursday!
Indeed, on Thursdays and Fridays mortuaries in Douala are virtually emptied of their inert lifeless human occupants. Today is not different……(To be continued…vacation fine)