Until the camel dies, its back would never be spared of laden. You are living in a compound house and you dream of having a peace of mind, dream on my dear because I bet you wouldn’t want to wake up to this damning reality.
Until you build or buy or through whatever means get to be a bonafide owner of a house, you simply cannot avoid certain harsh and unfathomable character traits of people you share a compound with. The truth is even if you are at your somewhere minding your own business, some of these tenants just won’t leave you be. They would find whatever or whichever means to serve you a fair share of their distasteful trouble.
Mind you dear reader, when I say compound house I nowhere mean a gated, well cemented, fenced, neatly furnished and kept house—compound house here means the type where the place is too crowded that one would practically bath another’s child in the morning in oblivion. A type where you have to walk through someone’s living room before entering your own room. The kind of compound houses where everything is in disarray, where kids walk about tirelessly,malnourished and unkempt. Now that is what I am talking about.
And in these houses , you would find these kind of people