[The Herald] Isdore Guvamombe -The silence as one arrives at Chibondo is eerie and profound. Only chirping birds that intermittently somersault, albeit, effortlessly from one tree branch to another or from one grass tuft to another, give a sign of life. Distant cranking cattle bells give another sign of human existence, the resettled farmers. Otherwise it is quiet. Loud silence! The silence there speaks a lot. ......
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