Reviews & Profiles
‘My husband hacked and left me for dead’
Posted Monday, October 28 2013 at 01:00
What looked like an ordinary night for Madiina Nabirye and her family turned out to be a chilling one as her husband took an axe and hacked her and their daughter, hoping to leave them dead. His plan did not work as Nabirye is alive to tell her story.
The night of August 11, marked the beginning of a dark chapter of Madiina Nabirye’s industrious life.
A mother of two, Nabirye used to vend foodstuffs and pots with her husband Menya Nabongo Kirya of Kangulumo Village Namutumba, at Namutumba trading centre. Later, they moved to Musiita trading centre in Mayuge District.
In early August, she returned to her parents’ home in Nawaikoona, Namutumba District to weed the sweet potatoes she had planted. When her husband asked her to return to her marital home, she begged for a few more days to finish the weeding.
When she was done, she asked him to pick her and the children because of the luggage she had – groundnuts, pots and oranges for sale back home in Musiita. He came, picked the goods and went ahead of them. When Nabirye and the children arrived at Musiita, he welcomed them and they started selling the merchandise. They managed to sell everything.
As they retired home, her husband felt an urge to eat Nile perch, so they bought some and had it with sweet potatoes for supper. Nabirye had no idea of what horror would befall her that day.
“As I prepared supper, he took a nap and when he woke up, he picked up an axe which he took for sharpening. I thought he was taking the axe to sharpen for splitting firewood. When he returned, I asked my son to call his father to bathe, since supper was almost ready,” Nabirye says.
She recalls that even after supper, the family had a chat without any incident and because she was exhausted, she soon fell asleep.
From this point on, Nabirye does not remember what happened and has only been told the detail by her son. The young boy says after his mother went to bed, his sister Fazira Musibiika also followed suit but he remained awake. After a while, he saw his father douse a cloth with what is suspected to be chloroform which he smeared on Nabirye’s nose and that of Musibiika.
When the boy tried to wake up the two, they hardly reacted and shortly after, his father emerged with the axe with which he first hit Nabirye’s jaws and later the bone that separates the eyes. He hit her until the jaws and the bone were shattered. Then he picked a knife which he used to gorge out Nabirye’s eyes from their sockets. He then descended on the little girl whose ears he cut off and later attempted to slaughter her before leaving them for dead.
Today, Nabirye cannot see. A stick separates her jaws lest they get stuck together. According to her, all this happened without her feeling any pain possibly because of the heavy dose of chloroform.
She narrates that after they had been assumed dead, her son saw his father go to the neighbour’s house asking him to transport him to Namutumba. He claimed that he had received information that he was needed dead or alive to attend to an emergency but the neighbour refused, arguing that he did not ride his motorbike after midnight. Feeling dejected, Kirya returned to their house.
“My son says when his father found him staring at me, he was terrified and dashed into his bed and covered himself fearing he could be the next victim. When his father asked him where the house keys were, the boy pretended he did not know where they were. His father then picked the knife and axe, washed them and hung them on the roof of the house before packing all the beddings, the money that Nabirye had and her mobile phone.
Waking up to darkness
“All the money we had collected that day which was more than Shs700,000 together with my phone were taken. The boy says it seems I was hit by the cold because when I regained my senses, I was moving aimlessly within the house like a headless chicken.”
She adds that in her state of confusion, her son kept telling her how the father had chopped them, but Nabirye could not hear what he was saying. Finally, her son helped her touch the affected parts.
“My son says he told me; ‘Mummy touch here and see where daddy chopped you,’ When I touched my eyes, they dropped inside the sockets. I strongly believe my eyes were stitched inside the skin when I was taken to hospital because even now, I can see light even people as they move,” she asserts.