| view of the city |
Everyone seems to be in a traditional gait of hurrying
somewhere this part of the world. Streets filled to the brim and everyone
oblivious of their environment. The city is a beehive of activity where ‘man
for himself’ adage seems to be the norm of the day. It’s Nairobi, the greatest
economy in East Africa. Where all types of income generating tasks are dully
accepted by the society.
Rea- estate’s sector in this part of the world is a booming
industry. Everyone can’t help but scramble for a piece of the pie. With
classifieds all over the local dailies, it’s not hard to see an investment
opportunity once it arises. May be you can also see them online via the social
networks like Facebook, twitter and blogs.
Having contacted the agents and arranged a meeting you just sit and
relax, ready to make a move to property ownership.
As you walk up the steps into the offices of ‘Kamau
real-estate managers and agents’ you can’t help but realize the humble
furniture of a multimillion real-estates agency. “This is our office, feel free
to pop in anytime. We’ve arranged for a viewing of the property.’’ In a few
minutes time, you’re off to view a half an acre piece plot that is available on
the cheap.
The property on sale
has a sign post erected on it reading, ‘this land is not for sale’. “That board
is erected there because we don’t want cons selling this property of ours.
Nairobi has become a den sprawling with them lately, but you can be free to
check ownership with the local authorities if you don’t trust us.” The agent
says with a smile on his face.
Checking with the authorities the land is proved to be theirs
hence you make the payments. Trouble begins when it time to develop the
property, court junctions fly into your face. Anti-fraud investigators come
after your ass. Then you realize you’ve been duped.
The people in council offices had been bribed to temporarily
change the lands registry, and the office that you visited existed virtually
not technically. A revisit to ‘Kamau real-estate managers and agents’ offices you’re
shuddered, a kinyozi which doubles up as a salon is what you see. Your real
estate agent is nowhere in sight. Welcome to Nairoberry ladies and gents.
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