Thursday, last week was the happiest day of my life, and so was the 3rd of September and the day when I was born, the day when I will die. I Believe in God and He believes in me. While writing about my experience I do not intend to accuse anyone, there is no room for hate in my heart, am only hoping that as you pass through rough times you dare to be happy and trust in a God that died so you can live, not on the edge of despair but 100%, as you are a passion fruit, a fruit of Love. I was arrested in February 2018 together with my girlfriend, the One I want to spend my forever with. We were accused of possessing illegal stuff belonging to the government of T, a white lie, as seen from their perspective. We spent 19 days in a cell of a police station, days of hope mixed with seemingly absolute despair. We were sleeping on the tiled floor with empty plastic bottles as pillows. This is the place where I first had Malaria and thought it might be the End. As the other prisoners in my cell noticed my dire condition, not even being able to stand on my own they called the officers and I was taken to a clinic, where the diagnostic was confirmed and was given medication. The medication was entrusted to the officers as prisoners are only given their dose at the prescribed time. As we returned to the police station I was given the medication ( about 5 pills). In the morning I was only given one pill and that was the last I saw of the medication which I was supposed to receive for one week. Providentially a friend from Zambia together with the envoy of the Zambian embassy visited me soon after and the envoy let me know that there is a dose of one or two pills which will sort out the whole Malaria issue. My friend got me 2 pills and soon I was close to new. Not having much to do in the cramped cell I used my time singing and scratching the names of all the world's countries, at least the ones I could remember. What was great during the time when we were in the police cells was that our cells (mine and my girlfriend's ) were next to each others so from time to time we could chat face to face, it made us forget some of the sadness which had creeped over us. ( in progress- incomplete)