Moving slowly towards veranda of the uncompleted building came a man of black suit whose name was Carson defined as the sender of the capturers who also came to the front of Mandela,spat on his face and uttered to him ..you bastard that thinks he could win all.
Surprisingly to Mandela he heard the voice of his best friend and can also be called his childhood friend .He took a quick thought and say out his name "Carson!! Why are you doing these .What have i done to deserve all these .
Carson spat at his face the second time and inadvertently trying to dodge the saliva coming out of his friend's mouth,he hit his head and fell to the ground ..His friend being confused didn't know what to do.He kindly took his men along with him and they all went far away.
Mandela as the brave and strong man he was came back to consciousness and stood up as a tortoise trying to get up with a last strength.Remembering all what happened,he laughed sorrowfully soliloquizing "Truly friendship,a scam "