The rims of her eyes looked swollen and red, like she had been crying. Her hair was chaotic, like she had just been out on a windy day. The multicoloured dress she wore – black, red, yellow, green, white – was speckled with what looked like soup stains. But beneath her harried exterior, I saw a beauty that overshadowed her evident predicament.
This morning I have no headache, I have no champagne hangover and I didn’t wake up with a strange woman’s arm flopped across my chest… (read on)
I didn’t believe Commander General Constantino Chiwenga could pull it off and, up until he upped the ante, after the stupid and provocative statements by Simon Khaya Moyo and that overzealous…
This chaos could have been prevented and the evidence is overwhelming that Zimbabwe and President Mugabe do not fit the role of WHO Goodwill Ambassador.
From a young age I have always had peers looking up to me, or asking me for help in one way or another. This constantly reminds me that I have something that not every young person has…
The Zodwa matter went to the censorship board. I imagine the board members drove all the way to the office in their $30,000 Ford Rangers. I imagine around the oval boardroom table was a neat row of mineral water and Mazoe Orange bottles, for them to sip on while discussing Zodwa’s weighty matters.
I’ve been wondering, a lot, about all that’s going on in Zimbabwe. You read the news, you hear from friends and relatives, and you get the picture. And, naturally, you start imagining the kinds of solutions that could end the cyclical pain and suffering…
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This morning I woke up in a frenzied panic. No! It was not because I had a nightmare. It is because I woke up thinking of that which had kept me up till way after midnight: how am I going to survive Zimbabwe with all that is happening?
My lengthy bachelorhood and living in Harare – which is a cultural melting pot – enabled me to date women from different tribes. I can’t say I found Karangas to be better kissers than Ndebeles. With the lights dimmed and Marvin Gaye CD rotating, Karanga, Korekore, Matebele and Zezuru lips possess the same texture and taste.