By The Time He Woke Up….

Its day 18 of the WINTERABC so here we go… I was sixteen the first time I saw her at the market.Growing up, Papa had taught us better – never speak to the Master unless spoken to, he said. Never look at his family for too long,unless if the ancestors are calling for you from…

How Not To Be Racist – A Guideline For First Year Students.

And here I was, seated alone reading John Grisham’s novel – A Time to Kill, waiting for the bus to arrive. He appeared from nowhere and his eyes lasered in on me,as if I was his target for the day. There was something unusual about him,and the way he moved with a limp in his…

Death Is Funny Like That…

They say time heals, the sadness gradually goes away, fresh wounds become old scars and we learn to live again, or do we?. We hashtag grief and make it trend like a Donald Trump tweet #ThisTooShallPass . But does it really pass ?, or we just learn to mask away our pain with time, after…

And If I Had One Wish…

My mind is conflicted as to which notable Afrikan personality I would love to meet. If this were a question of what to eat for dinner, my BBQ sauce filled mind would have shouted “chicken wingsss” without thinking twice.Its day 13 of the #WinterABC and the topic of the day does make it clear this…

The Purge : A Genocide In Post Independence Zimbabwe

She took a slug of the water and placed the metal cup down. Her viscose dress was covered in blood but she did not care much of her appearance at this moment. My father had bought her this dress the Christmas before ,when he had come back ekhaya for the holidays. She felt like crying,…

A People Without A Language..

I am ashamed to say I can count to a 100 better in English than in my mother tongue, ashamed to say I passed this foreign language at school and had better scores than that of my mother’s language. See, for decades I have been taught in languages that are not my own, and forgotten…

I Ain’t Loyal

Now unless it’s Cheese Cake Factory or Nando’s that we are talking about, I don’t really care much about brands. I hardly give a flying rat when it comes to the brands I wear nor do i buy into the hype of having a logo plastered onto something am into. But then again, by now…

A Few Good Apples

Ever got on social media to catch up with what’s going on only to find yourself feeling terrible as you end up reading only negative stories. There are those who live to vent on social media about everything from politics to bad customer service from their taxi driver. At times our feeds end up looking…

Of Afrikan Creatives And Wishes…

I will be the first one to admit – this week’s #WinterABC topics have placed me outside of my zone. I mean my comfort zone were I get to Nexflix and chill without really thinking much of the content I have to put out there, of the lil contribution I bring to the table and…

Of Blogging And Finding Family In Strangers…

I am ashamed to say I do not know as many Zimbabwean bloggers as I would like to or should. Today’s challenge made me realize that am not putting myself out there and finding out more about Zimbabwean bloggers, rather I know more of Ghanaian or Uganda bloggers than my own country people shame on…