There is opportunity in the air...

I was out shopping yesterday in one of those new US Dollar supermarkets in town. It was full of Hararians who were piling their baskets and trolleys with groceries. Shopping-starved, I thought.

I stopped at a shelf that was loaded with mayonnaise. It had been long since I'd seen the stuff on a Zimbabwean supermarket shelf. US$5,00 for a 750g bottle. I was standing there doing some sums un my head, wondering if it was expensive or not, when up came a woman and her daughter of about ten.

"Mayonn… Continue

We are artists. We are rivers undulating towards an unknown and unseen ocean. We are droplets of water caressing the rocks that shape our passage to the sea. We are the song of nature that is writing itself as it goes along. A different chorus for every day. We are the splashes of life- evaporating into each other. In a restless tumble to the sea.

But we must burn. Every so often, as artists we must burn. Unrepentantly, unreservedly we must explode into flame and incinerate the barriers that at… Continue

Charles Mungoshi had this to say about seeking your purpose in life:

Nhetembo ndipo parerere mwoyo wako...
Pamweoyo wako ndipo pachitubu choupenyu hwako,
Pamanyuko ezvose zvauri.

Poetry is where your heart lies...
Where your heart lies there your spring of life gushes forth,
It is the source of all that you are.

Nhetembo yakamirira chokwadi,
Nokudaro kuedzesera manyepo.

Poetry stands for truth,
Falsity results from imitation.