(Looking back, I realise I write a post like this every three damn years. It gets kind of depressing, but here goes.) Once again, we celebrate our…
Yeah I said it. And I haven’t even been there, either. So the question is, does it suck because I’ve never been, or I’ve never…
She strained back, arching her body so that her silky black hair almost brushed his legs. He felt her shudder deep inside, losing control one…
Not only am I unconvinced, I’m highly sceptical. Watching, listening to and analysing Simba Makoni, I can’t help but noticing the man’s arrogance is tempered by a nagging lack of enthusiasm.
This week Zimbabweans “celebrate” their 27th year of independence from settler rule. Yup, it’s been a whole 27 years since we threw off the shackles of colonialism, and let us not forget our freedom was not granted but taken after a long and protracted stuggle in which many of our gallant sons and daughters gave their lives to return our land to its rightful owners.