Towards the tail end of 2024, I saw a tweet from a lady proudly proclaiming she’d read 110 books that year. Congratulatory replies poured in, with people marvelling at her dedication. I, too, offered my congratulations—it was no small achievement… Continue Reading →
I still remember the haze of last December as though it were yesterday—empty skies stretching over dusty roads, with everyone clinging to the promise of rain. The year had dragged on, marked by uncertainty and the dust of unfulfilled promises…. Continue Reading →
I often find myself considering the price we pay for tradition. As a staunch supporter of cultural practices like lobola, I’ve witnessed how tradition often becomes an attempt to appease the dead by bullying the living. I stood helplessly watching… Continue Reading →
In recent years, the principles of therapy culture have increasingly influenced the collective mindset of modern society in profound ways. What began as a well-intentioned effort to destigmatise mental health challenges and make support more accessible has morphed into a… Continue Reading →
My grandmother once told me a story, it has in some way shaped how I see loyalty, betrayal, and the complexity of human nature. As I sit here, thinking back to her words and fighting the pesky mosquitoes, I can… Continue Reading →
Growing up in Harare in the late 1990s, I thought I understood the shape of justice. As a young Black Zimbabwean, born after independence, I had been raised on the glorious and often grim stories of our liberation struggle. The… Continue Reading →
In a world that feels increasingly complex and scary, it’s tempting to seek refuge in simple narratives and clear-cut villains. We long for certainty, for neat categories of right and wrong that can help us navigate the chaos. I feel… Continue Reading →
Sometimes the simplest things in life are the ones that stay with us the longest. While travelling through Italy, my friend Mhofu—a man of remarkable intellect and professional renown—sent me a photograph that took me utterly by surprise. Amid Renaissance… Continue Reading →
I have come to believe that each life flows like a river, shaped by the choices we make, the chances we take, and the love we give. As I look back on my own journey, I see calm waters and… Continue Reading →
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