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This particular dark night had Munoda feeling like the world was coming to an end. Expecting to find a plate of hot food waiting for him, after a protracted day laboring in his maize field, he had found his lazy wife snoring lights out on a small mat, besides the dying fire in their hut. […]

The November savannah sun was glaring in its full brilliance as I trudged to the railway station musing over the burdening uncertainty that lay ahead exposing my vulnerability hauntingly, in an unpleasant manner. Clutching on to my threadbare ruffled bag it just crossed my mind that every railway station in Zimbabwe was always to the south of

’Oh, for goodness sake, Alice.  Why NOW?’  Alice would long remember Charles’ irritated reaction to her labour pains.  What an inconvenience it had been for him!  He had had to switch off the television in the middle of a test match and drive her to their remote army base hospital in the pouring rain.   Alice remembered the chaotic

The paths of nature had brought us here, a tale had been told where happily ever after was a choice and now here I was the embodiment of the tale. He looked up and smiled at me “you do not meet strangers, simply different versions of who we could become. Your reservation is at table

I walked out of my cabin to be greeted by the blistering heat of the dessert, my forehead already covered in a layer of perspiration from the morning activities. I lazily removed my camouflage coat as my boots swiftly moved towards the tent. The boisterous chatter of men reached my ears as I pushed the

ʺAre you okay ?ʺ,I asked as I moved closer to the sobing lady.Tears kept streaming down her eyes as she responded,ʺI don’t have money,my daughter is seriously illʺ. She grasped the doctor’s report firmly and seemed to be re-reading it over and over again.For a moment, I even forgot that I had a few errands to

Clutching her battered suitcase in her hand, she got off the bus and trudged down the dust road. Her eyes were filled with tears and all you could see was a poor soul begging for a little love and affection. She trotted down the dust road with a heavy heart, weary face and blur eyes

(Background and context) 1995– first ever encounter with depression,I got extremely sick kidney infection,general body weakness,my mouth stunk because I couldn’t even get out of bed to brush my teeth and when I did I opened my mouth and stalagtite and stalagmite.I could barely get down the stairs without having to ‘sit this one out’/sit

The stranger I met on that fateful day wasn’t so much strange as he was a mystery. He was someone I should know as well as I know anything in this universe but I soon realized I didn’t know the stranger as well as I thought. When someone is tangled in the blanket of sleep,

I walked out of my cabin to be greeted by the blistering heat of the dessert, my forehead alreadycovered in a layer of perspiration from the morning activities. I lazily removed my camouflage coatas my boots swiftly moved towards the tent. The boisterous chatter of men reached my ears as Ipushed the curtain open to