Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Zimbabwe - Cry My Beloved Country

We, Zimbabweans in the Diaspora tend to view our own piece of the motherland through the lens of an impartial tourist. Just when I was titling this blog, I initially unrightfully named it "Zimbabwe - Cry The Beloved Country", but that title lacked a huge factor that relays my innermost feelings and sentiments on my own country. There was no sense of entitlement to it. With thus said, it evolved to what it is. Zimbabwe is my heart, my House of Stone, my Great Zimbabwe, my everything that made me the man that I am today. It is such an eye-soar to see what the media has to say about the meltdown of the once great Southern African bread basket. It has not only been an economic avalanche on our, my, southern nation, but far more to it with every socio-political and judiciary column breaking down in the very eyes of the international community. There are over 3 million Zimbabweans that currently live outside Zimbabwe and are empowering already rich nations. Going back home the way it is now is either a bad option or no option at all to many of us. It is such a painful dilemma to live with, no man should ever have to face this. With it comes an unpatriotic cloud that hovers over me everyday and shrouds me into this introvert mentality that mutts my burning desire to speak out about my beloved country. I can’t see them running down my eyes, but my heart is sinking in my tears and I can only make this blog cry.

http://www.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/africa/03/13/zimbabwe.court.ap/index.html

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Came home and went jogging after a long time, reminisced on the passed weekend I spent with my babie while I typed this blog. She was on the phone with me as always, sicula ingoma zothando bobuntu.…hungry like crazy, yet to cook. JD aint here, Keith flying in soon and picking him up. Back to family time lo dali.
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See link above for some of the latest stories on Zimbabwe by CNN.
My sentiments on the chaos in Zimbabwe are yet to be really aired on the blog.
I AM GREAT ZIMBABWE.

Monday, March 12, 2007

The Big Apple


Spent the weekend in the big apple. Brooklyn is much better than the mainstream media presents it. It was all good up there, perhaps more special because of being with uKhosi. Yena kanye, sibonene okwama mpela. We sang together, she is so wonderful and it doesnt get better for me. With her entry in my life nothing else matters now, each day passed she is more and more special. It all ignited ngim'bona at the Dunken Donuts on Atlantic Ave in Brooklyn,NY at abt 10.30am mhlaka March 10 2007. That hug lasted forever and that first kiss...mmhh....right inside DD. Hand in hand we left, and never parted hands since then. All was sharp sharp, mina naye at the small breakfast joint with Tarisai Sengadi, u mfo wethu, and then went to Manhattan lase statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, and Times Square. After TS I can say sengize ngafika eAmelika bantu bo. Ayisi getsi lapho. Anyway, time spent was special and the kiss stealing in the subways was priceless. Looking into her eyes and telling her my inner most feelings was the most man I have ever been. She brought that out. Nguye kanye, owami.
Soxoxa futhi sibili
Evertone BuKhosi Siwela

Monday, March 05, 2007

First Month

We made it through the first month sisonke. I could have never defined a wonderful time had we not have reached this juncture. How beautiful is it for your loved one to tell you that they just had the best month of their life by just being with you. I know. I knowbecause she told me so. yena othandekayo. I pray for many more months and years with this woman, she is very special. Everyone knows it.

Friday, March 02, 2007

Luba Lami

Mak'qhamuka wena Nana
Yini ngishawa luvalo
Ungidliseni na?
Ngicela ungidlise konke bo
Luba lam'

I cant even begin to detail all that has made me happy lately, but it is worth noting that one of the happiest moments was to be "there" on the 3 dozen delivery. Special coincidence? nah ...more like devine intervention. I am becuase she is, and we are. Nguye kanye, sibili. What else could I have done to show thanks for all that I have ever prayed for? I just wanted to celebrate ubuntu nobuntombi bake, ubuluba bake obuqakatekileyo. Celebrate who she is and embrace her with empowerment. Ngim'thanda enjalo, uNana.