Exams and assignments are about to be over, oh what a relief that will be. Producing a 34-50 page document on a topic is a prodcut of sleepless nights and hours of internet googling.very soon, we say goodbye to Google Search and welcome You-tube and Facebook. Internet has become a part of our daily lives.
Anyway, you see in Asia, the spirit of Xmas is not there, you have to create your own Santa Claus story and sing your own Christmas carols. If you cant then you have one option left. Air Asia should be the cheapest in the region.Then i think of my mother, how I miss her.I wish I could take the first available flight after the last exam and give her a big hug as soon as I land.But I have to wait for the reference number that my telegraphic transfer has gone through. Or sing like Bongo Muffin 'mari yepepa ndiende kujoburg'(i am going to joburg, i have paper money'.
As i wait for the reference number, remember the poor and the needy this Christmas. happy holidays.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
My Africa when beyond
The first time I was far away from was when I left my home city and went to start a new job 600km away. The first week far away from my sweet mother was the most difficult.Harare is a very big city, but can you imagine that out of the hundreds of people swarming left , right and center, I didn't know even one person.Yes they were all strange faces flashing as if its a fast-forward movie which you dont know the actors.
Little did I know that years later, I will be in the diaspora on the same spot.......Eish why does life repeat itself?
This time i have learnt to cope with homesickness but I still crave my African dishes, talk about sadza,mazondo,matumbu, roasted peanuts,caterpillars,the African chicken and I have told myself on my first return visit like the prodigal son, I will ask my mother to just cook me that sadza and meat with lots of african vegetables like okra, choumolier and peanut butter. Sounds yummy?
Then did I tell you how I miss the african music? Talk of 2face, Timaya, Mabrr (Brenda Fassie) and the icon Oliver Tuku Mutukudzi.
I remember his live shows singing along , the excitement of going there. Africa my mother land I miss you
Little did I know that years later, I will be in the diaspora on the same spot.......Eish why does life repeat itself?
This time i have learnt to cope with homesickness but I still crave my African dishes, talk about sadza,mazondo,matumbu, roasted peanuts,caterpillars,the African chicken and I have told myself on my first return visit like the prodigal son, I will ask my mother to just cook me that sadza and meat with lots of african vegetables like okra, choumolier and peanut butter. Sounds yummy?
Then did I tell you how I miss the african music? Talk of 2face, Timaya, Mabrr (Brenda Fassie) and the icon Oliver Tuku Mutukudzi.
I remember his live shows singing along , the excitement of going there. Africa my mother land I miss you
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