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Dear Sir Firstly, hearty greetings from the village autochthons in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve. Secondly, the entire ancestral lineage is extremely happy with the work you have done as a benefactor of Zimbabwe’s football. No one, and virtually no one, has done what you have done in such a short […]
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Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, it is unthinkable for chicken to begrudge the stew pot and not the knife that slit its throat.
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The African Union has done extremely well in its latest manoeuvres to come up with home-grown solutions for its hotspots in particular and security in general.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust, the spirit medium Nyanhewe’s sacred shrine was perched on a rock promontory, exuding an air that was eerie and profound.
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Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, slithers of sunlight tore the dark cloud apart, give a glimpse of hope to the two pupils as they fox-trotted to the distant school. They were in Form Two now.
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A few moons ago, there was a sustained operation to get rid of vendors in Harare’s city centre and this villager, the son of a peasant, was not amused. So bad and widespread was vending that it was not surprising to find goats, sheep, cattle and donkeys being sold in Harare’s First Street, and, even to […]
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Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, the sun rose with a perfect smile, imperceptibly licking the tinder-hued grass dry of the dew drops.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk honey and dust, the ancestors and God gave each land its autochthons — the original people with authoritative historical claim to the land — and internationally, continents are reflective of this autochthonous mantra.
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BACK in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve— if you like— elders with cotton tuft hair say, when you visit you learn, willingly or unwillingly.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections BACK in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, the day dawned with cold mist. Boys were supposed to be strong and herd cattle despite the weather: come rain, come thunder or come scorching heat. Granny had boiled dry maize grains and packed them in a 2kg sugar plastic […]
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Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve the moon rose slowly, tentatively and imperceptibly, its soft silhouette rays breaking the virginity of the night.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve two hoes digging the same pit cannot avoid knocking against each other, but it is management by the handlers that gives progress.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve the sun somehow set swiftly, sending the village into a brief rush, as villagers went to and fro, locking away chicken, goats, cattle and precious little else.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, the ageless village autochthons — the original people who saw the virginity of the sun — say one should not question a blind man for buying a mirror, for there is certainly wisdom in it. There is indeed […]
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk honey and dust or Guruve manhood is not having the biggest bamboo stick between one’s legs but the ability to use it.
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