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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections BACK in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, war is detested and war has horror stories. Men, women and children are displaced, maimed, injured and killed unnecessarily. All and sundry live in perpetual fear of death. The poor are more affected than the rich for the poor […]
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, national duty sometimes forces one to leave behind his kith and kin, his valued donkeys and cattle, women and children and travel to the world yonder, far and wide.
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Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, animals living near us have, since time immemorial, played a critical role in impelling human evolution.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village in the land of milk honey and dust or Guruve, until lions learn to tell their own stories, the story is always told from the human being’s perspective. The only time the person cannot tell the story about his encounter with the lion is when he has been eaten. Lions are […]
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, the autochthons’ heads might be small, but they are full of memories like the sky may sometimes be full of swarming bees or a galaxy of stars; thousands and thousands of memories, of smells, of places and of […]
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, we marvelled at the prospects of seeing our aluminium birds — the Air Zimbabwe planes — fly past.
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BACK in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve we stayed with Grandmother, a nice old woman, well-cultured and as soft as wool, yet very assertive and firm.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, a man with the most beautiful wife and one who plants a fruit tree by the roadside face the same predicament, every passerby wants to have a feel. To get to the beautiful woman or the roadside fruit tree […]
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Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, cow dung naturally attracts flies. There, flies don’t hover much around honey than they do over cow dung. In the abnormal, the fetid is more attractive than the delicious!
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, a cock is seen the day it is hatched. There, elders with cotton tuft hair say, a great leader is an ordinary villager with extraordinary wisdom.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, wisdom is wealth! Subsequently, self-determination and internal conflict resolution and management is prudent.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, there is no one who became rich because he broke a holiday and the village elders with cotton tuft hair say no one became fat because he broke a fast.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, a man who hangs around a beautiful girl without proposing to her ends up fetching water for guests at her wedding.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Those who are supporting the Santonga Project, a zoo construction disguised as a theme park, must certainly not be taken seriously in a tourist resort where all and sundry agree that the place must be kept as natural and in the past.
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Isdore Guvamombe Reflections Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, although the hare is known for its proclivity for tricks, it has never mastered the art of climbing up a tree. When it comes to climbing up trees, it becomes useless. Its bag of tricks empties,
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