Celebrating, the fullness of life

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday I HAVE a few grey hairs on the side of my head and a couple at the front. And maybe more on my head and elsewhere. Maybe. So I mention this to my cousin Piri, just in passin...
The gonyeti was Spencer’s true love. Women and children came second

The truck driver from the Eastern Highlands

Dr Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday At Spencer’S funeral last week, it was the girlfriend in the red dress who cried more than his two wives and the five children. We stood on a rocky outcrop in the blister...
Queen Nzinga

The legacy of Africa’s unsung women warriors

Dr Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday “SAKA, Sis, makazowana ma equal rights aya?” Piri asked, meaning, did I ever achieve equal rights with men. “Is that what Sis wanted?” my niece Shamiso asked, not looking...

Sharing humour in the Internet age

Dr Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “MY children have the humour and laughter of English people,” said my cousin Reuben, the one who lives in Australia. “And when I tell them funny stories from the village,...
Stories abounded of murderous businessmen who killed for rituals

Bhinya, the evil rich man in our village

Dr Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday Children from the village school came shrieking down the hill and streamed through our gate. Some had fallen down in the sudden stampede and had bruised knees, bleeding t...
Most Africans believe that cremation is disrespectful to the dead, for how does one become an ancestor when all his remains are reduced to a box of ashes?

The cook, madam’s rare friendship

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday For 35 years, Zachariah Tobaiwa cooked for a white Zimbabwean couple. During his first 10 years with them, he did not eat the food he cooked for them.
THE THREE WITCHES . . . Witchcraft is a thorny issue in most societies the world over, as is depicted in William Shakespeare’s play “Macbeth”. In Africa, death, like sickness, is perceived to be linked to a supernatural third force

Death and the fear of witchcraft

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday Our cousin Laiza no longer comes back to the village because she says there are too many witches roaming around the gravesites at night looking for those who died recently.
GARDEN  OF EDEN . . . The forest is an open orchard for the rural folk and especially the young to pick wild fruit of the dry season

Pfumvudza, the Zim spring of rebirth

Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday The lovers stood by the village road side. They were slightly hidden by the new leaves of the spring pfumvudza bushes. She wore a transparent red blouse and you could easily...
In the village it is believed that a thief is a thief and if the law does not punish him, one day the ancestors will

The thief who came from our village

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday The chief village thief sat among elders at the wedding in Mbare on Saturday. I recognised him immediately. How could anyone who passed through Mbare Musika, the main market...

Drinking alcohol responsibly

Sekai Nzenza on Wednesday THE first time I got drunk, I was five or maybe six- years-old. I cannot remember exactly how old I was because I was drunk from real nice warm village beer that was mixed w...

Travel, memories of home

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “Where are you from? Let me guess, you are from Ghana!” I shake my head. The elderly white man scratches his balding head a bit and looks at me from top to bottom. I am all ...
Christianity has made most people shy away from performing traditional rituals

Following the tradition of our people

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday Out of five of my aunts, vana mainini vangu, the uncles singled out Mainini Mildred because she is the only one who has not turned away from our traditions and still honours...
Cecil, the lion whose slaughter created a furore across the globe

Mourning beloved Cecil

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “CECIL is dead,” announced my niece Shamiso. My cousin Piri quickly placed her beer bottle on the table and switched off the blurring noise on television. She sat up and sai...

Diaspora, wall pictures

Sekai Nzenza On Wednesday “ALL our seven children live in England. We have no one left here. This one is our first born. He is teaching maths in England. This one here is our second born. She is a nu...