Reflections Isdore Guvamombe
In the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, the war had raged on and the skies had not been very generous. The year was 1977, and the war had spread throughout Rhodesia. Zanla combatants continued to

Reflections Isdore Guvamombe
The gloves off. Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, there is nothing more important than leaving behind a legacy. There, family names must be kept unsoiled and within

BACK in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, the war was a critical factor, spreading across the Zambezi Valley and torching the vast tracts of land that shared the border with Mozambique and Zambia.

Isdore Guvamombe
WHEN Zimbabwean security forces captured a planeload of mercenaries of various nationalities, on their way to stage a coup in Equatorial Guinea on March 7 2001, it sent everyone in intelligence services in Africa, rethinking.

Reflections Isdore Guvamombe
Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, although a hare is known for its proclivity for tricks and predilection for antics, it has never mastered the art of climbing a tree. Here, do village elders with cotton tuft hair not connive with spirit mediums, the

IN the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve sticks in a bundle are unbreakable inasmuch as several ants will not fail to pull a grasshopper.
The autochthonous spirit mediums, say two grasshoppers fighting are a joy for the hen. Zimbabwe has gone three decades into its independence and in our unity lies the

Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve dogs do not actually prefer bones to meat; the fecundity of it is that no one ever gives them meat.
The village soothsayer, the autochthonous authority of the land insists that a single bracelet does not jingle. The oracle insists a single stick may smoke, but will never burn.

Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust, or Guruve, the heavist of all rains does not wash off the spots of a leopard. There, scars are reminders of the past and there, no sun sets without its own history.

Back in the village, in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, village elders with cotton tuft heads say no amount of cosmetics can beautify a frog. It is ugly. There, it is a fallacy to apply lipstick or foundation on the frog. It remains ugly. Neither do villagers there encourage one to teach a

Isdore Guvamombe

Back in the village in the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, no matter how good looking and expensive a coffin is, no one wishes to die immediately and get one, such.

Reflections Isdore Guvamombe
North of the land of milk, honey and dust or Guruve, lies a land of rugged terrain, where interlocking hillocks and valleys, eventually give way to two rivers, Kadzi and Chidziva. There, a school perches precariously on the