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My Life, don’t spike it!

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My day in routine of a once was a joy to walk and being out and about in the CBD is now an antagonising experience that I dread for. From the narrow paths that you have to walk squeezed dumbu nemusana in an constant fear of pick pocketing thieves; to the fear of being a victim of a hit and run of an over speeding kombi  being chased by the ‘traffic police’. You won’t believe it, but believe you me the so called ‘Need for Speed’  game console is coming to a reality in our deteriorated roads of Harare CBD.

 

Each day you walk in those street sidewalks of once used to be our pride Sunshine City, what’s all left is the Joina City, you pray and hope you get to your point B still safe and sound as it is more likely that you can get burnt by burning coal from the sidewalk stalls of your walking path from the guys selling grilled corn. Without mentioning being verbally insulted for stepping on the vendor’s goods that are spread all over the side walks that you cannot even walk properly. Walking in Harare CBD is hectic!

 

I can go on and on about how hate walking in the CBD but without mentioning the police with the spikes I haven’t started. Neither is it safe or legal, in my total opinion the Zimbabwean Police have taken it a little too far. Well I won’t spare the Municipal police too they are in this together.

 

A moment a week ago when I witnessed the police with spikes being battered by the Zimbabwean National Army’s Red Barrett, a part of me inside was overjoyed. Not that I like the violence, NO! But I felt like with all the commotion caused and unnecessary stampedes our police has caused they need to taste a little bit of their own medicine. Not from so long ago there have been unnecessary accidents which led to fatal injuries and even deaths of innocent citizens just walking along the streets of Harare and get ploughed by a kombi running away from the spikes. It is sad. You can imagine, one day walking along Robert Mugabe Street, and out of nowhere, bang! You hit! Just like that and boom you gone! Dead!  It is just not fair at all.

 

Spikes are a crime against Zimbabweans, they serve more of a danger to us than they are protecting us. We cannot go on like this and accepting our lives being endangered, that each day as it comes to us we are reminded that you can be a victim of road carnage that you have no control over. It starts with me, I am a concerned Zimbabwean I am my own army to fight this, I say NO TO Spikes! Be that #ArmyofOne!

By oupamunashe 

 

 

 

 

Been there… Done that… and am Over it! 😉

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I remember a time in my life when I faced a gut-wrenching emotional and mental pain that left me envying the dead. Now you see, the scariest thing about death isn’t being dead, it’s dying, it’s the suffering. This one goes to those who have come close to death: physically, emotionally, mentally.

 

I know it hurts being in that space. Where you had all these hopes for your business, your relationships, your career, your academic life or your family; but one thing or the other comes crashing down and you lose.It’s embarrassing. You lose control. It’s not that you are out of your mind, you just can’t get out of your own mind. The constant voices within remind you of what you have lost and tell you over and over again that you have finally been reduced to nothing.

 

I want you to look at your problems. Fair and fine, you have problems, but those problems do not have you!! Claim the loss, embrace the pain. If you can own it, it seizes to have power over you. Carrie Fisher once said, “say your weak things in a strong voice”.

 

When I finally plucked up the courage to get out of my hole, I started afraid, but I am not afraid now. Fear? Fear seizes to exist if you deal with it. A lot of people will scold you for feeling what you feel in that moment. They will tell you that your pain is nothing new under the sun. If you listen to people and allow them to project their fears or opinions onto you, you will not live. Never give another human the responsibility of your happiness.

 

Maya Angelou once said:

“Did you want to see me broken, bowed head and lowered eyes, shoulders falling down like tear drops weakened by my soulful cries? Up from a past rooted in pain I RISE… Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I RISE… Into a daybreak that’s wonderfully clear I RISE. I RISE…I RISE…I RISE!

 

I may not know your story, but today, choose to find beauty in the life you have left, however long or short it may be. Redesign your life. Draw enough from the disappointments to triumph yourself. Live life ferociously…

 

 

The goal still remains the same: to inspire others

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5 BIG LIES ABOUT SEX! 💏👫

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Lie #1: Sex is no big deal!

Wrong! Sex is a huge deal. It ties two people together forever (Genesis 2:24), even if they never speak to each other again. You can’t escape the memories of sharing the most intimate act of all. That’s why God wants us to save sex for the person we commit our lives to—the person we marry.

Lie #2: You can be a “technical” virgin!

In God’s eyes, staying a virgin means more than just not having sex (Matthew 5:27-28). It means keeping your mind, body, and spirit sexually pure. Messing around, touching each other in private places and doing “everything but” just don’t fit into that picture.

Lie #3: Sex = Love!

It’s true, at least for many, that sex equals an emotional tie of some sort—one that might seem like love. But here’s a news flash: many treat sex as more of a physical thing than an emotional one. Sex is meant to be the ultimate expression of the ultimate commitment, marriage. Love comes first, marriage second, sex third.

Lie #4: Having sex is just like any other sin!

God definitely forgives sexual sin the same way he forgives all sin. But the reason the Bible pays close attention to sexual sin is that sex affects people like no other sin does (1 Corinthians 6:18-20). Most sins involve mainly your actions, but premarital sex involves your heart, mind, and body as well. That kind of internal damage is very hard to get beyond.

Lie #5: Everybody’s doing it!

So not true. In every school, every town, every state there are plenty of cool, happy people who have chosen to follow God’s plan and save sex for marriage. And they’re also saving themselves all kinds of heartache. So not only are they cool; they’re very, very smart.

By oupamunashe

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It’s all about ATTITUDE!

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Man using scissors to remove the word can’t to read I can do it concept for self belief, positive attitude and motivation

Sometimes life hits you with a couple of blows that leave you feeling like you are on the verge of a Knock Out… These past weeks have been hard. Every week seemingly worse than the last… Despite those challenges, l choose to wear a smile on my face.

Recently Les Brown said, “You can see what others can not see for your life and dream. Make it okay to stand alone or apart from the crowd. You are the architect of your life. Give yourself permission to express the real you, or another part of yourself. It does not matter if others do not get you. Stay focused on what you want, even if it does not seem possible right now. Your mind will try and convince you to be logical, realistic and practical… given your age, finances, or life situation. Let your heart be your guide and have the last word. You can not get out of life alive, so be bold. Go after what you want. Commit to live an adventurous, significant and purposeful life. You have greatness within you!!”….

Whatever you are going through, it’s okay not to be okay; but make a decision today to keep your head up, keep walking…with or without you, life goes on.

The goal still remains the same; to inspire others!

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‘Mfana Graduate!’

Its well past after the hour of 9 in the morning and there I was in the bed, half asleep. I try to act if I am sleeping but consciously I am wide awake, feeding my brain with what I want to dream. It’s been almost a year now since I graduated and this has been my daily routine now, and even accustomed myself to be time ignorant. ‘Around 10’ I say to myself in my laziness. I reluctantly open my eyes as I sleep on my back. My eyes meet the aligned timber trusses on the roof. My eyes quickly get drawn in my absent-mind and get focused on that little hole on the asbestos which sends through the beam of light straight to the age of my bed. In my contemplation my mind start thinking how that little hole gives me trouble during the rainy season that I will be forced to rearrange the room so the water from the roof does not wet my bed.

Quickly I snap out of it, bringing myself back to reality. It is awfully quiet outside, all the kids are at school obviously. I drag myself out of the bed and reach out to the light switch near the door. ‘Click, click’ I switch on and off the light. “Better kune magetsi” (Good, there is electricity), I mumbled to myself with a slight grin on the edge of my lips. As I say this, my head is all now engrossed on the idea that I will spend the rest of my day binge watching the TV series I got the disc from a friend next door. Quickly I put on my slippers and get out of my room. Continue reading ‘Mfana Graduate!’