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Author: Thembi Terry Zulu

"Tragedy brings people together," and that's fine in the movies but what they didn't tell you is how long they stay together thereafter. I don't know what it is about grief that compels people to make promises they can't deliver. I suppose they are just...

Since no one was willing to hire me I decided to just go out there and create my own employment (the Government must be so proud) and become a publicist. I had dabbled a little in the Zimbabwean entertainment industry and I saw a void...

Standing in the queue at a fast food outlet, I felt the worst pain ever in my abdomen. The room started spinning, sweat ran from all my pores and with that, it all went dark. I came to, with the fast food staff gathered around...

She didn't understand it. She wrestled with it. She lay awake many nights and read the ceiling grappling with it. She didn't know why, but I do. You weren't enough, not then, not now. And you knew this. You saw my greatness coming before I did and that...

I'm gonna keep writing about how I got stolen from until I stop hurting about it. The lyrics that keep running through my mind are from Coldplay's Fix you, "When you lose something you can't replace." I always thought there was nothing more valuable than monetary...

My bags got stolen from a well known supermarket (name withheld til a logical conclusion is reached.) The matter could not be reported at the closest police station because its always closed. Its a common case of the will they, wont they? Sunday I decide to...

Turns out we live in a world where weaves are a life goal. I don't know if its the country bumpkin in me or the poverty spirit but I just have not been attracted to that type of lifestyle. I am genuinely happiest when my...

The night before I left for Harare, my sisters and I brought the mattresses together and decided to stay up all night. In all the commotion, an MP3 player got misplaced. In the quest to find it, accusations were being flung all over and the...

I turn 26 this year and the woman I am now is nothing compared to the girl I was ten years ago. There is so much over the past decade that I would really rather forget. The struggle out there is real in a Lily...