Stories by: Rutendo L. Nzira: I arrived in Bulawayo around 4pm, Mrs Tshabalala was waiting for me in town, she picked me up from the City Hall pakamira bus mutown. She was a serious woman in her earl…
Stories By Rutendo Nzira: Pakapera mwedzi wetatu ndakange ndisina budget, zvese zvandaifunga kuti ndaida ndakange ndatengerwa, hembe ndaitoita 3+ weeks ndisina kudzokorora, vese vana sisi vakandipa d…
That 2 hour drive to the city of Masvingo were the most stress free hours since my mother’s death, I felt like I was free, running away from my enemies, leaving behind all the pain and hatred that my…
Stories By Rutendo Nzira : After a week, amai havana kuchinja vaitoita worse, teacher vakazviona kuti ndange ndongogara ndakasuruvara. Pandakataura navo Mr Rukweza vakandiperekedza kumba kwedu, vaka…
Stories by Rutendo L. Nzira : Ah some things zvinoitika muupenyu soo ka, as we walk in the journey of life zvakaoma. I want to share with you my story, which made me believe and make Psalm 91:3 the p…
Stories by Rutendo L. Nzira : Pakapera first term ndopandakaona kuti zvekudzokera kuchikoro zvatadza, it was a waste of time to keep hoping and planning about it. Ndaida kundotsvaga basa asi sekuru v…
Stories By Lovely Rutendo Nzira : Imba yasisi Anna yaive kuMucheke D, it was a 4 bedroomed house, mubedroom masisi ndomaive nebathroom and toilet chete, vamwe vatatu vaishandisa common bathroom yaive…
Stories by: Rutendo L. Nzira : One weekend ndichibva kuchikoro I received an International call, hana yangu yakarova nekuti this call was long over due, “Sisi vangu, my sister” ndakadavira nemisodzi …
Stories By: Rutendo L. Nzira : The trip from Harare to Windhoek was exactly 24hrs via Botswana. Takabuda muHarare from 4th street terminus at 10am, mangwana acho 10am tange tave paSoweto market in Wi…