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Society a two Edged Sword

Customs and values in our society are stronger than the law, stronger than religion and pave way for male domination over females.  Some things apply to men and if the same happens to be done by a woman there are all sorts of connotations attached to the very same activity.  We can argue the finer points about this issue and we may even get to a place where some people can believe that men and women are equal.  To the contrary, this is not true.  The only statement that rings true in our African society is the fact that “men are more equal than women”.  There is nothing more and nothing less to it.  We live in a patrilineal society, where a man can force his partner or spouse to have intercourse, and can never be charged for it.  This is unlike the newspaper headlines screaming “women rape man at gunpoint”.  A man can have multiple partners and it is called “barika” but a woman in the same position “ari kuhura”.  Double standards? Yes  and it does not end there.

Zuma's Three Wives

 I read a story once about a woman in a rural part of Zimbabwe who had multiple husbands and there was a great outcry from the village in which she lived.  Many people expressed “disgust” at her behaviour and her son is even said to have disowned his mother.  I found it very interesting that a whole village would make it their business to speak about this -her delicate situation.  At the same time the fact that this was an even newsworthy story speaks volumes of what our society thinks about women in polygamous relationships.  Apparently there is a term for this and it is called polyandry.  It goes without saying though that for many men, there is no excuse for having many women at his beck and call.  I have heard the statement a million times that no woman should ever think they are alone in a relationship.  Our society allows men to have multiple partners and its okay, women cannot do the same as it ultimately makes them a prostitute, and a horde of other names I can think of but will not dare to write in this forum.  We are ignorant to the fact that in some Tibetan societies, polyandry is common.  The widely marketed reason for this practice is the general belief that any child should be financially secure, and one father might not be able to provide for that particular child sufficiently. This therefore results in a woman carrying out multiple relationships openly so as to support her children.  Unfortunately for us, African women, particularly Zimbabwean women, we cannot have the best of many worlds.  We stick to one partner, sometimes not because that is what we want, or because there are sexually transmitted infections out there, but because society says so.

My mother often talks to me about the major differences between courting and dating. She has given me enough the lectures about staying “pure’ until I get married, and that I can achieve this by staying away from situations that can potentially lead me to temptation.  It is a fact that rings true lately that more and more, young girls are sexually active before they get married, in fact statistics show that at least 45% of girls between 12 and 18 are sexually active.  I am sure that many parents are actually unaware of this fact, unless something goes horribly wrong and their young wards get pregnant.  Why are parents unaware of their children’s extracurricular activities? It is because they do not talk to them, and they want to believe that all girls get married virgins.  Our society has many expectations of the female child and we often expect that to be the path that they follow.  Funny how after the wedding night, in some parts of our country people still expect that the bride’s sheets be paraded around the household so that they can establish that she was indeed pure. If we however take a good look at this practice, it might be no surprise that it is flawed and one sided- the bridegroom was probably responsible in his hey days, for deflowering many girls.  Who then gets to marry those ones? If society applauds the young man for exploring his sexual capabilities, while restricting the young woman, how do we expect things to really turn out? Is this not then the very reason why many marriages are founded on deception and lies? As women try to maintain a saintly appearance to her in-laws and the society at large?


I wonder if women have duty placards written on their foreheads.  She cooks, she cleans up after him, she does the laundry, she nurtures the children and sometimes she is responsible for all this after she has been through an eight hour working day.  It is nevertheless of note that women are still below her male counterpart in the workplace. The entry level is very different from the working conditions, despite the many calls for equality in business circles.  How can I, the single woman compete with my male colleague who can attend meetings after work with the company seniors, over drinks to discuss business, while I have to rush home and help my mother prepare the evening meal?   Most women in the work places can be admired, humoured and tolerated at most but usually never taken any more seriously, unless they fight for what they believe is rightfully theirs.  It also goes without saying that in most work places, women are victims of their own sexuality.  We can suffer sexual violence from our bosses and justice can be very hard to come by. There is no chance that the business sector is equally competitive for both men and women.  Men have an upper hand without doubt.  It is seen as their domain, while women are expected to perform miracles, mergers and decrease interest rates in the kitchen.

Bachelors are common place in our societies and yet bachelorettes are not very welcome.  Any young woman looking to living by herself, becoming independent, while waiting for Mr Right to come along is not taken seriously.  The common view is that she wants to exercise her freedom and start being naughty, hence the vehement discourage.  What then is the difference between a young man and a young woman who is growing up in the same society and probably got the same education?   Why does he seem to get ahead and while she struggles and lag behind?   The main reason why anyone would want to leave home is so they can grow up and be more responsible. Many a time we are very comfortable staying at home, that we come very dependent.  Harsh reality usually hits us when the parent dies, leaving us to fend for ourselves, the very reason why prostitution seems to be on the increase.  Economic freedom is something that everyone wants, but at times our people make it very difficult for a girl to attain it, while handing the keys on a silver platter to any young man.

I can spend the whole day, talking about how independent women are seen as controlling freaks who probably got some concoction from a witchdoctor to make their husbands submissive, how trousers are generally seen as disrespectful when worn by a woman.  If one then chooses to wear a skirt that shows her figure, it is seen as an invitation to be raped or harassed by men.  We can even talk about the idea that women seen in night spots and pubs are all prostitutes that should not be taken seriously, unlike the fact that most of them are just a bunch of people out having a bit of harmless fun.  So there we have it. Society is just but a two edged sword, encouraging men to do as they please while condemning women to silence and misery!







I am an administrator by profession.  I have a first Degree in Political Science, and I started the first year of my Masters  in International Relations but i am yet to finish it. I am a sports woman, and have participated in Rugby and Basketball at National level. I did my primary school in Mutare, Chancellor Junior and high School in Domboshava, at a Catholic mission.  I am passionate about women issues.



I would like to know your views and please do not hesitate to comment below your thoughts, suggestions and views.


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DEAR GARRY

Many times we have a host of things that we want to tell that one guy who you really like spending time with and being with, yet we barely know what to do. More often than not we end up saying all the wrong things and scaring the poor guy away. I understand men like to know how you feel, but not in all entirety, until such a time when they are ready for it! Someone even went on to say that for most men, anything that spells commitment from your mouth can easily be a turn off. I am no guru when it comes to relationships but here is just a little something i think you can do. So, I am calling this my “Like Letter” as opposed to the popular Love Letter. Read on and tell me if I’m going crazy!

Dear Garry
I pride myself in being able to communicate my feelings and in expressing my thoughts. I realise now that i am not very successful, when it comes to you. I like the thought of being in a relationship, but it’s a prospect that scares me a lot. I have therefore decided to just let you know what i think about you. This is not a love letter, just a note to say i appreciate you are a part of my life.
“I like you”. I like you for who you are. You are not pretentious, you are honest and hardworking. Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away; and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart. For when words fail me, I start to rumble incoherently. I just lose sight of what I want to say. I like how you are spontaneous and how you make everything easy. You make me want to tell you everything about me, but I will not- not just yet anyway, lest I overwhelm you. I like strawberries and blackberries. I like your smile, I like that you laugh with me, that we laugh at my jokes that are not always funny. I like that you make me feel great about myself. I like the way you tell me I am beautiful, the way you appreciate me, and the appreciative glances you throw my way. If I could reach for a star for every time you made me smile, I would have the whole sky in the palm of my hand.


“I trust you”. I trust that whatever decisions you make concerning me are the best. You respect me; you make me feel that you have a reverent regard of me. You care enough to say things that i want to hear, as long they are not lies. We connect in many ways than one. You listen to me, and make me hang on to every word you say. I trust that you care for me, that you teach me what i do not know about myself, I trust you" I am so lucky I met you" You are warm hearted, there is no one like you at all. You give me a better outlook on life, you challenge me and you make me rethink my priorities. I now better appreciate the word family and there is so much more i can do with myself. Sometimes, you do not even have to say anything. Thank you for being a part of my life.


Trudy









I am an administrator by profession.  I have a first Degree in Political Science, and I started the first year of my Masters  in International Relations but i am yet to finish it. I am a sports woman, and have participated in Rugby and Basketball at National level. I did my primary school in Mutare, Chancellor Junior and high School in Domboshava, at a Catholic mission.  I am passionate about women issues.



I would like to know your views and please do not hesitate to comment below your thoughts, suggestions and views.



Finally Free

The engine cuts off, heavy footsteps
The baby starts crying, he wont quiet down
Loud singing heard, he is drunk again
The two little ones huddle closer together
They know they are their only protection
In the darkness the door crashes open
They can but hear all the sounds
Posts opened and banged shut
A ceramic plate crashes to the floor
Cursing,
The baby starts to cry again
Silence!
She closes her eyes and waits for it
The baby cries again, louder this time
Visions of a black eye flash through her mind
The twins are now fretting and restless
Broken ribs, stitches on her forehead
All vivid memoirs from a time past
Not so long ago
The heavy steps draw nearer
Now the baby is screaming
The bathroom door opens
Silence
Heavy breathing
The baby screams and kicks
She holds him closer, wishing he would just quiet down
Its as if he is predicting the very worst
The twins scramble behind their mother
The heavy steps get closer
The smell of fear fills the air
He strides in, grabs her by the hair
Chokes her with the other hand
Chaos reigns
She’s losing her breath
She gags and scratches and tries to release herself
A long time she struggles
He just tightens his grip
Until she just stops struggling
She is finally free
He lets her limp body fall down to the ground
And walks away!




I am an administrator by profession.  I have a first Degree in Political Science, and I started the first year of my Masters  in International Relations but i am yet to finish it. I am a sports woman, and have participated in Rugby and Basketball on a National level. I did my primary school in Mutare, Chancellor Junior and high School in Domboshava, at a Catholic mission. I have been to most countries in Southern Africa. I am passionate about women issues.



I would like to know your views and please do not hesitate to comment below your thoughts, suggestions and views.

How To Handle A Relationship Breakup with Gertrude Bvindi

The main thrust of this column is to rethink and relook the various aspects of our society, and how these have changed in the current times. Of note are relationships and the turn they have taken over the years. Are our values of 10 years ago, still applicable today? So Getting Rude, implies talking about those changes in the most open way- some people in the older generations might think its out of this world yet young people today might be helped in their constant daily challenges.


I had for a long time, looked to my ex as the source of my livelihood. It did not help that he was also very willing to string me along and make me think that we still had a chance. It took one nice long lecture from my friend called Brenda, which at the time i felt was heartless, and a week of crying to get over that nonsense. Many a times, we create problems for ourselves because we hold on to pain that is far beyond its ability to serve us. We replay our mistakes and perceived mistakes, over and over in our heads and try and figure out where we went wrong. More often than not it is never about you, you were probably not to blame at all, but because someone said ‘it was your fault, we are only too willing to look ourselves over and try and wonder why what happened. I wish someone had told me this before. And now that i know this, these are steps that I believe we can all use to get over a relationship. What is important is letting go and realising that there surely is life after a failed relationship. Do not beat yourself up for something that is not worthy of your effort and time is bound not to last. We should be empowered in the long run to end unhealthy, abusive relationships.


Firstly, you need to define your own personal goals. Forget the wedding plans, were you were going to live with him, or even that his family had accepted you into fold. Its now time to look at what you want to achieve in your life. Decide what is important to you in the long term and as long as it does not tally with what that relationship stands for, let it go. Never drop your standards too low for someone who is already giving your grief and drama. Cut your losses, set new goals and start putting your life together.
Value yourself. Believe in yourself and in your ability to look after and come through for yourself. Sometimes we rely too much on our partner that we begin to forget what we are really capable of. In my case i would even act blonde, just so i would not make him uncomfortable with my intelligence. He wanted a stay at home wife, so when i was still dating him, i was not effectively looking for a decent paying job. When you value yourself, it will help you move forward with your life than putting it on hold for someone, and waiting for a change that is effectively not coming.
Do not wait around thinking things will change. There is a Shona proverb that even supports this notion, “shiri ine muririro wayo haiuregi”. Generally a person’s past behaviour is the best predictor of future behaviour, so don’t hold your breath thinking the frog will turn into prince charming.





We usually have a strong urge to forge ahead, and keep working hard at it, even though there are clear indications that you have reached the end of the road, there is no light at the end of that tunnel. It is important to give up the desire to win every issue. Ask yourself how big winning is at this point? Is it worth it to sacrifice yourself and your happiness over this? If not, let it go. You do not always need to be right and if your feel you do, that in itself is a problem that needs to be addressed.


Let go of grudges. What most of us do not realise is that letting go is not surrendering, in fact, holding on to them allows them to shape your future. Holding on to your past stunts your emotional growth, you basically do not learn to handle disappointments and move on. Rather you flourish in the world of what could have been, and dream big in your own world. When reality strikes second time around, we are usually unable to pull ourselves out of this. Then we wonder were depression and stress come from?
The most important thing everyone needs is to be realistic. An attitude adjustment may be needed. Accepting that a relationship is over, even if your are still in it is a good start, It is not realistic to keep hoping for a miracle, but rather take the right steps to reach an equally good solution. Sometimes growth and improvement cannot occur in your life until you are willing to let go of dreams and start exploring very new possibilities. This helps open up your mind and who knows, you might be too busy to even remember you had drama in the recent past, a distraction that you really need.
Lastly surround yourself with positive people. Hang around people you trust, people who believe in you, who encourage you and who will help you to build your self esteem. The closest to you can help you see that you still a worthy person. Do not hang around people who will make you feel like killing yourself, or your ex’s friends. The y will tell you how you were good together and all the other rosy things that keep you on cloud nine. If your friends have taken to associating with him, ditch them, they are not worth your time either. Be around people who will make you feel and know that you don’t have to be alone or go it alone. In as much as you are responsible for your own life and your own decisions, seeking guidance from friends and at times professionals can make a world of difference. Just don’t go confiding in everyone , and be surprised when you are the talk of town. Do not trust his friends either, some might have hidden agendas against you, the end result is more drama.









Biography:


I am an administrator by profession.  I have a first Degree in Political Science, and I started the first year of my Masters  in International Relations but i am yet to finish it. I am a sports woman, and have participated in Rugby and Basketball on a National level. I did my primary school in Mutare, Chancellor Junior and high School in Domboshava, at a Catholic mission. I have been to most countries in Southern Africa. I am passionate about women issues.




I would like to know your views and please do not hesitate to comment below your thoughts, suggestions and views.