Tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes! Red red tomatoes come and buy your tomatoes!I have come with your tomatoes." There goes my everyday morning routine which I do everyday before the people in my community begin their day after I come from getting my morning orders from the market in our big busy city of Harare. Selling tomatoes like this has payed my rent,  house bills and my children's fees. It is really hard to be a man but its very much paying to be a sales man who has something to look forward to make his pocket not an empty one. "Let me get down the street with these few packs, probably they will sell." They say a sales person is a crazy person he makes conversations with himself so that he keeps motivated."My child I want to see come through here!"shouts a curious voice drawing my attention from my left side.. This is my luckiest day nothing bits exchange moment at all because I am left happy and so are customers, I just smile as I attend to this la

Love is a key to being a man. Loving yourself will ideally mean that you can love anyone else who is external of you. I believe that a person who cares for self has an ability of caring for the next person as well . The reason that you understand why you can't just let yourself go without a coke or any kind of drink will definitely mean that you can share with an extra person. Good fathers are good man , they understand where they are coming from  and will work for their children not to take the same path of life as they took in their process of life. Desperation is a process but what kind are you desiring your own to walk in?I continued the calling after a few houses then I noticed I was at the gate of my money owing lady. I tried my best not to be rude, you know those instincts of a man who has been borrowed but is not expecting a no. So I continued calling out my orders until I was facing the gate. She came out smiling and said jokingly aya akapera meaning ndip

Then after the cleaning in their presence , kids run to the door to get some hugs and kisses from their mother. That moment when I had to do my best to put myself together and behave as a married husband would behave. Many thoughts and speaking to myself was literary taking away the better of me. So I looked at my wife I saw that fine girl I found just a few years ago, a lady that sacrificed all of herself to a me who had nothing but a sweet tongue. Oh God how can I make this lady the best queen ever.My desire was just to make her life better, bring her hopes into the real world and at least we would have something different to talk about. I kept on looking at her as she was clearing mucus from our little girl's nose in the presence of her fellow women who said their farewells after greeting me as they claimed to be on a hurry , but I suspected that they were giving us time as a family and did not want to interupt the good moment they found me having with my kids. It was jus