How I wish that I could slip down a hole at the bottom of the garden to escape the reality of Zimbabwe, 2006. Alas, no luck for us Zimbabweans, for ours is a deep, dark hole, one that allows no escape, for our chasmâ€™s slippery sides prevent any exit to the path of freedom.
Was Aliceâ€™s dream world, with reality turned upside down, a nightmare or a reflection of the real world? Zimbabwe, like Wonderland, is a place where Queens can move swiftly and freely, kings move (and do) very little, and Alice, as a pawn, moves steadily straight ahead.
Allow me to indulge my inner life of fantasy and visit a land where knaves are rightfully imprisoned, evil kings dethroned, goodness abounds ... enter this land of harmony with me.
â€œWonderZim â€“ A Land that Could Have Beenâ€¦â€
I woke up early this morning to make sure I got a good seat at the stadium to proudly celebrate Zimâ€™s 26th Birthday bash. The cityâ€™s spotless streets were abuzz with excitement for 26 years on, what an amazing place we live in.
Our freedom hero, rgm, stepped down from power six years ago paving the way for true multi-party democracy in this jewel nation of ours. We are a beacon of hope for the rest of our continent, a model for all to emulate. True to his word, our honourable ex-head of government created a nation of peace and harmony.
Free health and education, housing for all, jobs for all, a thriving economy, our agricultural sector a shining example of shared skills with an effective plan put in place to ensure land for all, backed up with great infrastructure and support services. The economy is vibrant, our streets are packed with tourists, many here to share a great line up of musicians and entertainers from the length and breadth of Africa to be followed by the football challenge of the year.
Children, linked arm in arm, skipped down the street as I passed them by, spontaneously breaking into song to celebrate their love for their country. Their fat, shiny faces a symbol of hope reflecting our countryâ€™s health and prosperity.
At the stadium, I finally made it, after hours spent in the carnival mood of long winding traffic to the main arena. The atmosphere was electric for the rest of the worldâ€™s cameras were there to record Africaâ€™s quintessential success story. Messages of congratulation poured in from every corner of the planet ensuring our place in history as the African nation that marked the end of tyranny on our continent. Democracy groups, civil rights groups, every group dedicated to the dream of social equality and progress was there.
It was a party to beat all parties, the people of Zimbabwe united, regardless of colour, creed or race, regardless of political affiliation, age or social standing.
I love my Zimbabwe, how proud I am.
THE DREAM ENDS HERE, NOW FOR A REALITY CHECKâ€¦ ZIMBABWE 2006
But, it was fun to dreamâ€¦
Ever drifting down the stream --
Lingering in the golden gleam --
Life, what is it but a dream?