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Monday, July 15, 2013

Being Introvert: The Blessing & The Curse!!!

“I am introvert, I am not Quiet, I Speak Differently”

In times past, people were expected to be outgoing, a bit noisy and lively and easy to engage in conversations. The notion is people are supposed to strike a conversation easily and not look like they are giving others a cold shoulder. With that came a lot of pressure to make introvert people act this way against their nature. Extrovert was considered important trait for thriving in the world. Growing up I never really thought of myself being introvert, I never knew the word it was beyond my comprehension growing up in an environment where the popular language was vernacular – Shona. All I remember was that whenever people came to visit, after a while they would say, mwana wenyu akanyarara or akanyarara sezita rake", literally translated “your child is quiet” and “he is quiet like his name”. It mostly bothered me and I didn’t know how to respond or what to make of it, I grew up getting used to such comments. I also remember that my mother always stood up for me, she believed that her son was quiet and hence people would try to take advantage of that situation for their selfish gain hence when I think of my mom, I think of a hero who would take on anyone that dared cross her son’s path in a wrong way. Being a strong woman she was, I learnt to debate within myself before confiding in her a particular situation. Even to this day, there are some life events that I would rather keep to myself because if I tell her, she would definitely take exception and make her mind known or confront someone. As I grew older, I learnt to stand for myself but not in a vocal way. I believe most people make misconceptions about introverted people some of which are as follows:

They are Quiet hence Easy to Con
Most people look at introverts as people who are easy to take advantage of, when you use their stuff they will not shout at you or demand it back, when you owe them it’s easy to never payback and tell them excuse after excuse.

The downside to this is that introverts look forgiving, the Jesus people and can give the other cheek anytime without consequence. This is true to some extent, introverts are good at the strike rule. Inside they just say, fine you did it once, now you did it twice and third time you face judgment. The judgment is rarely communicated to you, you will know the next time you come and say borrow me $100 my child is sick. No matter how genuine the cause, you will not get the $100 but be told you had your chance and blew it. So if you are in the habit of borrowing and never paying back you are maybe one strike from being blacklisted for life.
 


 
They Are Quiet hence Must be Forced to Talk
Introverts are not necessarily people who do not talk; it’s only that they do not engage in idle chatter. Most people like friends, family, teachers, lovers et al usually fall into the trap of “let me help them to talk” or rather force them to talk.

The downside is that in the end you will be avoided, you might temporarily win and get them talking but in the long run you will find that each time you try to talk to them they are busy reading a book, doing a work assignment or anything to make you not fit into their schedule. It’s worse to force an introvert into a conversation then show that your attention is elsewhere, by the time you want to get back to the conversation you will find no audience. Introverts talk a lot but it has to be quality conversations on issues that matter, talk about Politics, Business, Science or any worthy subjects and you are guaranteed a conversation for days with a lot of factual information.

They are forgiving so You Can Get Away with Anything
It’s easy to take introvert people’s feelings for granted, you can lie so they will not speak about it, and you can hurl abusive statements at them and will never risk uproar because they will coil into their quiet world. Because they rarely look attentive it’s easy to pass a slur on them hoping they will never hear it anyway.

If an introvert ask “what was that” or “what did you say” after you pass a slur/mumble on them the temptation is to respond by saying “nothing”. It’s not that you have not been heard, asking is just a way to say I heard it so better resist the temptation to lie and apologise. When taken for granted in a relationship, an introvert will drop you by the head and make it look like you have been given a soft landing. When I came of age, I knew one thing I could do with aplomb was dumping a lover. Most never understood why and often ask “why did you not warn me I was riding roughshod over your feelings”. In our world actions & words are rehearsed in the mind before being executed, so we choose to believe it’s the same for everyone else, actions and words must be considered for consequences before being acted. That is the yardstick. If a relationship where emotions are involved is cut off, never expect a rebound even though friendly contact can be maintained, do not confuse the friendliness that you stand a second chance, it rarely ever comes.




They are Quiet hence are Thoughtless
Most people think that since introverts rarely express themselves in speech then nothing much is going in their heads. The opposite is actually true. Introverts can seize a thought for and dissect it indepth. When they talk about it, chances are it has been considerably given thought.

Introverts express themselves better in writing, if one is not able to write then chances are they will look handicapped. Most times an introvert will write something and will revise it 2 or 3 times before sharing carefully choosing words for their rashness and eliminating mistakes. I remember in my teens I was writing love poems then called “lyrics” for my cousins, they were powerful words carefully selected to mesmerise the reader and sort of pierce the heart and induce fondness. I remember my first love letter was when I was about 11 years old, there was a rose tree at home, I picked the flowers and nicely set them in small reed basket wrote a small letter with the choicest words, I remember one of the older sisters asking if my brother Chester had written that for me. I said that’s all me, my ratings in their eyes hit the sky.

Later in life I would use this skill to my advantage in school and work. Sometimes you do not pass well because you had a thousand facts but because you presented your work neatly and using choice words that will convey the message that this is not a layman even though the points are few. I remember when I became a workers’ committee representative earning the title of Secretary at some insurance company. I would use this skill to write compelling case for employer to improve pay and working conditions, meetings with the employer because torturous for management. But the best came when representing retrenched employees at Ministry of Labour, employer with 2 qualified Lawyers and HR Manager, myself with 2 other workers’ representatives. I had spent the previous day with bad flue on a computer putting together a water tight case for the employees’ cause, the employer presented his case, I followed with my case typed out but most of it was stuck in my head after being rehearsed many times, I was half awake from the flue, all I remember when I was done the ministry officials were all smiles almost standing up to give an applause but they were supposed to show impartiality. They would later ask why the employer was bent on losing an employee of my calibre.

Being introvert is a curse in that the world around us is mostly made of noise and words fly out of mouths faster than they are thought of, the quiet tag means you will have to face a barrage of abuse with the world trying to twist you, remake you and force you to be what they want you to be, you almost become a Swedish sex doll in their sight, expected to dance the tune as if you were never made with feelings and a conscience. But beyond the curse, being introvert is a blessing, you harness the power within often becoming a person who can deliver compelling speeches, write enthralling books, stories, blogs, reports et al, even Facebook status updates, comments come with a lot of praise and likes because it’s all in the power of the thoughts. Behind the quiet people is the most analytical minds with a lot of inventiveness. What would it take to lose being introvert? I never imagine being stripped of this part of me, I think I would rather be dead than lose this part of me, but before it gets to that I’m sure I would rather lose the people who would demand that I lose this important part of being me.

 

Monday, February 25, 2013

The BlackBerry Z10 Q & A: Response to Most Questions Raised in SA


While the phone being reviewed is not different from those found in Canada or England, the reason for this post is to clear a lot of questions being raised by users in the African market since this is a unique market with different offering compared to those in other countries.

NB: Most of the information covered in other reviews by Phonearena, GSM Arena, CrackberryEngadget will not be repeated here, the aim is to look at the questions that were asked by people in South Africa mainly:
 
The BlackBerry Z10

 

1. Does it Use BIS?
The answer to this is No; you do not need a BIS on your BlackBerry Z10 device.

2. Does It Use a Lot of Data?
This question has been asked many times and a lot of people fear that especially in these parts of Africa where data is priced high. The answer to this is dependent on the user. If you love watch Youtube videos or streaming audio/internet radio then any phone will consume data. But my own assessment is that the BlackBerry Z10 is data efficient, I will list the following tasks that I have on my phone:

1. Browsing the web
2. Browsing Facebook, uploading pictures

3. Browsing Twitter & tweeting
4. Receiving email, replying the same
5. Downloaded The Score and Password Keeper

The webpages I have browsed are quite many, some news sites and particularly Supersport playing the Fantasy League & prediction game for Barclays Premier League. The Facebook/Twitter apps I left running in the background updating timeline. My facebook timeline has 2 social pages Kutandara naTete maNcube & Auntie Jenny Lounge, they post maybe 30 posts each per day, then news page Mugrade Seven which posts about 30 news items too with picutures attached, Mashable also post pictures, so my news feed is quite lively without adding the more than 600 friends. I consider myself to be a heavy user i.e. I cannot go 30 minutes without checking or commenting via Facebook most times.

While doing the above I had a 100MB of data using the 8.ta network. 3 days later I am still with 30MB balance on my account meaning I am using at the rate of 23MB per day. Is that bad? For myself, 690MB per month is not bad given my appetite for constant connectivity. In all the above instances I never switched off the data services. So ideally I can go a month on 500MB (R120.00) using current network, this convinced me to port my number from Vodacom to 8.ta who have 2GB+1GB for R149.00 but even though this is a promo, their 500MB is priced well. I could have opted for CellC and make more gains but given the congestion on their data network, I am not prepared to go 30 minutes without connectivity. I can just flip in that time.

3. Is BBM Going To Be Discontinued?
This is a question I have seen asked many times, possibly due to confusion as to what BBM and BIS is, but the short answer is BBM remains on BlackBerry smart phones in fact it has gotten better with voice and video calls baked into the app.

4. Is it Slow? Does it Bring a Spinning Clock?
BlackBerry took their time making the BlackBerry 10 Operating System, using it you will find that it is fast, does not lag in any way. It does not hang and I have been trying to push it to limits and see but so far I cannot find the clock. I am impressed by the phone and what it can do, currently I am busy learning the tricks and tips on the phone, there is so much put into the OS, I will do another Blog Post with further answers to things I was struggling to find that changed from how they were executed on OS7 going back.

NB: If you got more questions that need answering, throw in comment section.

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Trinity - Wadiwa (Lyrics)

The song below was done before most Zimbabweans went to Diaspora, but it sums up the dream that most relationships failed to be despite promises & desire, chance & time rarely meet except for a priviledged few who could stick to their mhiko (vows), but whatever became of your relationship, this song will bring you tears, either of Joy or Pain. I remembered it playing in my head many times, it somehow identified myself as I journeyed into Diaspora, the poetry so vivid, the Shona so deep, thank you Trinity, you kept us strong & believing!!!
 
Chikamu Chekutanga
Wadiwa wepamwoyo, urikurarama?
Ndirikushuvira musi watichaonana,
ndinorota tichifamba, maoko akabatana,
ndimi dzerudo tichisasana,
tichinotandara, pamushana, pamutamba, patakasangana,
ndiwe uri muhana nemupfungwa dzakadzama,
gadzikisa hama kuda mumwe handichada,
misodzi yekufara pamatama patichaonana,
nekumbundirana, mufananidzo wako ndikautarisa,
ndipo pandinotanga kurangarira tigere paruware,
zuva ronovira, ndichiridza mbira, uchindiimbira,
ndakakuvimbisa ndichakuriritira, ndave kuchamhembe,
asi ndinogadzirisa…
Korasi
Asi ndorangarira, kufara kwedu,
nguva iye, tirikumukwerera,
asi ndorangarira (mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira),
chiso chiye, kunaka sengirozi (mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira),
uchindinyemwerera
Chikamu Chepiri
Ndinogara ndichifunga, pandaikuperekedza kunochera mvura,
une neshamwari dzako, ini nana Kevie,
hanzvadzi yako yakanditaka nemabwe, ndikamhanya samare,
zvisinei iye arisei? Wairesi yaakarayira ndakatenga, itarisirei,
Ndakawana basa asi kushanda hakusi nyore sezvandaifunga,
ndofumobata jongwe, ndodzoka ranyura, makava ohukura,
ndinenge ndopakura, zvinombindikunda,
asi pandinofunga zvatinoda kuva ndoramba ndakatsunga,
mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira,
mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira...
Korasi
Asi ndorangarira, kufara kwedu, nguva iye, tirikumukwerera,
asi ndorangarira (mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira),
chiso chiye, kunaka sengirozi (mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira),
uchindinyemwerera
 
 
Chikamu Chetatu
Izwi rako ndinorinzwa nguva dzose, richinditaurira,
 kuti ndiwe zvose, runako rwako rwunoita ndimere zenze,
nyangwe ndirikuno kure, handikanganwe, iwe uchiseka,
ndakakubereka, ndichidzedzereka,
ndichiti unorema, iwe uchiti ndinoshereketa,
nekuti ndinofuridzira nzeve dzako, ndozevezera,
mashoko anonyerekedza, hana yoroverera,
inguva chete mudiwa, ndinozviziva unombovarairwa,
uchipfuura munzvimbo dzataivarairwa....
 
Chikamu Chechina
Shiri dzichiimba, tigere zvedu, mujinga megomo,
ohh mvura ichinaya, tichidanana pedyo nerwizi, asi,
usakanganwe, mhiko dzedu dzatakatsidzirana,
iwe neni takasikirwana, handikurase, ini ndiri wako
Korasi
Asi ndorangarira, kufara kwedu, nguva iye, tirikumukwerera,
asi ndorangarira (mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira),
chiso chiye, kunaka sengirozi (mhiko dzedu ndichakapfumbatira, haikona kundityira),
uchindinyemwerera
 
Listen to the full track here "Wadiwa"

Thursday, June 28, 2012

There is a "Maneta" In All of Us?

As I gazed into rising sun, Eminem’s song "Stan" blares and can't help notice how emotionally charged & visually stimulating it is. The obscenities remind me that these are ghetto people indeed, the place we all grew up. I can identify with everything he is singing, but one line catches my attention, when he says:

"But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does, she don't know what it was like for people like us growing up"

That line made me realise how we are much a product of our families, our communities or our nations we are. And that rant by Eminem just sums it up; often we loathe to be judged based on present state of affairs because the other person has not been in our shoes. It’s like telling someone I don't like the use of swear words but yet listen to songs with expletives. They just would not understand without the Chapter 1, 2, 3..... of my life.

Nowhere is the line above more vivid than the life of Maneta Mazanhi the Big Brother Stargame housemate. The only chapter of her life I have read & seen is the 44 days she was a housemate, might as well say we started reading the story of her life at Chapter 21 which is her age at the time, albeit only a snippet. To me Maneta was an emotional person but within that emotion was her source of strength, the stamina to fight her own battles. The scant details I have of her life are that she was orphaned at a young age so possibly she is a PRODUCT of her family circumstance & community. That Maneta is a hated person right now in Zimbabwe is beyond doubt. But is Maneta not typically Zimbabwean? To me she is a metaphor of everything that is a Zimbabwean right now.

Maneta, in a prayerful moment


Having been one of the page administrators for Rockford Josphats a.k.a Roki’s campaign, I saw nothing in Maneta or what she did to warrant us lampooning her on our page, much to the disdain of majority of fans. Harsh exchanges with fans was the order of the day, I saw fellow administrators being abused and called expletives by the fans and wondered how my people have changed. We were once a quiet nation, a peace loving nation and a caring people, but looking at Zimbabweans presently I see none of those qualities. The past decade had a toll on our socio-economic well-being moulding us into a different people. Where we had peace we took up vitriol, where we had love we took up anger. Our recent political environment moulded us into a different character, a sort of hardening. Recently I read of a burglar who was beaten to death after being caught stealing and then there was a famous urban grooves musician being implicated in a similar murder of a burglar. We used to hear of thieves being necklaced in South Africa and wondered how it’s possible so I am sure now we know. The kind of fury vent on Maneta is replicated in almost every facet of Zimbabweans’ lives. A quick look at the Facebook page “Kuzeya Dzese na TeteRose…..” will show, a person posting for help or expressing a need will not escape a harsh comment or two from the page followers. We have lost the mental faculty responsible for pity or philanthropy.   

Our people struggle daily for clean water, electricity and stable income. After going through the hard work to eke a living, people have to find something or someway to release all the bottled pressure. All things being equal, the rightful way to vent our anger would be at the politicians. They are the people holding citizens to ransom. Almost all of the problems being faced by Zimbabweans stem from the political situation which has poisoned the socio-economic situation affecting everyone within society. However previous confrontations with the state were met with brute force so the people have to make do with something, a punching bag, in this case Maneta was flogged for the sins of ZANUPF, MDCT, MDC and all the other ills that our society face, she was the effigy of Zimbabwean problems. She was an aggressor and a victim at the same time, like every other Zimbabwean she needed her moment of “venting” to let out what was on her chest. Perhaps she juxtaposed the abundance of electricity, clean water and balanced meals inside the house with the dire situation she would wake up to once out of the Big Brother house. This is enough to cause frustration for a young woman trying to find her feet in a country with an unemployment rate of 95%.

Caught in a Zimbabwean Storm

So Zimbabweans need to look themselves in the mirror and ask, “Which part of my/our behaviour in a day/week has resembled some of the things Maneta did inside the Big Brother house”? It might not be pouring bleach into your neighbour’s face but could be a fight with someone for water at a community borehole or a harsh comment on a Facebook page where someone was looking for advice. The victim of such abuse could have replicated the abuse on someone else with varying degree of vengeance. Put that together from person to person and you have the whole country of people who are angry, roll the clock to 19th of June 2012 and you have a perfect coincidence of Maneta becoming a single point to vent against, ironically, the same week we read that Zimbabweans were a happy people & contented. Most fans of the show who are not Zimbabweans thought we were taking the anger too far, but they don’t know us like we know each other, to borrow from Eminem’s words, they don’t know what it’s like for people like us waking to a week of no water, electricity or an income sufficient for a month’s supplies. The same way we never understood how apartheid gave birth to things like necklacing.
So Zimbabweans must love & forgive Maneta as she is typically one like us, a prototype what our society has moulded us into for the past decade. She has been convicted of a crime for which her judges are equally guilty. Zimbabweans as a whole have changed; the people I grew up amongst are no longer the people I see around. The faces might look the same, the voices might not have changed, their domicile might still be that house on a street of Mufakose, but we cannot run away from the fact that there is a “Maneta” in every one of us! If we love ourselves the way we are then we should equally love her for mirroring our behaviour. We must channel our anger to the right place, vent at the politicians for putting us in this mess, hating our people, beating up our wives, children, neighbour’s cat or dog is only a temporary relief. Because when all are gone from the beating, we will still realise the elephant is still in the house. God bless us all!!!