Life in general has always been a struggle requiring one to work hard for everything – from food to clothing. Now the situation has worsened. One works so hard but come the end of the month, the money is not easily accessible. With the withdrawal limit currently at $500 a day (only enough for a loaf of bread), one has to be geared up to go to the bank every day of the week to be able to buy something meaningful.
Everything has become so expensive and salaries fall short. Most of the basic commodities are being sold in foreign currency on the black market yet the majority of employees are paid in Zimbabwe dollars. What concerns me most is the way we all seem to be going about our business as if everything is normal. Nobody seems to question or challenge the way life has become in our country.
A few days ago I had one experience that got me thinking it is time something is done to improve the Zimbabwe situation . . . I took a trip to the doctor with my Medical Aid card for a Medical Certificate only to be told that they no longer accept Medical Aid cards. Instead the majority of surgeries I visited asked for a US$20 fee. I had to no choice but to return home and forget about the application. Surely if scholarships are for the less privileged, minor processes such as attaining a Medical Certificate should not be prohibitive.
A few months back I was so convinced some good economic recovery plan was on the way when I heard of the signing of the Memorandum of Understanding and Power Sharing Talks. Now weeks have gone by and still there is no official position or detail on proceedings during the ‘Talks’. If these ‘Talks’ are being done for the people Zimbabwean citizens certainly deserve to know what is really going on from the officials themselves.
Sometimes I wish these leaders engaged in Talks would consider that whilst they are ‘dragging’ their feet in sealing a deal, people are dying every day. The health delivery system has deteriorated and drugs are not easily accessible. Some people are resorting to purchasing drugs from neighboring countries like South Africa while the majority of the disadvantaged Zimbabweans have no choice but to keep on hoping that life in Zimbabwe will improve before their souls give in.
Despite the numerous challenges that we are facing there seems to be a little hope in me that somehow Zimbabwe will rise again. This is my only sense of comfort. It may take time but our resilient spirit will see us through.