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  <title>Green Options &#187; Fungai Machirori</title>
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    <title>Zimbabwe, It’s You I Adore</title>
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    <description><![CDATA[<h4><a href="http://ecoworldly.com/files/2009/04/view-of-harara-zimbabwes-capital.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-2762" src="http://go635254.s3.amazonaws.com/ecoworldly/files/2009/04/view-of-harara-zimbabwes-capital.jpg" alt="View of Harara, Zimbabwe\'s capital" width="500" height="333" /></a>On a recent trip to India, it finally dawned on me. I love Zimbabwe. Now don’t get me wrong, I didn’t say I love the seesaw economy, the shoddy politics, the hypocrisy and the corruption that comes along with the nation. I simply hold an undying love for the place of my birth and its diverse people.</h4>
<p>What is it about India that made me realise this, you might ask. Visiting the sacred temples and sampling the aromatic food was breath-taking. And losing myself within the crowds of anonymous people released me from all of the responsibility I have to shoulder in my ‘real’ existence everyday. But ultimately, I could not really turn to any one of those well-meaning people and look at any of them with a twinge of painful familiarity and say, “We’ve come a long way.”
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