Down the yellow sandy road, over the hump, round the dusty corner and I was face to face with the luscious eyelashes of a giraffe. Luscious eyelashes hiding hungry eyes in our parched land where we are all reduced to being watchers, waiting for something to happen. For the past fourteen months, since election 2018, we’ve been paralyzed, helplessly witnessing the government converting our US dollars into useless Zim dollars, watching the loss of our savings, erosion of our incomes, soaring inflation and a new frenzy of looting and corruption.