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Hairdresser Of Harare


What happens when everything you have believed in, the praise, pride and entire attention finally disappears in a snap? Faint probably. Vimbai was a known hairdresser in Mrs. Khumalo’s hair salon who believed in making her clients look like white women since they all wanted a style that mimicked so and so from magazines. She rubbed shoulders with the who is who in Zimbabwe and she took comfort in been the best.  The setting takes place in Zimbabwe during Mugambe’s reign which depicts the rising useless dollar currency as citizens try to make ends meet. Not until one day Dumi, a young man appears from the bush and gets the city talking. He takes over as the best hairdresser, promoted to manager and at one time the other hairdressers receive their first pay rise thanks to unending clients. He even starts selling condoms and the salon changes its talks to sex!

When I read the book my guts told me the lad was gay and this had me read it all and bum- he was gay. This is proven when he moves to Vimbai’s house since his expenses are cut off from his accounts by his father who found out he had an affair with a white guy. She seduces him but nay women ain’t his brood. At a church service the pastor preached on homosexuality and Dumi opted they leave for the salon. Next prove is when Vumbai found him with MR.M in her house and it is shrugged off as a business talk not forgetting the glances at the salon were strange. To the real prove of all this is when Vimbai in love finds his dark diary under his bed and shoot-trouble looms.

Before all this truth in the last chapter😉yeah, i started with the last bits ,Tendai shows how culture shuns one off in the inheritance of property especially when women get it all. When Vimbai’s elder brother died in the UK,  his big mansion was left to Vimbai creating a will contest amongst her brothers but she won the case and ended up been hated by family apart from her younger brother Fungai who bothered to check up on her.

Like any other naive girl, Vimbai fell in love with a sugar daddy who pampered her with gifts but we know how the game gets played. Philip was the old bastard who raped her and Chiwoniso was born. Even today we clearly see young girls taking off with older men for luxury and good upkeep only for a lonely poor future when they hit the road.

Another disturbing element is misconduct towards house helps. There is always the notion that village girls don’t know a damn about housekeeping and city girls will strike you dead with their cunning ways.  Another fear factor is that you never allow her to wash your kids because abuse is everywhere and from doing it yourself you testify if indeed molestation happens when you away. Mandei wa Vs’s help who doesn’t receive praise but ridicule from her boss till one day she decides to treat her well; out of love frustrations.

The Ncubes, Dumi’s family get to know V after she attends Patrick’s wedding as Dumi’s plus one. Chemistry clicks off and she is liked by his entire family for saving their son. They even pamper her with trips, she gets a passport thanks to Mitchell corrupted ways and on her birthday she gets a salon of her own. Talk of heaven blessing her abundantly. It is not all rain and sunshine in her world when Dumi’s dirty diary is found and she alerts Mrs.M who sends out her mob to kill Dumi. With his life on the verge of death, Vimbai blames herself for letting the cat out of the bag but Mr.M assures Dumi of an escape to the UK. Mrs.M however has all Dumi’s belongings including his passport and no way can he leave. It is up to V to trade her life with the passport for Dumi’s safety.

This book has got a lot of comparison from then and now:

1) Back in the days hairdressers were women and a man who took up the task was regarded a sissy. Look at the best salons in today’s world all accumulating young men with creativity and passion that takes them to higher heights. I also want my hair done by a man, who doesn’t?

2) In the African culture homosexuality was a taboo and believed to be Westernized. The white people were regarded as the masterminds who corrupted our morals. Not blaming anyone in the present, the numbers of homos parading themselves in our streets is alarming and all I can say is quote Fungai’s philosophical thinking……….

The question of what the human body may or may not be used for is one that is as old as time itself. The question of what is termed human sexuality is perhaps even older. We assume that there are two types of sexuality since everything is made in pairs. Therefore,  when you look at what you think is a man and what you think is a woman, you fail to recognize or acknowledge other ambiguous possibilities eg. Hermaphrodites. ( What he says next might contradict me)😉

3) It was disturbing for a young man to be in a relationship with an elder woman who had a child. However, from the book the Ncubes are OK with it as long as their son’s secret is not revealed. Today we don’t hide secrets and it is very alright for one to love whoever. Age is just a number any who and kids are a blessing, we tell ourselves!

4) Racism was still present as a commotion  between white and black clients erupted in the salon. Power ruled and a group of guerrillas beat the color out of you. Today not so much is evident but we can smell it from a distance.

5) You should know people. People to run to for favors by chunking away a lumpsum to get deals done. Vumbai had no passport and to avoid the long queues, longer processes, Mitchell would jump in and help her secure one in a day! The wealthy speaketh in communities. Nowadays if you don’t have a godfather somewhere things might take eternity for fulfillment but hey I always think only the lazy go for godfathers. Why would you need one anyway?

6) Jealousy, anger, hatred and betrayal consume us when one challenges our careers. Vimbai had the right to be jelo but what was she not doing right? From the black diary, Dumi wrote that she lacked creativity from the soul-she was too mechanical. Today, we do things to please people, for the sake of it not taking into considerations how it makes them feel in the long run. Learn to do things from the soul.

7) On the inheritance issue customary law did not include women in the right to property. However, the law states that women have a right to equal inheritance as their male counterparts. The argument in the book and today is that the woman leaves her father’s home and is married elsewhere where she finds land. What if she doesn’t find land there? As long as the will includes or doesn’ t include her, she has a right to contest for her share. Period! Never argue with the law.

8) Rejection of men. Why is it that when a lady rejects your wooing the next thing that splits itself from your mouths is hate speech? V rejected many and all she got was “you ugly, you will die alone” naysay. Flashforward, it still happens and they hate to be turned down. If I  don’t like you, I simply don’t like you. Why is it hard to swallow that?

9) Punch lines. I would not be a-ow-kay if I don’t write this. We all get wooed but the lines this pot bellied man on the streets said to Vimbai got me thinking of DJ Khaleed and how he would put them across. Never mind me am that hiphop lady. This works out today I think…

God must be missing an angel because girl when I saw you, I knew you must be one of his angels. You must be a hell of a thief because you stole my heart just by the way you walk. Hell, baby, you are hard to get but let me be your Romeo and I’ll treat you like the princess you are.

10) Music. Rhumba is what people loved- Kofi Olomide , Awilo Longomba, Papa Wemba and this proved how people were loyal to their culture till  Dumi changed all that to urban grooves. The transition of music shows how it has progressed from then to now. Which genres do you like?

11) Pastors, pastors, pastors! Getting their flock pregnant was another but blaming it on the holy spirit was outrageous! Patricia a hairdresser got impregnated by Pastor Chasi making her get fired from her post. Is it not true even today we see pastors who are the holiest of hollies going contrary to their teachings?

12) Lastly, a book is not a book if it does not take you into the moment and let you feel you in the scene already. I was in Zimbabwe riding on kombis (buses I presume), taking tanganda tea, eating matemba and sadza, learning the traditional  greetings of makadini henyu, selling maputi and freezits,  walking on streets bearing Mugambe’s names to talking the Shona lingo. Not forgetting the worthless currency that is still present in the country.

…..and Mugabe is still president😮

 

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