![]() Such music resonates with me and rich with a language closer to my own. I am glad for that imprint from my father. You can empathise with the pain from the cow turning on him. Like a cow, the child turned and hurt him with its horn. In this song, he talks about how rearing a child had him having expectations for him to imitate its elders. He metaphorically tells a tale of herding a cow which turns to hurt him with its horn. Yes! The most recommended song in my playlist is Ndakuvara. ![]() Looking like him for me was negative but little did I know that girls who look like their fathers are the prettiest. That made me mad! I would threaten the ill man that I won't fix it again if he continued with such. "Dainga wari mfana ngwanangu hako!" He smiled. One time when it broke, I fixed it for him and he looked at me. Papa always played them on his Radio cassette. One thing, I am grateful for is my father's introduction to Oliver Mutukudzi's songs. Dancing for the two of them was a nod of the head and a loud noise at the sound of their favourite songs. He is the one who my late younger sister got the penguin feet from. A howling dog, is what my late father sounded like each time he sang.
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