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I write this for the country of my birth, Botswana, and the country I hope to live in one day, Africa.
#iAmMotswana #iAmAfrica #AfricaIsACountry #AfricaReign #Botswana #BW

I am not a well educated person, I have not been to university. I am not connected to any authorities or governors of the land. I am not politically affiliated. I have not amassed great riches, and I have not gained any success that one can boast about.

I would like to say that I have graced the covers of business magazines, or have been featured on countless television shows, and been quoted endlessly on social media. That has not happened yet.

I would like to complain about the inconvenience of commercial airliners, or even better, the time it takes for obtaining clearance for landing my private jet in certain countries.

My complaints at the moment have been limited to the long lines in understaffed, close for 2-hour lunch offices; or decision makers and document holders being on leave or in perpetual meetings (about meetings).  Some things are better however. We no longer have “the system is down” national problem crisis. Our internet speeds and connectivity have stabilised, and I.C.T service providers have had to actually work for the tenders they won.

The problems I face are real-world problems for the every day person. I do not have “somebody” on the inside to call when I need to get something done without having to wait in line. I do not have somebody to call me when certain RFQs are about to come out. I have to stand in queues to get business done. While I wait, I browse through social media seeing people living the life. I see ribbons on cars with keys in hand on Twitter. Hashtag #BlackExcellence #MamaImadeIt. I briefly look up to see someone who looks important get ushered into the back offices. I slowly SMH as I switch apps to Instagram only to see sushi, fillet mignon and bottles of expensive liquor. I am now hungry and thirsty, but there is a sign that says “No Food or Drinks allowed.” I continue to swipe up, up, swipe left, left (nice), up, up (dope), double tap, up (where is he?), up, up, (goals), double tap, up, up (daaaamn, girl! eish, i can’t double tap this one), up, up (i need to get my hustle on)…

Young people see the insta-riches. Insta meaning on Instagram, but also instant. All of a sudden, so many people are living the life. We see visible riches and we desire to emulate that. We want that beautiful lifestyle. Which brother does not want tailored suits, luxurious time-pieces and flashy cars? Which sister doesn’t want expensive shopping holidays in exotic locations, with the latest iPhone to take proper pictures of her sun-kissed, African butter? The real question is, how quickly can I obtain that money. How do I “get the bag”?

I switch apps and go to Google Keep (my never-ending to-do list) to see how I can maximise on my time in this line. I have to be a master of time and make every second count. I have to make time for family, and work and church. I prioritise family as much as I do work. I value my spiritual life too. Need to spend time in prayer and meditation. Part of my journey is discovering how best to practically fuse family, faith and work into one harmonious stream. (See my family blog on that journey at www.luandb.com).

Back to the To-Do List: I have to submit this quotation, type that proposal, find an intern, write that blog. I also have to find time to find a house for my nomadic family. Priorities. Procrastinations. Which? How? Money would take a lot of these problems away.

How do I get that bag? How do I Get that Pula? Or Rands and the Nairas? How do I get that Shilling?

That is the question on the lips of most young people who are on salaries today, as well as on the minds of the unemployed youth; many of whom are uneducated or under-skilled. Some have degrees yet remain unemployed, or are interns receiving wages. Others however are hustling: starting startups, pushing this, doing that. Many are strategising and planning, waiting on the right moment to strike.

Everyone wants the bag. What do I do to get it?

To be continued…

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Author Bashanganyi

On a unique journey. About to complete the 1st 30 years of my life. Spent the first 10 with family, the next 10 with friends in various schools, and thereafter the next 10 in church. Whats in store for me?

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