Mpho

Mpho
From time to time in all our lives, GOD or Allah or whoever you pray to provides you a gift of a loved one by your side. Someone who loves you unreservedly, someone who is just into you. Someone who worships the ground you walk on. Someone who is all you.
I know that we have all had this special person in our lives, BUT, for some Stupid Reason. We have let these people out of our lives and remained with the bastards who do not even say thank you anymore. Who forget our birthdays and our special moments because Orlando Pirates or Chiefs is losing 1-0 on TV! So what if they are losing, they are playing again next week.
Why is it that we look a GIFT (Mpho) Horse without appreciation? Most times we do not know what it is that we want for our heart to be content and covered with affection. Funny we all know when someone really loves us for who we are. We even sabotage ourselves by saying we are not ready to be loved so deeply, it is scary. Or no, no, it cannot be right that i am loved this way none of my friends are. Knowing full well that, this is excectly what we deserve, but no we do not want it until it is too late.
Is it not funny, that someone who once broke your heart comes running after you years after you are over him? Or have you ever been embarrassed by going back to someone who was once so much into you and though you walked on water. And they look at you as if you do not exist or you are drunk as you try to recall the times you had? Well i have, and believe me; it is not funny at all. In fact it is embarrassing to the point of dehumanising .It is a feeling that i only reserve for my worst enemy. So ladies, whenever you are presented with a gift horse (Mpho).Take it with both hands, it may never be Presented again. To hell with the choosy friends, who think that you must hook up with Mr. Nice Time who they love because of his BMW and fancy shoes. They even expect you to marry the guy (bloody selfish stupid so called friend).
When you feel someone deep in you heart and you know that they love you and only you go for it, mutual love conquers all.
(This piece is dedicated to Mpho Mahlatsi, who
Taught me something about true love).

The day After Mandela

   This note was written on the 7th of December 2013.
It was a day after the announcement of the death of the legend of legends
Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela.
The mood was pregnant with mixed emotions of loss, celebration and sorrow.
None of these emotions took dominance both in my head and heart and in the
world as a whole.
I drove to the office with a mixed sense of confusion even though it was a Saturday

Udo (Carelse}was on the radio ,I had made him and Andile(Gaeleshewe)their wedding ring many years earlier and I was thinking of their mortality as people that I knew and the hopes that they had for themselves and the country then. As I say it was a confusion filled morning. The ring I had made them was that of Tear Drop or what in the diamond trade we call a Pear Shape.

Now, here I am in a time of great sorrow thinking about a design that I had made many years ago in a form of a Tear in a book that I had titled "Tear Drop'.
Was there any meaning? Or just a strange coincidence?
 
Udo went on to play a clip of former President Mbeki calling for all of us to forgive each other. Not only black and white but black on black as well,
 
So,you can imagine a tense morning like that and I was wondering if my countrymen can heed this advice?

Just as I was listening to the radio an sms alert comes in to announce the death of Baby Jake Matlala (I will tell you about Jake later in the book but I do not promise)

Now, you may wonder what the hell does the death of Nelson Mandela and Jake have to do with young women and their Love lives?

Plenty, PLENTY! .......You see, Love Lives are a continuation of mortality.You Love, Procreate, Care, Get ill, Die.
Not necessarily in this order but somewhat close.
Some of you may not agree but this web of loving is most times part of the Living roller coaster.

Believe IT or Not!

12/7/13, 5:54 PM