Not My Fault

She had just came out from the bathroom when she saw him sitting on the couch pretending like he wasn't looking at her bottle shape body while in fact he was just like a careful leopard that was just about to catch an impala. He found himself drooling over her body but he knew it wouldn't be appropriate to react towards it.

"Joyce' can you come over here", he demanded.

"No Shaun, let me first wear something comfortable", she said as she tried to fix the towel that was too revealing and causing more trouble to Shaun.

"Where is your mom", Shaun Asked.

"I don't know she was sitting there by the couch when I left".

"Ok good, so is just me and you in the house?"

"What's that suppose to mean, Shaun?"

"Stop asking more stupid questions", shouted Shaun.

Do not go down with others.

I have seen it with many people who have done terrible things on other people with only the intention of just going back or going to jail because they regard themselves as failures. I refer to that act as cruelty. You can't put your anger on other people more especially the innocent people. I wonder if such people realy understand how bad things become for those affected by such cruelty. We need to encourage people to rather seek second chance in life than to give up in such a way because they destroy the nation.

Most of the people who suffer most are women and children on this act as they are the main target in most similar crimes. There are women who were raped by losers who just used them as a way of going back to jail because such people feel like their part has come to an end in life. If you give up in your life don't try and drag other people to go down with you because that leaves a wound that might not heal even a single day in one's life.

Meshack Mathe-Azania Bevhula

Vosloorus

I Was Blind

Thabo had just came back home from school holidays. He was so anxious to meet his family whom he had spent over six months without seeing.
His father, Simon, was seated outside reading a newspaper. It looked like the newspaper was reading him not the other way around. Simon looked so troubled but he was not ready to share what was eating him, not with anyone and not with Thabo. Thabo reluctantly had many failed attempts to ask what was wrong with the old man but his fear took away the curiosity. Simon saw Thabo approaching and he thought, if he knew what I know he wouldn't come closer to me.

Simon indeed was troubled. He had learned that Thabo wasn't his biological son. This only comes after he used all his pension money to invest in Thabo's education as Thabo being the older son.
Out of worry Thabo went closer to the old man. " papa, you seem to be troubled tod.........",
"Hey I'm not your..........", Shouted Simon. He interrupted Thabo before he could finish and he also couldn't finish his line after seeing his wife, Kathrene appearing. Kathrene had no idea that her husband knew of the truth. 

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Meshack Mathe Bevhula

Black People's economic Slavery is Stimulated by themselves

For how long do we want to be slaves? We are the creators of this system. We create the system and then complains in the corners that such system is very bad, such system makes blacks suffer, such system only enslaves us. Only when we are the main creators of it. Just like I've said on other chapters that we are our own problem just like we are the solution that we cry to have. 

If there are people who can change the perceptions of blacks is only us no one else because other races are enjoying the benefit of our stupidity. We are empowering their economies by our constant and continuous stupidity. I think this word "stupidity" best describe us. Be angry at me for pointing that out but wait until you are fully aware of the reasons that makes me concludes on that because I made my own observation just like other activists and informative citizens have done. 

We are a doomed nation. Is this all what we want to pass to the generation? We may say no in words. But words enough aren't strong enough to make change just like we always say that action speak louder than words, yet we know the right thing but we aren't practising it. It is also written in the bible that those who knows the wrongs they commit will be published a lot more than those who don't know that they are committing wrongs and therefore such people receives less and light punishment.

 We can't of course blame the old generation because they didn't have more resources like we do now to make a change but do you think the next generation won't blame us as well? In that case if you are  thinking like that it means you aren't thinking at all. And you might as well die because your oxygen is just a waste. And  you are perhaps carrying a land which one would take advantage of than you do. Or perhaps you are carrying a position in a company that one would be making it to benefit his community at large than you are doing.

Let's treat Well People With HIV & AIDS

Let's treat well people with HIV & AIDS

Gone are those days where people lacked information but now is very different and now we have media to show us how HIV & AIDS is transmitted from one person to another. And many people have the information should one want to know. Therefore you shouldn't be scared to spend time with someone with the disease because is not like shaking his hand will make you sick.

Let's love them, they need our love for a long live and they should feel like humans too despite their sickness. We shouldn't make them feel rejected because in that case we are deliberately limiting their days of life. We need to maintain their positive thinking so that they live longer. There might not be a cure yet for the disease but of course the provided medication is able to deal with the disease. One thing that makes a person with HIV & AIDS live longer  is to think positively so they definitely can't think positively when we are busy rejecting them and making them feel bad instead of giving them the necessary support.

Meshack Mathe Bevhula

Vosloorus

LANGUAGE BATTLE, A STEP BACK

Language battle is taking us back

I have noticed a bad inclination in South Africa that the language combat is something that has and still going on mostly in Gauteng since there is a blend of people and languages. I realised that some tribes often think that they are better than other tribes. Such people are not building but destroying all what our great leaders fought for. They fought for us to be cherished and have dignity but now we turn against each other. When we are supposed to be supporting each other we are busy stabbing each other’s back. 

It seems to be a proven fact that we refuse to take full a responsibility of ourselves and circumstances but we forever look for scapegoats. We necessitate to find peace within each other and treat each of us with courteous despite the language you speak because at the end of the day we are one no matter how much we could try to refute it. Instead of using the energy that we have on language battle I urge everyone of us to devote that energy on things that are imperative and things that will bring change in our lives.

             Meshack Mathe Bevhula

             Vosloorus

I messed with the wrong one

It was in the morning when I woke up to a whatsapp text that said "I miss you and I wish to see you today". My day had already been made up. But it took time for the bell to ring in my ears because we were no longer an item since I had dumped her. Had I been a fool, surely I wouldn't have thought twice but because of my natural intelligence I refused to believe her.

I was still online on whatsapp but thinking why she decided to talk to me. "It has been long time since we communicated" , I thought to myself. As hesitating as I was I still listened to my gut that advised otherwise on responding her.

" I miss you too angel", I replied meanwhile I knew I didn't mean it.

" So when am I seeing you and kiss those juicy lips of yours", on her text she included whatsapp features that complimented her words to wipe away my attention. I was blushing when I read her text and so anxious to respond it as the conversation was starting to be intimate and intense.

"I'm free today can we meet at KFC"? I asked hoping for a good response or perhaps an alternative to Debonaires Pizza.

"I won't be comfortable, I want you by myself today. Let's rather meet by the ground of my village". She added those whatApp features again that showed tears.

"She don't know me", I thought to myself. But either way I questioned why she didn't want to come over my place instead of demanding to meet me in the bush. But because of my undying wish to see her I found myself stopping a taxi to her village and the next moment I was there.

As I walk toward the ground She widely opened her hands. She was so stunning, her face looked like she had spent hours preparing it to look glamourous. Her lips were as shinny as a gold jewellery, her eyes were on another level.

"These eyes doesn't deserve tears", I said to myself as I looked at her. I liked her outfit she went all out to charm the hell out of me. I couldn't resist her charm it was outrageous. While I was deep on my thoughts walking toward her it was like my eyes were closed and only opened them up when I felt her hands that felt like a wired cables of electricity.

When we glanced on each other I felt like a drunk old man who was asking to be directed home. I felt so small around her as I wanted for her to tell me what was next.

" Where were you all this time"? She asked me while putting her lips on mine. I could'nt answer her question, surely it wasn't a question that needed an answer and beside I wouldn't risk to let my lips out of hers. The next moment my eyes and hers were closed and I suddenly felt like in paradise and I started imagining things I never saw and places I had never been to.

I was still on the kiss when I heard two voices that called my name on my back as I slowly looked back it was two men who appeared to be her brothers. They started heating me as I remained stfaight like a street light despite the pains that were brutally injected to me.  I demanded to be let go and for her help but she shouted " Kill the bastard".

"Before I die,what am I dying for"? I shouted.I found my voice coming out even though I was in pains.

"This is the price you pay for dumping me, I do the dumping not you, is over". She said in a way of showing satisfaction as she signed to the guys that they let me go. The enduring pains of the beating was unbearable..NOT A TRUE STORY

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Meshack Mathe
Mtititi Lombard

Don't be afraid to face rejection

Often many people are scared to face rejection as a result you find people living miserable lives instead of doing all that they need to do to embrace their priceless gift that is called life. We live once so make use of your gift because that comes once and when you die all is forgotten about you. 

So you need to face whatever life throws at you and always have a way of surviving. I'm a firm believer that you can't be exposed to a situation which is beyond your power. That's why as people we have different level of challenges according to the lives we live. Just like in the company the problems that will be experienced by manager is the ones that he should be able to fix just like the problem that is faced by  machine operator is the one that suit his knowledge and power.

So as soon as people get rejected in life or faced with tough challenges they want to give up in life. We should know all the time that life is like a cycle or a wheel. What I reject might be of great value on someone's hands. So when you get rejected all is not lost just rise,dust yourself and pick up yourself because someone out there will value you high.

Meshack Mathe Bevhula

Mtititi,Lombard

Live a purposeful life

Live a purposeful life

To live a life which regularly consists of expressing your life purpose and allowing it to shape your imagination, your thoughts, feelings and actions is simply a whole lot more fulfilling. A life on purpose is filled with meaning, and people on purpose realise they are making a difference simply by being in the world.

Do you sometimes ask yourself this question "why the hell am I in this world"? Well I often ask myself and have come up with an immediate answer which is changing people’s lives through my writing as a result whatever I choose to do in the world to express my life purpose is like icing on the cake.

It is not only the people living a purposeful life who have life filled with a meaning. But even People living without purpose often have a life filled with meaning as well. Unfortunately, the meaning that has filled life often stems from fear and preoccupies them with the need to struggle and suffer. Remember, Suffering is optional in this world, and knowing your purpose is the key to making this important shift. Saying suffering is optional will most likely make people wonder how one chooses to suffer but if one looks at their life choices they will see that they indeed made made bad choices that led to their suffering.

Short story- A surprise- by Meshack Mathe Bevhula

A surprise.
Palesa's day is filled with joy and happiness as she wakes up to the text by her boyfriend Paul. She reads the message on her phone written as " Hey my flower as you know today is my birthday I decided to rather spend it with you at your place, see you later. I love you angel".Palesa's smile is like of someone who just got confirmed for a job interview. She concludes that is better she makes the day extraordinary. She prepares everything from candles ,flowers and food. The good smell on her room is so refreshing she deems the light bad enough to not see the person who could enter her door. She goes extra mile on everything that she prepares for her boyfriend that she referred him as "my one and only".

As she badly want the day to be so special she passionately wait  and stay naked on her room as she is not expecting anyone but her only boyfriend. She keeps calling him but his phone goes to voicemail. That doesn't worry her much as she knows that whenever his boyfriend promises to come he  always pitched. So she really have nothing to worry about.

Her room is decorated like it is a Valentine's day. R.Kelly song titled "Touch me baby" is the one playing on the background. She hears the knock that she was dying to hear. " oh here is him", she mumbles. She keeps him waiting at the door while she sprays her body with a perfume. "I'm coming", she shouts as she runs to the door to open up the door.

"Oh baby, I waited for you for hours now, I almost finished the wine. She has no reason to turn the light on with the long wait she had been put on. She start kissing him until she finds herself on her bad. She breath so heavily, she can't control it. She can't resist it. She needs it so badly. " oh give it all to me baby", she says with the voice that refuses to come out. The wine had loosen her up after. "Come, come , come Paul", she finds herself screaming so high.

Everyone is still sleeping until Palesa receives  a call from Paul's mom who can't hold it but crying so hard  on the phone from the word go. 
Palesa answers" Hello mom, you sound so worried what is wrong"? " Everything just went wrong last night my child", as she continues to cry.
" mom you are worrying me now what is wrong"? Palesa is worried sick now she really want to understand what is going on but the news seem to be delaying on her ears. She feels like Paul's mother is taking time because now she is made to be curious and worried about the news, just like a dog that is prepared food but yet to be unleashed to eat the food.

"He got involved in a car accident yesterday while he was coming to you", she explains  while continues to cry as her voice is nolonger coming out clear just like of the voice of a child who cried for long. " who are you talking about mom?" Palesa ask out of worry.
" Paul, he said he was coming to you last night to celebrate his birthday with you.Then this morning we received the news that he is badly injured and crippled at hospital", she says.
" No ways mom,check your facts right Paul is with me and who called you?", palesa asks as she is confused.
"The nurses called us using his phone since he can't even talk now, and what did you mean when you said he is with you there?" she asks

Confused Palesa quickly drops the phone and pull down the blanket to check her boyfriend. She is shocked to see the person she slept with and bad enough is not Paul..........

Written by Meshack Mathe Bevhula
Title : A surprise
Written date : 20 February 2017
Written for people.........

Marriage of lies

Synopsis by Meshack Mathe Bevhula.      MARRIAGE OF LIES
The story is to be directed to a book, movie and Radio Play.

The story talks about a man by the name of Rich Tshabalala who lived in the south of Johannesburg. Rich worked at a retail supermarket since he didn't go auxiliary with studies after passing grade 12. So it certainly left him with few varieties on the job market. He stayed with his younger brothers, sisters and parents in one RDP house that came into existence after the new democracy government in South Africa. Rich was the first born of his father and mother.

Rich fell in love with Pretty Malokane until he felt he was old enough to marry a wife while he continued to stay at his parent's house.  He didn't love her for real; the only intention that made Rich fall in love with Pretty was that she was at university so he assumed she would better his life for good as soon as she finished her studies. He later grasped that she wasn't studying her course yet but busy with upgrading her grade 12 results for acceptance in her hallucination course. He felt so thwarted and grassed because she didn't tell him all the details. She then dropped out as soon as she got pregnant and decided to raise the child who later been named Valencia.

 Rich woke up in a good mood even though he wasn't feeling well physically, he went to an outreach church service where on thay night he had unceasing and unbearable pains on his manhood. As soon as Rich arrived the pastor was still preaching and it was about to be the time of praying for those who were sick. The pastor said to the audience there is someone here with us who have pains in his manhood; they are bewitching you as they don't want you to have children. Please come forward so that I pray for you". Rich knew that the pastor absorbed the message to him but he felt so mortified to go forward and receive prayers. He remained seated and ignore pastors message.

What was said at an outreach became true to Rich's life. By the time he met Pretty she was already pregnant for other man who refused to be with her. So as soon as Rich came to her life she felt so reassured and thought it was better that she don't tell him about her pregnancy. Rich never suspected anything as he started sleeping with her which led to her telling him about pregnancy which he accepted. And everybody at home was happy when the baby was born although it raised many rumours in the area since the child looked differently from anyone at Rich's family, the child  looked like a coloured but Rich made peace with it and had to live with it without worrying much about anything.

Rich thought it was best that he enriched his wife by taking her to computer school and to do drivers license so that it betters her chances of getting a job to assist him in supporting the family since he was the breadwinner. That of course happened as soon as she accomplished her computer studies. She also got a job at a retail industry and started to lose respect over Rich as she also cheated on him with the same man who was the father of her child. Rich was yet to go to the Doctor to check if he could produce or not as it frequently stressed him after the pastors message. One morning he came back early from work on a night shift duty only to find out that his wife wasn't home. He waited until she came back and he asked where she emanated from; she lied to him saying she slept at her friend's house without elaborating much. But Rich knew that observably she was cheating on him. He went on to ask for her friend's number to call and ask but her friend denied the claim as she didn't know anything. He forgave her and demanded her to be honest from there.

Rich later grasped that his wife was once again pregnant but still he wasn't pretty sure if he was the father or what because he felt like becoming aware of the truth would really hurt him. But he never realised that not knowing the truth will hurt him much more than knowing the truth. Her wife gave birth to a beautiful girl once more time named Phindile. Rich pondered who was making him such an idiot under his watch but he was still reluctant to challenge it. Rich started cheating with few women and he tried to have a baby but none of that ever blossomed. He never told his wife about everything that bothred him. but it had been eating him for years and that made him to despise any children because he couldn't give love to his kids and he felt so terrible about seeing his younger brothers having good relationships with their children 

Many people started to question his anger to the children as they realised that he didn't love them. Rich was never at peace. He had started to visit his young brothers more often just to ignore the stress that came with staying with his wife as he knew that everything about his marriage was a lie. He forever regretted not talking about his undiscovered manhood problem with his wife as he unceasingly thought it was too late to deal with it as it then involved a lot of people on the process and he didn't want to embarrass anyone like that.

His wife never stopped seeing the man who gave her the kids until Rich discovered some of the clothes bought by that man and he asked her until she couldn't give valid claims that she was the one who bought them. Rich felt like it was too much to handle and he went to buy a gun and killed both his wife, the father of the children and himself.

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Authors message
People have to covenant with their problems no matter how difficult it is to deal with them because committing suicide is not easy for those you are leaving in the world. So man up and face your problems because the the matter of fact is that all the problems that are following you are actually created by you and your actions. So if there is one person to fix them is you.

The plain truth is that you never know the pains you cause to your loved ones when you die just like an idiot who doesn't know how it feels to be around him

TAKE CHARGE OF YOUR LIFE

No matter how much you could try to deny it by your actions that you are not in charge of your own life, well the truth is that you will never run away from dictating your own life because is the role that has been awaiting you as you grow up. So when you run away from that responsibility is like neglecting all what you ever wished for.As some people are always in denial that they are in charge of their lives they often look for scapegoats to blame as a way of running from their circumstances.  You will never run away from your problems until you solve them because before that they will bother you until you dig your own grave.

I have so far seen many people who today have given their lives to drugs and alcohol abuse as a result of failing to take charge of their own lives. Neglecting a chance to take charge of your life is more like neglecting your body. Who will bath you if you don't? Who will wash your teeth if you don't? We all have our roles in this world which is to take care of ourselves and to lead each other to our desired destinations because without any of that there is nothing about our lives will ever be interesting or better. Let us be good enough to pave our own paths.

Meshack Mathe Bevhula
Vosloorus

It takes a village to raise a child

It takes a village to raise a child

I was taught at a young age back then in rural areas that I didn't belong only to my family but the whole community. I was always told by elders of the village that I wasn’t only the child to my mom and dad. But I was actually the child of the village in spite of of being related or not. But this pattern seem to have changed and lost because now elders careless of what other children do. They just care about their children only. Are we now neglecting all what we believed in and what our elders believed in?

Another proven fact about this matter is the continuous rapes on children amongst our communities and brutally killings that we often witness within our communities. It might not be your biological child but if that child succeeds it is also benefit your community in many ways, even by reducing poverty. Teenagers are now intimacy with old people with the aim of getting money. And as a result this children end up dropping at school and be affected with HIV& AIDS. It should sadden everyone in the community to see teenagers neglecting their future because the future of the country depends on them. Let’s protect them.

Meshack Mathe Bevhula
Vosloorus