Tuesday, July 11, 2017

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.

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

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

Sunday, May 21, 2017

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

Sunday, May 7, 2017

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

Saturday, March 4, 2017

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

Monday, February 27, 2017

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.

Monday, February 20, 2017

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
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