Friday, August 18, 2017
Do not go down with others.
Monday, August 7, 2017
I Was Blind
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.
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Black People's economic Slavery is Stimulated by themselves
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Let's treat Well People With HIV & AIDS
Sunday, May 21, 2017
LANGUAGE BATTLE, A STEP BACK
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