Picture this: You fully immerse yourself into something you’re doing. You thrive on the adrenaline and deadline of accomplishing the said task. There are challenges. You stress, but you get it done. Mission accomplished. And[…]
Our Battlefield
Bodies.BloodOn the hands of partners.Pseudo-protectors,Unmasked. Handcuffed.Half-confessions.Half-lies.The scales of justiceDon’t dip back in time. Once beating hearts,Now beaten.Ambitions,Annihilated.Similar stories.The same fate. A gun.A knife.A fire.A brick.Bare hands. The warWithin the walls.Destroying us.Will itDefine us? War cry.Warriors.Marching[…]
19 October 1977
They call it Black Wednesday. It was about the light;The light of words thatReveal the truthAnd spark conversations,Inked by the pens of journalists,Imprinted in newspapers,Flowing in the blood of Biko. Did he really die in[…]
Somehow We Survive
When I saw the theme for Poetry Africa 2024, my immediate reaction was, “This is it! I have to be there!” Dennis Brutus’ poem Somehow We Survive resonates deeply with me as my poems speak[…]
In Her Honour
It’s a trend I didn’t give much thought to until Women’s Day. The unveiling of a memorial bust of an iconic woman, Dr Kesavaloo Goonam, stirred this question in my heart – What would I[…]
Seven: The Bigger Picture
I have been extremely quiet here, I know. Oh! I have missed it, truly, madly, deeply. This is the space where I am unashamedly myself, tend to share a bit too much and then wonder…[…]
For The Love of History
I had to fight to take history as a subject at high school until matric. The course I initially wanted to take, which included history, was not available. When I opted for another course with[…]
Realisations before Resolutions
I had one major goal for 2023. I didn’t accomplish that goal. Angst and anger would be typical reactions. But I surprised myself by being at peace with what I would have otherwise labelled “an[…]
My never-ending love story
As South Africa celebrated 100 years of “the wireless” this week, personal and professional memories raced through my mind, akin to the adrenaline rush of every live radio broadcast in my 20-year career. This image[…]
There’s no artificial in imagination
Remember that time I was trolled for using a pen and paper while out on a journalism assignment? Well, my “old-fashioned” ways gave me the opportunity to visit one of the most forward-thinking creative spaces[…]