Uncategorized – In My Words

My dear students…

November 15, 2018November 15, 2018 adminPersonal

Hello friends! It’s been a while since my last post. Let’s blame it on the almost year-end busy-ness and somewhat of a writer’s block that I’ve been experiencing. That changed yesterday. Amid all the chaos,[…]

I fear…

October 5, 2018October 5, 2018 adminLife in South Africa

Last night as I was leaving work, I quickly stepped into the ladies bathroom to wash my hands. The door to the corner toilet cubicle was ajar. I wasn’t sure if someone was in there[…]

Do you know these women?

August 16, 2018August 16, 2018 adminLife in South Africa

Crossroads. I found myself staring at the crossroads. Art imitating life… The depiction on the walls bore not just their names, it represented the crossroads that countless courageous South African women found themselves at, almost[…]

Goodbye, and Hello

July 1, 2018 adminUncategorized

She is waving at you, Aren’t you going to wave back? Hurry! Before she moves out of sight. There she goes, Turning smoothly around the corner. And just like that, The first six months of[…]

Being Alone at Night

June 6, 2018 adminUncategorized

Alone. What is it to be alone? It is to be one with yourself. Oneness. Eye to I. How do you see yourself? Night. What is the night? It is a black canvas. Dark. Deep.[…]

You

May 12, 2018 adminUncategorized

You. Yes, you. You do realise They are watching you, Right? Some stare. Others throw a cursory glance. Either way, They will judge you. No matter what, They will form opinions About you. Damned if[…]

Going back to square one

April 15, 2018 adminUncategorized

This is a continuation of a previous post/chapter. You can read it here. Red Roses Then, as if the pull of gravity finally aligned itself, her eyelids glided down. Her eyes were closed, but her[…]

Red Roses

March 13, 2018 adminUncategorized

Her head throbbed. After months, she was suffering with a nagging migraine. The whirlwind of the past finally weighed down on her. She sank into the pillow. Soft, dreamy… but it was not for her.[…]

Living inside my mind

February 25, 2018 adminUncategorized

Hope. Sometimes flickers of hope, Sometimes a majestic rainbow of hope, With different hues to colour my mind. But, always, it is hope. Without hope, there is no ambition. The status quo shall remain. Hope[…]

Bite the bullet; talk about guns

February 15, 2018 adminUncategorized

My 7-going-on-17 year old son, who clearly seems to be following in my footsteps when it comes to asking questions, recently put me on the spot. He is familiar with the work I do, as[…]