What do you do when history revisits

Conversation with a friend History has a funny way of repeating itself, these words escaped my mouth in February. Friend: History you say, Me: Yeah history friend. You know that thing that happened in the past and you prayed to God that it should never happen again. Well, history just loves being present. Friend: But... Continue Reading →

So I was the Makhwapheni

The moment I found out I was the Makhwapheni He came up to me, hit me with the best line, all smiles and knees weaken. I’m taken to another world that no man can explain. I’m flattered by this nice gentleman, his eyes, smile, teeth, those looks, he’s just unbelievable. He's a smooth talker; he... Continue Reading →

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