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Ukusa kwabonwa yithi (we woke up early in the morning) as my dad would
say, it's about 7:00 sibheke eKZN kwa
Khoza, one of the most powerful and
respected family in KZN, I thought they
were Gcaba's for some reason. I live in
Johannesburg in the CBD's my family is
not rich whatsoever but we can afford. We
woke up early so we can take a bus to KZN, I
packed everything I need and off we went
taking an Uber to the station and the bus
had arrived ,we embarked inside, the journey was veryyy long even though I was comfortable you know how Intercape buses are soo fine.
We then arrived at about 17:00 and the Khoza drivers were waiting for us at the
station, we took out things and got inside
the car, the drive was about an hour
and half, I was attracted by this place, it was nothing like the city. The car parked inside
a big gate and there it was, new
beginnings I'm 19 and my name is Ntandokayise Nzimande uMphephethwa,uMdluli,uGwala.
Ntandokayise
"so this is it baba?" Me observing my surroundings
" yebo ndodana,uzizwa unjani?" Niman definitely (yes son, how do you feel?)
" I'm numb, I don't know how to feel honestly" Me
"you'll be fine,we love you." he says putting his hand around me
"I don't think uMaDlamini is happy at this point" Me shaking my head.
"don't worry about your mom, just do your best here, it's for the good. Think of it like this when you're done, you won't struggle anymore" Nzimande
" I don't know" Me
The car parks and we jump off, this house is really big even the yard is huge
"nsizwa endala niphilile" Qalumuzi (brother how are you?)
"ay siyancenga into engatheni (were trying, nothing much) ,oh this is my son Ntandokayise Nzimande" Nzimande
"sawubona Hlase" me shaking his hand
" awu khehla lami uyaphila?" Qalumuzi (how are you?)
"ay ngiyancenga" Me (I'm trying) )
"cishe bakubulala ndodana (they almost killed you son) (laughing) kodwa usufikile everything is going to be fine." Qalumuzi
"ngiyabonga" -Me that comment was unnecessary though.
Khoza is such a humble person,very contempt and calm for my liking hleze ufihle induku emqubeni (I'm certain there's something he's hiding)
"ay someone is going to come and help you Nzimande with the bags and a place to sleep, khehla silapha kwa gogo thina" Qalumuzi
" pardon" that's my confused ass
"we'll sleep in that rondavel sikubiza ngokuthi ikwa gogo" Qalumuzi
" ohh" nodding granmother ?rondavel? same thing? ai
"ungakhathazeki" (don't worry) Qalumuzi
Well this was it, the beginning of a new chapter in my life, I wasn't ready but I was ready for these dreams and weird sounds to fade away, aunt took our bags and I went to "kwa gogo", it was a big rondavel had enough space and had animal skin hanging on the wall, typical Zulu rondavel it's just that emsamu, there were alot of small bottles, big bottles with stuff inside, It wasn't fascinating at all.
"I'll burn lempepho to let them know that you've arrived and uzimisele ukuqala umsebenzi, uzimisele? (are you ready?) " he's looking at me directly.
That question made me pause for a minute, did I really want to do this, do I want to go through this, I haven't thought about it
"yebo" Me (yes)
" kulungile mkhulu" Qalumuzi (it's okay)
He burnt it and started talking and groaning, I felt peace inside me, I felt heaviness at the same time, it was as if I'm literally starting my life over pure, I could still hear the whistles far away, I could hear the drums and many familiar voices, these whistles were in a distance but they were so sharp, tears came down it was as if peace was inside me, it felt good, it felt as if I was where I'm supposed to be.
"I suggest you get some rest and tomorrow morning we will start everything else." Qalumuzi he says wiping his bald with a cloth.
I've never been so uncomfortable, nervous, overwhelmed in my life, the moment I closed my eyes it was as if I'm in another place voices,spirits,whistles. I couldn't take it anymore, I wish I could document every little bit of it so people could see what I go through daily, this was no child's play.
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Zimpande Zamathonga (unedited)
General FictionThingo is a city girl that has been constantly hearing whistles from people she can't physically see; since the age of 7. 10 years later her father takes a decision of cutting home schooling and he takes her to a secondary school where things change...
