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Same WhatsApp Group?

Hello….hello…anyone out there who is in the same WhatsApp group as me? When you buy a car, you are given a user manual so that just in case you don’t know what that button on the steering wheel does you can find out on page 8 of the manual. When you buy a phone you get a user manual just in case you don’t know how to activate the Wi-Fi, you can find the answer on page 10. When you buy a TV, you get a manual, so that just in case you want to know how to change the channel, you turn to page 15 of the manual to find the answer. When you buy a fridge, you get a manual that will answer all your questions about how to command your fridge to make crushed ice. I mean, for crying out loud even when you buy the simplest kettle, you get a manual that tells you on page 1, how to switch it on! User manuals really make life so easy, even though most of us never read them; it’s comforting to know that should you get stuck with any of your gadgets you can always refer to the manual and have
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Thinking Out Loud

From the many conversations that one has had with friends over lunches, dinners, holidays , spa days etc., I feel the urge to put most of these conversations on paper. More often than not these conversations are humorous as we tackle subjects such as #WFMA (waiting for my Adam), "the prototype", "DHL it or leave it?", "weapons of war" etc... Please lest I be misinterpreted and quoted out of context, my lady friends and I discuss other more important things such as: women empowerment, the role that nuclear energy can play in addressing Africa's energy crisis, the impact of globalization on development, the role of the youth in Africa's development and of course, the nexus between peace and development, and of course the age old philosophical question:  what is the meaning of life? In light of the foregoing, I feel that it is only right that I use this platform to bring these discussions to light. In order to protect the identities of those in
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THE COAT

My goodness, why though? Why do we like to hold on to things even well past their sell-by dates? Or is it just me? This is rather strange because when it comes to food, if anything is within two or even three days of its sell-by date (note I said sell-by date, not even expiry date ), I do not touch it. I am that girl you will see at the supermarket always reaching for the bread, milk or veggies that are at the back of the shelf! What’s worse, even my mother will tell you that if a box of milk is due to expire say on the 10 th of June, should the digital clock on my nightstand hit 00:01 on the morning of the 10 th , I would not hesitate to throw my blankets aside, march to the fridge and throw out that box of milk out before someone decides to have cereal the next morning. Why then is it that in some instances (maybe one in particular) have I not extended the same risk rating that I have given to expired milk to some situations (or one situation in particular)? It
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Yes! The (my) YBP is real!

So at some point in 2015 I believe it must have been, I birthed a term over a pizza date with my buddies Lusanda and Akhona. The term soon gained uber popularity as I introduced it to my other friendship circles. Now, since then I have been wanting to blog about it....but I lacked adequate material so I held back. It took me a whole 12 months to actually meet someone who actually fit the profile of the term that I had coined. Yes granted the term in itself is not entirely new, but the context within which I coined it and further developed it with my girls is what gives it its originality in a way that only my girls and I appreciate. Young Black Professional. YBP. That's the term. So you see I consider myself to be a YBP ... a young black professional who is upwardly mobile. A highly ambitious, assertive and purpose driven someone... So in my humble opinion the only match for me would be someone in the very same league...I believe that only makes sense! I'm all for that "
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#Mozgetaway

I have been meaning to write about this awesome experience since the day that we arrived in Mozambique several days ago. But I suppose 4 days into the holiday is the most opportune time to sit down, reflect, recall and most importantly be grateful. I could not think of a better place to do this than on the beach, at 06:17 whilst l look out into the crisp blue ocean listening to the waves crashing into each other. So, precisely 12 weeks ago I began toying with the idea of going away with my most trusted allies, my closest friends to mark my 30th birthday. The plan came to together in the most fascinating way and I could not have asked for a better group of people to spend 5 spectacular days with. Since leaving RSA 4 days ago, our time has been nothing short of mad, crazy and stupendous fun. We have had deep conversations, silly conversations, hilarious conversations, shared meals together, taken walks on the beach, played games, swam in the ocean or rather some of us got manhandled b
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Old School Kinda Gal

You see, I’m an old school kind of girl. You see I have, for the longest time, held on to the notion of boy meets girl. Boy likes girl. And the then boy asks girl out and they live happily ever after. And by boy asks girl out I literally mean that boy is supposed to stick to the script and say these very words without any deviation: “girl will you be my girlfriend”. You see I think that works out well and has several advantages, for example as girl who keep a meticulous record of anything and everything, you will have the exact date, time, location (perhaps even dress code) of when you started dating. That will enable you to know exactly your one week, two week, one month; three month anniversary is you see. So more than anything the concept of shelling (formally asking a girl out in kasi lingo) is important for ensuring that everyone is on the same page, there are no misunderstandings, no confusion and once again it allows one to keep an admissible record of things. Hmmm, there
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When June 1976 comes knocking...

What a day, what a day, a day that the history books will remember. A day that, I have no doubt has moved us closer to the realisation of the ideals of the Revolution. Who was it that once said that each generation must discover its mission, fulfil it or betray it? I believe that those must have been the words of Afro-Caribbean psychiatrist, philosopher and revolutionary whose works are influential in the fields of post-colonial studies and Marxism:   Frantz Fanon. As a keen follower of student politics (given that I myself am a student) across South Africa, I have followed with devout commitment the developments as they unfolded regarding the #RhodesMustFall Movement as well as other developments as they relate to “decolonising” our national spaces, in particular institutions of higher learning. The call for genuine transformation is long overdue. The pace of transformation, particularly in the space of higher education has, for the most part been sluggish. I unequivocall
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