Star Trekking to Planet Employment
I must say, 2018 has been a wild year. There is much that I have learned about myself and about others. The close of a year always...
Nthabiseng Maphisa
There is a War Within Myself
There is a war within my soul where the gentle pitter-patter of rain is replaced by thunder and violent tempests.
Let the Statues Fall!
One of my favourite songs is “Viva la Vida” by British rock band Coldplay. It starts with the lyrics: “I used to rule the world, seas would...
A Happy Birthday?
I have always wondered who the original composer of the “Happy Birthday” song was. Year after year, many people around the world will have this song...
Let’s Hear it For Music!
I like to think that there is a song for every moment in our lives. In times of joy, rings and claps that sound together; in times...
Of Credit Cards and Other Curses
I remember the first time I felt rich. I was 11 years old and had found myself with R50 to spend at the tuck shop. It was...
Cry of the Young Heart
There was a time when the sound of youth could be heard by the tapping of a skipping rope as it hit the concrete. We would gnaw...
Pens, Books and the Colosseum
My university education has been a long and difficult journey. I have changed courses multiple times and even now, in the final year of my undergraduate degree,...
Our Dance With Time
Many of us have had the misfortune of watching time move as quickly as a tortoise. There are times in our work, school or ministry that bring us to a moment of staring helplessly at a clock.
Hold up the Divine Mirror for True Self
Rich. Filthy rich. That’s what they are. Off of our vanities and insecurities, they are made wealthy. In their eyes we are piglets to be raised for slaughter. They will press and pull at our flesh and then turn us on our backs and say to the butcher: “Cut it here.”
