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The life that chooses us is prescriptive!

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From the day my life was rooted in my mother’s womb, a purpose was served. Growing up, I knew for a fact that I already had an obligation; to fulfil my purpose. But there’s a notion that says that the life that chose me is prescriptive. This left me with a question of fate, why should we plan our lives if there is already an ultimate plan drafted for us. How does one align his own plans with those of his Creator?   From a tender age, hard-work was the only language we were taught. That you are your own creator. You are your own evolving masterpiece. Growing up into this mentality proved that growth itself is the realization that you are both the sculpture and the sculptor, the painter and the portrait. But how does one align his own plans with those of his Creator? And a wise man, Arnold Schwarzenegger once said that when your vision is powerful enough, everything else falls into place. Vision is purpose, and when your purpose is clear, so are your life choices. My twenties came ab

HAPPY WOMENS MONTH ZIMBOKODO!!!

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  HAPPY WOMEN' S MONTH ZIMBOKODO!!!   Womanhood is about the willingness to insert yourself in spaces of power. Walking into rooms full of people and having your presence felt, not only should your voice be heard but your aura should speak for itself. Being an African woman goes far beyond the color of my skin. My womanhood takes over from a race that was run by my foremothers. A race of strength, a race of hustle and integrity. Womanhood has been immensely challenged by the plague of patriarchy, inequality and acts of abuse. Now is the time where we grab the baton, awaken our consciousness as black women and continue fighting the good fight and claim our position in a democratic South Africa. Let us become women who view the past as WISDOM instead of shame because we have learnt and it has made us more cautious than before, Women let us take up space, claim our power and take up position!   We should be catalysts of change and start going big! Playing small does not chang
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    Winter blues! Kokstad has always been famous for its snowy and cold winters.Where people often cover themselves in dull baggy cothing just to avoid catching colds. Let this year be a different one ! Let it be stylish and feverless! Just because it's cold outside doesn't mean you can't have as much fun getting dressed as you did during the warmer months—and look just as stylish as you did in summer. The best way to get through these unpleasant months is by just getting a little creative when getting dressed in the mornings.Mixing vintage and modern clothes can do just the trick.A lot of wardrobes have those dark coats that are usually even forgotten ,this is the perfect time to wear them again .With nice boots and bright jeans you will   definitely feel beautiful.A bit of accessories like earings and bright lipstick will do the trick. Play around with hats and scarfs as well just to give your outfit some life.Take care of your diet as we

AFRICA MONTH!

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  The month of May is one of the most significant months in the African continent .The black nation embraces its beauty and unity .25 th May marks a tremendous day in the African history. It marks the founding of the Organisation of African Unity. On this month we celebrate the unity of the diverse countries in the black soil. We learn to love and appreciate our fellow brothers and sisters throughout the continent. . A lot of countries acknowledge it as a public holiday. Charity Kamela (19), a resident from Soshanguve Block H said that she does not really have background information about Africa month because it is probably not as popular as other holidays. Africa month (May) has been commemorated through means of fashion, beauty, art and festivals throughout South Africa. On the fashion point of view, the   headwrap has a lot of significance. Different ethnic groups have their own reasons as to what the headwrap (doek) symbolises. “
Still   I will     make it .. Out   of history’s     shame   ,I made it From a past rooted in pain     , I made it From abundance .I still made it Even from heartache I made it You know why? I am like a seed rooted in fertilisers. Even life showers heavy rains on me But is not clever enough to realise that it is growing me . I flourish regardless of any circumstance. Indeed I am a rare kind,a peculiar notion. Problems don’t break me .I simply bend and bounce back to original,   to even   a better shape once I’m sorted. I believe that when greatness is destined for me ,it will come and snatch me to where I belong ,because noboby can manipulate fate! Yes ,life does throw lemon’s   I do fall but never on my back but on my knees. You know God, God...is that master captain who always steers me back to where I belong. Even through the storm ,I keep my crown intact because life will not reduce its conditions to favour my wishes. I simply need t
HER HIGHNESS,MY QUEEN She is an extra-ordinary 2 in 1 mom. I've been blessed with an amazing woman who is always the first person i talk to everyday. She is miles away but I sense her warmth regardless of the distance.  She is one person who stands with me through the challenges life throws , then celebrates my victories with me.. Mampinge is more than a mom but a friend indeed,my number one supporter,my pillar.. I didn't just grow bt i was raised by woman who puts all her trust in God. She is one person who sacrifices all the pleasures of life to afford me a better future. Like every other day ,I salute and appreciate her efforts. May she forever remember that her hardwork isn't in vain.. Mampinge is truely an epitome of unconditional love..
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CRY  MY  BELOVED   NATION-AFRICA    Being African goes far beyond the colour of my skin.It awakens my conscious when its children are dying of  pandemics,it awakens my conscious when its children go to bed on empty stomachs.My heart bleeds at the sight of African children dying of hunger .Yes,at this point there is nothing I can do but ohh holy Messiah, help me to help your children .To me,Melanin is just one of the scientific terms that I do not   really pay attention to.From Cape to Cairo ,we are one.African sorrow is my sorrow too. My heart bleeds at the sight of African childrens dreams shattering because of the loss of hope.Drugs having their way in destroying African families.Ndimana ndiziva ndibuza kumdali ukuba,Usishiya ngantoni na sitshabalala nje L It is the most painful thing being born in a hopeless land where there is no hope of a brighter future. How cruel is the world? Depriving an innocent angel basic resources. WHERE HAVE WE GONE WRONG??