Mzansi Stories : The Journey Of Life. A cycle
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Thursday, January 14

Wizzy

Epilogue (The Journey Of Life. A cycle)

Epilogue (The Journey Of Life. A cycle)

We are never, captains of our own ships, we just assistants because God has the future plan already we just there helping to drive the ship!
A beautiful day turned sour in a matter of a phone call.
The great news was that Chriselda was healthy and unharmed yet. Gloria called doctor Dr. Motsepe in devastation. She was doing her normal routine awaiting Rorisang's arrival so she can sneak him in to propose however God's plan had something different. Gloria found Lesego having a seizure, machines wailing out of control when doctors rushed to her ward...
Just like that, her soul had divorced her body and returned home.
7:30, 24th December.
Gloria's words cut my her hiccups. But Oarabile could make up her intended sentence.
He stood there, face sour as shock trapped in his body at high voltage.
Somehow he knew it'd come to this but not like this, not in this manner and definitely not today!
Couldn't she hold on longer?
He couldn't call his little brother, but how he can he protect a grown man who is ready to marry.
Oarabile gathered everyone and broke the news. Mrs Motsepe covered her mouth before she couldn't scream her lungs out while gravity dragged her down, Mr Motsepe catching her before she reached the ground.
Kaboentle couldn't believe it, it was a dream, she felt a bit disoriented. She flashed a fake smile, looking differently at Thabang, shaking her head "It can't be, my best friend is sleeping right" sounding convincing.
Chrissie couraged up and told everyone that they have to rush to the hospital, Rorisang isn't going to handle this well.
There they went, leaving the last few guest still intoxicated. The news sobered everyone.
They finally reach the hospital, bumping into the crying Mrs Masemola and her husband.
They asked where Rorisang was and they pointed at the ward door...
Rorisang appeared, his tie hanging carelessly, bloodshot red eyes and a bloated face.
He giggled sacarstically "They covered her in a white cloth!
She.." he couldn't finish his sentence as he bluntly lost control and fainted.
The nurses came running into the waiting room area, as they pulled Rorisang onto the whhelchair, Kaboentle could not help but cry because she felt like she was going to lose her brother too. Within a minute, Rorisang was already rushed into the admission ward for check up. The whole families sitting there with devastation drawn on their faces. Mma Motsepe stood up, as she is a woman who believes in prayer, she asked everyone to stand on their feet to pray for strength in what they are facing.
Mma Motsepe : Lord, I come to you today with a broken heart, We are gathered here today my Lord, for You have told us in Matthew 18v20 ‘’For where two or three are gathered in My name, there am I in their midst’’, we believe that you are here with us Almighty God. You are the one who knows what is best for us , for You have told us in Jeremiah 33v3 ‘’Call unto me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know’’, we are calling unto You my Lord. I do not know your plans for our children ‘’Lesego and Rorisang’’ but You have told us in Jeremiah 29v11 ‘’For I have plans to prosper you, not to harm you’’, I believe that you have plans for our children which are to make them prosper in their lives. We believe that you are the Alpha and Omega, the First and the Last. You are our Shepard , we shall fear nothing. I pray that you bring our children back to good health. AMEN’’.
As the prayer ended, the whole family had Hope that the Lord is there with them. Kaboentle could not even bear the thought of her losing two important people in her life, it was something that she could not even imagine. The family were engaging in Inspirational talks to inspire one another in this hardship that they are facing, as they were talking, the doctor that admitted Rorisang came into the room
Dr Tladi : Hi, I am Dr Tladi, I have admitted Mr Rorisang Motsepe in ward 5. There is no need to worry, Mr Motsepe had fainted,
Mrs Motsepe : Yes doctor, I am the mother of Rorisang, what was the problem?
Dr Tladi : Ohk maa’m, the problem with Mr Rorisang is that he fainted, the cause of him fainting was because odf dehydration, the sudden drop in his blood pressure and hyperventilation. We have managed to keep Mr Rorisang in a stable condition. We will be keeping him here for a few hours so that he can be able to go home where he can be taken care of.
Mrs Motsepe : Oh God, what are you showing me, thank you Doctor. We appreciate your help, may God continue to bless you in this wonderful job that you are doing. My son is alright.
Dr Tladi : I thank you too for those words of Hope.
As the doctor left the room, Mrs Motsepe felt like something heavy on her shoulders was taken off. The whole family started believing that everything was going to be alright, as long as Rorisang had managed to pull through, then Lesego can also pull through. Then it knocked into her senses that Lesego is no more!
The elders went Lesego's ward to to pray for her soul although it was hard, it had to be done.
The two families sat in support of each other even through the circumstances. The Lord is there with them. A few hours passed while waiting for Rorisang to be brought back to the waiting area. Rorisang appeared in the room in a wheelchair, the whole family ran to him to give him warm hugs of love. They were all happy that he was back feeling better than he last did. Mr Motsepe was feeling very happy over this because he could see that his son was a soldier, a soldier never dies without a fight.
Oarabile couldn't practice that night and decided to head home with everyone, he felt weak like he failed himself. The girls cried all the way home. Lerato and Kaboentle were a mess.
Rorisang on the other hand was a zombie walking.
Days passed while preparation for the funeral were underway.
Kgosi kept Rorisang sane, when his son slept he'd stare into complete space. He felt like his heart had been ripped out literary out of his chest.
Setswana sere Lethabo letla le sello!
Happiness comes with heartache.
A parable that explained the tragic event that fell upon the Motsepe and Masemola family.
The follwing week, on a friday, 31 December, new year's eve. They did bury Lesego, a dignified yet heart breaking ceremony. Both Lerato and Kaboentle couldn't walk, they were paralysed by pain of losing a friend but most importantly a sister.
Everyone was devastated, a beautiful girl who had a bright future ahead of her. Thabiso and Thabang were great help to their girlfriends.
The Journey of life, a cycle. Indeed a cycle that left an infant motherless, well not internally. Lesego had left a note that Kaboentle would be a guardian to Kgosi, basically his mother.
Rorisang was never the same after she died. He focused on his work and his son.
Oarabile and Chrissie found it a bit hard for the first to 2yrs to celebrate their anniversary, because it was also the anniversary of Lesego death.
Kaboentle transferred to UP in order to be around her, nephew now son and Thabang. They relationship grew stronger and stronger.
The Masemolas were scarred for life. Lesego's brother named his first born after her sister years later.
The Motsepe families share their gratitude. First it was Mr and Mrs Motsepe
Mrs Motsepe : I stand infront of you today, we have had a long journey of happiness and pain in our family. We have had setbacks in our family but we stuck together. I love how we have done things, I stand here as a proud mother to all of you. I might have been a little bit hard sometimes but I want all of you to know that I did everything out of love. I love you.
Mr Motsepe : I also stand infront of you, I have tried being a great father to all of you, you are the people in my life, I love you with all my heart. I am a proud father of all of you, you have all made me proud, God has really blessed me with wonderful children and wife. The journey that we took together has made me stronger and believe that God has greater plans for all of us.
The children felt appreciated by their parents. It’s a great feeling to feel and know that your parents appreciate all of you as their children. Parents that know how to build a great family of love, warmth and respect are one of the best parents one would dream of.
It was now the turn for the children to speak. The first one to speak was Kaboentle
Kaboentle : Uhm, everyone in here deserves nothing but an award. You have all done a lot for me in my life. My parents, you have supported me in everything that I did, as your baby girl, I love you so much. As a daughter, I feel blessed to be a Motsepe. You are the best parents in the whole world. My brothers have stuck with me through thick and thin, every advice that I needed my brothers were there. I love them very much. I am this amazing women because of them, Mr President will forever be mine, this ring around my neck reassures me.
Emotions were high and overwhelming next one was Rorisang.
Rorisang : I don’t have a lot of words to say but all I can say is that God is love. I have done a lot of things that disappointed you but everyone stood with me, I appreciate that you did not throw in the towel, I appreciate that you did not give up on me. The moment I became a father, everything in my life changed, I will be a great father to Kgosi. Lesego's memory will forever live in my heart. That young lady taught me love, for that my heart will belong to her as long as I live. I married her in my heart and nobody else. To respect her I'll be single and raise our son with the support of both of our families.
The next person was Oarabile and Chriselda. The husband and wife.
Oarabile : The feeling that I feel cannot be explained by words but by love. I have been supported in my decisions which I took, I always wanted a better life for the Motsepe family, that is what made me achieve more than I did. The only Doctor in the Motsepe family, I always be there for you. You are my life. My family.
Chriselda : The moment I was welcomed into this family, I felt the warmth of this family. The Motsepe family is a respectable family filled with Love and Happiness. I vow to be a great wife to Oarabile. My Husband. I feel proud when I call myself ‘’Mrs Motsepe’’. I appreciate how everyone treated me, I never felt like an outsider. I feel part of this family, in fact I am part of this family. I love all you.
This great moment in the Motsepe house was making everyone appreciate each other. A strong family that prays together stays together.
******THE END******
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Wednesday, January 13

Wizzy

The Journey Of Life. A cycle Insert 100 (Part D)

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Narration
Nothing but pure joy intoxicates everyone.
Witnessing a union, blessing abundantly from above Who could object?
Rose paddles become steps to greener pastures as the precession leaves the church with hotters in a constructed melody, cars snaking their way to the picture palour.
The line of snake cars of bemears, and Merceeds slide freely yet in control to Morula Casino.
Everyone walk to neatly decorated Set for the colour film memories.
The lovers narrate their story in different poses, families and friends included. Smiles fill the atmosphere creating light.
Oara does the signature move and sweeps Chrissie of her feet as she feels complete security in his arms while floating. The camera catches every glimpse, even the unprepared smiles, imperfect smiles which bear beautiful protraits.
Thandolwethu and John look at the two smiling, completly mesmorized with each other as they giggle to themselves.
"Sthandwa, to think I almost destroyed a beautiful union"she confesses.
John drags her into his chest and peaks her forehead.
"Although you are a hot-head, God had the bigger picture. Look at them, they remind me of us" he chuckles.
It is said that it gets ugly before it can get beautiful. No matter what they went through, today, they are happier than ever because God has the bigger picture and the ugliness was to prepare them for this dignified day.
John and his beautifal wife walk arm in arm to the their children because nothing more precious than seeing your child find love. Observing that your little Prince has found his Cinderela leaves a bouncing with joy.
Kaboentle stands on far corner leaning against the car admiring, wishing that a couple of years, this, Oarala, it could be her. While secretly smiling her thoughts, her vision goes black!
She laughs once more trapped in paradise, his cologne sells him out.
"Guess who?" he asks.
She giggles while blushing "Mr President".
Thabangs takes advantage of the atmosphere and twirls Kaboentle in there as she screams "Put me down!!"
The attention lands on them, spots light is on them.
Kaboentle: (Thabangs puts her down as she lands on her Sissy Boy heels) I don't John Motsepe appreciates you putting her Princess in danger. (She teases)
Thabang: (Looks deep into her eyes) I want him to see that you drive me crazy, and I love like jelly tots, (tries to squeeze her cheeks)
Kaboentle: (Draws herself back) Make-up honey (She winks)
Love reigns, the cubid's has suddenly become a boomerang.
Everyone is escorted to their respective cars and all roads lead to the reception! Block B, Mabopane.
The road is closed, as the Makee tent occupies the streat.
Cars hoot, singers sing, dancers dance and lovers love!
Neighbors are out in their numbers witnessing the wedding of the Century.
The Grooms man, bride's ladies are in proper positions for practiced routine led by the man and women of the moment.
Mafikizolo's Webuti ngihamba naye leds their bodies to move swiftly, matching the beat, left feets completely disregarded. Everyone cheering on, singing along with Theo and Nhlanhla.
Chrissie getting down with her red buttom custom heels, who said white people can't dance?
Everyone follows into Oara and Chrissie's mini heaven, created by yours truly, Kaboentle.
In the pink, a white carpet cuts the venue in half as crystal chandeliers hang in the air. Chrissie's mouth parts in complete surprise as she consumes herself back to finishing the routine.
Rectangular long tables cothed in crisp white cloths, a spring of pink and blue silk fabrics carelessly decorate the tables. Lilacs, daisies, roses looking sexy in silver center pierces.
Vintage, wooden white flip garden chairs compliment the table.
A stage, stands firmly with a huge white couch for the king and queen. Accompanied by chairs either side for parents,the fella and ladies.
Pictures of the couple slide freely on the flat screens installed.
The guests are sitted as the new Mr and Mrs Motsepe go out to change.
The guests are entertained by the MC, Project Elevation Band and certain speakers.
"Ladies and Gentlemen can we please applaud the new Mr and Mrs Oarabile Motsepe!" The MC stands out.
Chrissie and Oara walk hand in hand. Tervin Campbell graces them with Dandelion. Chrissie who has changed into her second dress, a linen white bubble dress up to her knees. Now she's showing of bit of leg, the walk in and surprise the crowd with a first dance. Which went well, like Oara prayed that his legs dont deceive him.
Both parents spoke, giving words of encouragement, best friends and siblings.
Everything went smoothly, the food mouthwatering as expected and now everyone is intoxicated.
Rorisang drags his brother aside, it is already dawn.
"Grootman Im going to see her now!" He says.
"Please send her smuchies from me and my wife. I'll tell Gloria to sneak you in, Good luck" Oara supports.
They embrace each and Rorisang leaves.
It is already dark, Oara looks for his wife, squinting his eyes but seems to not see a thing. He taps his pockets and luckily he has his phone.
He tries to dial her number but an incoming call disturbs him.
"Wife, where are you?" Excited.
Immediately his face turns soar.
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Sunday, January 10

Wizzy

The Journey Of Life. A cycle Insert 100 (Part C)

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JOL for Oarabile
Feeling the out scats of thighs trips my heart instantly. My eyes grow bigger with agony, it can't possibly be, im truly a dead man. Grasping for air, for a doctor with 5 years in practice panic attack isn't a smart move.
A firm embrace crowds blazer fabric, I turn to see who it is.
"I've got them, here are they" Rorisang flashes an odd number of ring carriers.
In a milestone of another minor attack, his Colgate smile eases my guts.
I take a relieving sea deep breath in the mist of all the festivities, he pulls me aside while the others continue bracing themselves to the songs.
"So you going to do it tonight?" Curiously intrigued.
"Jah grootman, joining the pack too soon.
Any news?" Confirms to me.
"She's a fighter, busy nagging the nurses.
From Mr Skirts to Bra'One women. Jesus is alive" I chuckle to my tender statement.
We join the other in a straight cue, everything looking exquisite. Catching a glimpse as they cover up the interior of the reception, I must admit, my mother's daughter definitely out did herself. I just can't wait for my wife's reaction, yes wife, in approximately an hour and half she'll mine.
The church is just a about 7 houses away we decide to walk it, neighbors out singing and ululating as my grooms carriage follows behind me.
We get to the church and dust our shoes off,my shiny Italian shoes that present a mirror image.
Everyone prepares themselves, guests walk into the church and I overhear that she's looking totally mindblowing and she's in office.
Im tempted to go there, yet Thandoz would skin me alive.
2 minutes after everyone's sitted they call me in, accompanied by mother on my left and Bra John on my right. We walk in hand in hand smiling brightly like the royals we are, the Royal Bakfokengs.
We reach the alter, we greet the priest and my parents return their seats on the right.
I wait, next to the priest, for the one in white.
The grooms man enter on by one, bearing beautiful ladies on their strong arms waiting arm in arm with Brain McKnight's Find Myself In You.
Looking stunning, Bafana Baka Ba tswere dimomondiya (My boys have beautiful ladies), compliment each other.
I chuckle looking at them trying to walk with Bra' McKnight's beat.
The ladies stand on the right, Kabo busy winking my way and laughing at my nervous dimple face. The fellas behind me.
My boy, Thami, with Yolanda's daughter the flower girl, that's daddy's boy!
Bebe Winans' lovethang creates a standing ovation.
The church begins to brighten up, I glaze my eyes to the door and my heart sinks down to my stomach.
There she stands, in her father's tender yet strong embrace.
They walk hand in hand, I hold my saliva and just look at pure beauty. I can't believe my eyes, how did I get a hold of such.
Before I am called a sissy by the fellas, I swallow hard trying to prevent the tears in my ears.
They finally reach the alter with her father, I couldn't even get the right words as they stumble on my tongue. Her dad, leaves her in my hands, my capable hands.
"Mutsepe take care of my baby girl" je whispers.
I just nod, I just couldn't.
I took Chrissie into my hand, while her father opens the veil.
He leaves giving us his blessing.
"You look beautiful honey" I whisper in her ear.
I look into her gorgeous Aquarius eyes and they a more brighter as she glows. Her smile with her full lips makes me swallow hard.
As the oohs and aaahs die down after the beautiful bride's great entrance, everyone looks upon as witness the beautiful force of two loving hearts becoming, the electrical force that breed sends the room in compelte silence as Oara and Chrissy stand to join together in holy matrimony and become one in front of the Holy Trinity and all their friends and family. The overwhelming butterflies and nerves fluttering all over them, trembling with happiness and antscipation of the life altering step that'll see them start their life together as one. Breathing deep sighs of relief they stand face to face, centimeters apart with their hands laced together; the presiding priest looks on with smile at the nervous lovebirds, having had such experience with other newlyweds he smiles and carries on with the business of the day.
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Priest M.:"Dearly beloved we are gathered here today to join this man, Oarabile Motsepe and this woman, Chrisalda Thompson in holy matrimony. Having met in a random but yet predestined manner 8 years ago, as God intended after many of life's trials and tribulations together and made it through stronger in love, they are here in front of God, friends and family to pledge the love and seal it with a lifelong commitment that's honoured by God, himself. Our scriptural reading will be taken from, Genesis 2 verse 21- 24 " 21. And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof.
22. And the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man.
23. And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man.
24. Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh." Amen." The whole house says Amen in unison, as the pastor proceeds.
The priest: "The wonderful couple asked if they could each speak their vows, so I'll give each the floor starting with you young man." The priest eyes a nervous Oarabile who looks at the priest then to Chrissy before doing so again for a second time, he sighs deeply as his heart rate goes up to an irratic pace such that he figuratively sees it thumping from his chest, he lets go of Chrissy suportive hands hestitantly and leading his already built-up sweaty and clumy hands, reaching for the folded up A4 paper in his inside pocket. He lets out another crackling sigh as he unfolds it, lookingbover the blue inked words on the white paper, he chuckles nervously as looks back at an awaiting Chrissy looking upom hik in pure adoration. After clearing his throat he starts off with his racy heart in accord,
"Phew!
I...
I wrote these lastnight while I was thinking about you and our precious love.
But im trembling so im going to speak from the heart."
Oarabile chuckles as everyone giggles to his subtle joke.
" As the song you graced us with as tou entered its a lovethang, I anxiously waited for you arrival 8 years back, and when I first looked into your eyes I saw it.
I saw my home, my everything.
Chrissie I love you more than anything.
You've become my heart, the air that I breath.
"Wow, as always you manage to steal my words!" Chrissie finally lets out through her sobs
"Oarabile, I remember how I used to mispronounce it and still with your dimpled smile you'd tell me that practice makes perfect.
We are here today because we practiced thats why it is so perfect, we made it with the grace of the Lord.
It is amazing honey, how your weaknesses are my strengths and vise vesa...
I believe we are a match made in heaven!
I love you.
Oarabile Motsepe Kea go rata!" Her last words sends the crowd clapping in pure gratitude and cuteness.
A need for old couples to reminisce over their own treasured moments of love's journey, to look at their forever afters and smile because of their fortune and for the young budding loves to gug and pull at each other in hope and faith to one day reach that destination of eternal love. Even the Priest moved by the intensity of the emotions and truth in the house draws back his own set of tears before speaking up and breaking it,
The Priest:" After that, there is really not much to say. May we please have the rings?" Eyes fall on Rorisang who looks at them bemused and starts patting his pockets from thee outside, looking up to Oara with a panicked 'Uh-oh' expression which is subsequently transferred to Oara who's eyes begin to pop from his eye sockets in panick as well. Just as he clenches his jaw, ready to charge at Rorisang, the comedic Rori playfully takes out the small boxes and hands them to his big brother with a wink. Sighing in relief Oarabile takes the ring playfully raising his hand as warning o hit Rori which is received by chuckles and giggles from the congregation. An 18ct white gold single band ring with diamond stones around it, "LOveThang" engraved on the inside
The Priest:" Okay, Oarabile please repeat these words as you slip on the ring on her finger." He nods staring intently in her eyes.
The Priest:" Say, 'I, Oarabile Motsepe,"
Oarabile:"I, Oarabile Motsepe,"
The Priest:"Take you, Chriselda Thompson as my lawfully wedded wife,"
Oarabile:"Take you, Chriselda Thompson as my lawfully wedded wife,"
The Priest:"To have and to hold,"
Oarabile:"To have and to hold"
The Priest:"For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,"
Oarabile:"For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,"
The Priest:"Till death to us apart."
Oarabile:"Even death won't do us apart."
The priest:"With this-, wait what?"
Oarabile:"I'm sorry Priest but even in death I'll still love her the same so..." The Priest chuckles a bit.
The Priest:"That's quiet alright son. Shall we?"
Oarabile:"Please."
The Priest:"Lastly, 'With this ring I thee wed', then you can slip it on."
Oarabile:"With this ring I thee wed." He slips on the ring on Chrissy's petite slim fingers that fits perfectly on her left second finger and stares at it in astonishment and love a smile creeping on his face.
Tears now fall from all those bearing witness to these sweet proclamations of love that have stirred a need in them by witnessing such true unconditional love being flattered all round without any dismay.
Kaboenetle hands a tearful Chrissy the silver chrome band that matches with her white gold ring, engraved on the inside "LOveThang", following in proper unison with the Priest she also slips on the band unto his finger, running her fingers on it before looking up at him. Loving wiping the strayed tears he looks unto her, the exaggerative love hearts beaming from their eyes as they take the next great step not only in life but in love as well. Together.
The Priest:"Well I guess there is nothing kore to say then, to say by the power vested in by the Board of the Church Lutheran Bapedi Church Intl. I pronouce you two husband and wife. Oarabile, you can now do what you so expertly been practising in the corners my son. You may now kiss your bride." Chuckles turn into loud uproars of ululating as Oara takes his time in holding on to her face gently and taking her as his with his mouth over hers. They share in a passionate kiss that seals off their wonderful ceremony to the wonderful uncertainty of married life. With the kiss he also quests his thirst, a week isn't child's play.
A miraculous gesture is seen immediately after the couple seal them commitment with a bit of intimacy.
Siphe releases an anxious Thami from her grip who runs ane hangs on Chrissie and Oara's knees while feeling the fabric of the dress.
Chrissie and Oara bow to his size, to smudge his tiny face with kisses.
The congregation seals the ceremony as well in their way!
"Semo mo tswere tswre senatla x2
Ngwana o tswere ke senatla.
Haita mapantsula jelle moenie worrie
Ngwana o tswere ke senatla x2"
The two newly weds sway their bodys moving to the beat flawlessly. Happiness, love, God and joy fills the room abundantly.
They walk out hand in hand while greeting people on either sides!
He got the girl!!!
‪#‎TeamOaralda‬
‪#‎Part1‬

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Wizzy

The Journey Of Life. A cycle Insert 100 (Part B)

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JOL for Oarabile Motsepe
In the bible its prophesized that a man leaves his mother and father, to live his with his wife and start his own life.
Its a couple of years back when my attention was captured, facinated and deeply drawn to by a flawless creature.
When aquarius eyes drowned my perception, no life-guard could save me because strangely enough I felt whole instantly, I knew that, in them I've found my refuge.
Yet my heart yearned, for hers. Physically appealing but I seeked more than the eye could see, a bigger picture. I seeked the tingle in her finer micro hairs on her tan skin, why her smile glowed the colour of eyes, the swing in her hips, the frown in her sorrows, the sweakiness in her laughter that left me drooling.
I seeked for the feminen nature God stumped upon from our ribs, however in my seeking journey I trembled upon a treasure, worth more than money can buy, a criminal that stole my heart with just look into the windows of her soul.
Everytime I glaze upon her, I finally realise that there is a God, so miraculous and awesome. Im delited that when he created such pure gorgeousness he thought me, being her mate, Chriselda Thompson, the thief of my heart.
My life, professionally is groomed by a lot of tragic scenarios, scrambled pazzles. It is rested upon me to find solutions, provide purification.
I chuckle upon realising how blessed I am, such a fine body rested on my heart. A Goddess.
I remember the guys teasing me, Mr Dimples, has doubled the standards, Lekgowa boss! (A white person)
I'd be defensive, at times I'd walk away but today, I'm walking away from deceptions, cancelling my playboy membership and signing my life to God and the most amazing women in the world, I'd do it a million times more without an aunce of regret, thats how much I love her.
I touch almost sending me to the ground, sweeps me of my thoughts!
"Already drunk in love Grootman!"someone screams.
A group of basses gather together in laughter. As I in the edge of my bed, looking at reflection on the wall mirror. A gentleman, in a crisp white shirt buttoned till the chest showcasing my Adam's apple.
My blood rushing, like Im about to score for the first time, it clicks that its finally happening, Im marrying her!
The fellas fist bump each other as compliments and jokes fly carelessly around the room.
As they busy posing like GQ models near me, looking killer smart with a bit of swaq. Black skinny chinos, crips white shirts and last but not least baby blue and baby pink linen blazers with a single button, slim double coloured pattern ties in the signature colours.
The man of the moment, as the boys continue to tease me, "Mr Dimplez" a slim black suite custom made, double coloured handkerchief on the side pocket of the blazer.
As I feel the throne, flattered by the royal highness, myself.
"Thats my copy" a voice compliments
I glaze at the direction of the voice, there he stands in stature.
"Ah Pa!" I chuckle.
The fellas continue to fist bump me, without any harm intended.
"His joining the pack, Papz" Rori says.
I can't help but smile without any sense of shame nor regret gathered in my mind.
Joy and happiness are my wings, flying to my destination.
"Bra van my, wa vrouwa ntjaka!"Thabo, my bestman pats me on the back.
While the festivities with the boy are underway, Hugo Boss, Spice are busy polluting the interior..
Melodies of first parts are heard, I quickly check my watch, which confirms that it is the time. The due date and time.
We all walk out, me infront, the boys behind in order.
In our deminor, we bounce of our left feets in my case my right foot.
Jubilation feels the backyard, women showcasing their feminen nature in weddings.
While tapping, nearly meeting the floor, it flashes...
All of a sudden it stops my heart!
Oh my God it can't be!

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Saturday, January 9

Wizzy

The Journey Of Life. A cycle Insert 100 (Part A)

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JOL for Chriselda Thompson-Motsepe
They say love is kind and merciful, doesn't hold grudges and it isn't selfish.
It is really weird how I found it, Ed Sheraan and Rihanna sings so blissfully about it. I found it in the most awkward of places.
A places of knowledge, crowded by endless books, overflowing information about everything in this entire world, the bookshop.
I had known him for a while then, we were familiar with each other through mutual friends. He just got in and I was holding my photo album, had been printing pictures at the Kodak store few minutes ago. I recall him attaching himself to it, my dear memories. He browsed through it, making remarks there and pulling my leg with riddles. His sense of humour, with it, you wouldn't recognize the medical student in him. He was infront of me, in the cue.
So he bought his books, and surprisingly he waited for me afterwards.
We chatted as I blushed and giggled the moment with him away.
The most funny part, he'd say this over and over when we tell our story, how I came about to be his.
Because we were laughing, when he asked me out I thought he was joking and I continued to laugh.
When I met Yolanda later that day I narrated everything to him. I, the Chriselda, only daughter of Jan and Sophie Thompson was dating a black guy, my dream of having coloured kids, tick.
3 days later I accepted his proposal, I didn't realise it was Valentine's day!!!
Like Wow, amazing right?
Well in short and sweet thats how I met my knight and shining armer. Although Ek was 'n bang wanneer hy het my ouer ontmet. They are Afrikanners, pure, but miraculously they fell in love with him instantly. I was baie gelukkig, ek is nou.
8 years later, now, today, I am marrying him.
The girls and I did our hair. Well funny enough, I realise their a lot funny stuff...
I coloured my hair with blond, compliments my tan skin. Making my aquarius eyes pop out!
As we are getting our make-up done in Orchards at my Uncle's house about 20min away from Mabopane.
Angel, busy coordinating everything, im pretty sure that the venue looks amazing. The colours are simple, not normally seen at weddings. Im a pink girl while his a blue guy, the society colours for boys and girls.
Baby pink and baby blue.
Ladies looking stanning, Yolanda and Angel, are wedding knee length boobtube body huggers in baby pink while, Cathy and Kea are in the same design but in baby blue, the fabric is linen, very beautiful I must say. Their shoes are too die for!
As I scream my lungs out doing the cat walk with them.
"Meisies julle lyk pragtig!
Oh my gosh!" I scream out histerically.
They bow down a bit with complete sassyness...
I had my hair tied in a neat bun, nothing hectic. I am a simple girl.
The girls had different hairstyles, Angel had done twist braids which were also tied into a neat bun, Yolanda in a boob weave, Cathy, had her hair curled.
Kea had a nice ponytail. The ladies Pink had baby blue corsages and the ladies in blue had baby pink corsages.
My girls looking dazzling, they going to break hearts, enough said.
Well as I looked at the mirror, tears start welming in my ears. I couldn't believe it, say I lowered my eyes, little diamonds sparkled on to my eye lashes.
I had a pure white gown, a beautiful princess gown. A sweetheart, showing a bit of clivage. Cupped my breast carefully, tugging my stomach in place then flowed sweetful down in pure elegance. I had custom made shoes, special for a special day.
Pure white stilettos, with heart shaped diamond stones.
"Wooooooooooooooow"the ladies accord.
I yearned for tears yet I'd be killed to ruin my mascara.
My mom walked in, well, her dropped jaw explained everything. She took me by my and and sat me down as she fixed my gown.
The ladies excused us.
Mom: My babatjie. Kyk na jou, jy lyk pragtig. (As she sobs, My baby, look at you. You look beautiful).
Me: Mamie come on now! You going to make me cry.
Mom: Nee, moenie hail nie. (No, dont cry). A beautiful bride indeed, Mrs Mutsepe..
My baby girl is tying the knot. Well we shared our hearts at the bridal shower but always know, ek lief vir jou, bae ook (I love you, very much too)
Me: Ek lief vir jou Ma!
(We kiss through her tears) Ma Waar is Pa? (Where is dad)
Mom: Well your father, although he won't admit it, between us, he was crying too. His little girl. (As she kept brushing my thighs)
I laugh and smile brightly.
She got up and helped me up. She put tiara carefully on me, then covered it with a white detailed pattern vail.
The girls come in, reminding us it is time. Time for me to make the vow before God!
Everyone takes their bag, and they help me navigate my way with my dress.
We get to the car and all roads lead to Lutheran Bapedi Church, Mabopane.

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Thursday, January 7

Wizzy

The Journey Of Life. A cycle Insert 99 (Part C)

Insert 99
Naration Ends!
Life is unpredictable, because as much as we decisions, the man above has the final say!
Deep bass manly laughter fills the open plan entertainmemt room of well-renowed jazz lounge where Oarabile and his male counterparts are set to share his last night of being a singleton! A simple night of grown up fun and chatter he envisioned and a simple grown up night of fun and chatter Rorisang delievered, nerves clawed at Oara when Rori offered to organise the bachelor's party because even though having a kid and a woman he adored still didn't tame his little brother's thirst for outrageous fun. He knew that anything would have been possible with him, his cunning smile and conivving wink caused Oara to cringe as the hours piled on leading to the designated time. But to his pleasant suprise young Mr. Lawyer proved his big brother wrong, organising a simple night of good food, innocent gambling and cigars and chardonay on ice to last the night. Proud father John, few friends from MedSchool, Thabang and Reabetswe and of course Rorisang, all formed part of the bachelor's posse. Sporting regal formal blazers with simple Ts and jeans, the men sat on around the BlackJack table with the dealer at the helm of it, Tshepo Tshola and Jimmy Dludlu set the mood of relaxed jazzy night while John offers his winged words of wisedom about life love and of course marriage. The three men who've seemned to have found their soulmates listen om closely to the sound advice of the grey haired.
Rorisang:"So Papa you have to tell us what the secret is to taming such untameble creatures like a woman. Even Adam o phaletswe first try!" Their bellowed deso bass laughs can be heard as all men antiscipate the long awaited answer to the million dollar quuestion.
John:"(chuckles) It's actually rather simple son, everything lies in the two magical words. 'Yes Dear!' Everything she says or does, wena just say that. You are sorted Son. And always saying 'I'm sorry' no matter what she does or say, remember women are emotional creatures so whatever you do, never not consider emotions. It'll be the end of you I tell you!"
They all laugh as the deck of cards are set out. Smoke of fine, exquisite yet expensive cigars. The young boys, Thabang and Reabetswe cough as its their first try.
The best man: (laughs) Oh Mr you forgot the most important of all. You better have your finance sorted! Wether debit or credit. Prepare to be broke!!!
John: (amused) Yes!! How can I forget Son. She'll say that she's going to buy shoes, just shoes but comes back with an entire shop.
The man exchange their experiences and words of wisdom. Oara's fear about his Bachelor party was blown away by Rori's sense of maturity. Shows how he knows his brother's taste. Each twirling matured brewed whiskey in their hand, while enjoying the tangy taste of tobacco in the mist of the air.
A true farewell and welcome pary!
The last days of being part of the pack "Single to mingle" were celebrated in complete style. They left their mingling days in elegant respectable ways accompanied by those who understand their commitment to their new life.
Just a day before the big day. Everyone running around like headless chickens.. Kaboentle, the wedding planner and one of the the glamorous brides ladies. She's making sure that everything with those who are to decorate know where the centre pieaces will be. A venue was booked yet Chrissie decided she wanted an authentic kasi wedding, the real deal and a true experience as she becomes the official part of the Motsepe family. The tent is to be delivered in the early hours of the spontaneous day. The colours were complimenting each other, fabrics and their textures looking exquisite. Kaboentle was indeed satisfied that she'll give herh
newly wed sister her dream wedding, mind you Chrissie hasn't seen the wedding Insert 99
Naration Ends!
Life is unpredictable, because as much as we decisions, the man above has the final say!
The last days of being part of the pack "Single to mingle" were celebrated in complete style. They left their mingling days in elegant respectable ways accompanied by those who understand their commitment to their new life.
Just a day before the big day. Everyone running around like headless chickens.. Kaboentle, the wedding planner and one of the the glamorous brides ladies. She's making sure that everything with those who are to decorate know where the centre pieaces will be. A venue was booked yet Chrissie decided she wanted an authentic kasi wedding, the real deal and a true experience as she becomes the official part of the Motsepe family. The tent is to be delivered in the early hours of the spontaneous day. The colours were complimenting each other, fabrics and their textures looking exquisite. Kaboentle was indeed satisfied that she'll give her newly wed sister her dream wedding, mind you Chrissie hasn't seen the wedding Venue and how magical it would be, probably how she had imagined as a young girl looking at Cinderella, hoping hers also has the same stature.
After making the final touch ups at the decorators, Kaboentle meets up with Thabang. Things have been on the right path, his been doing his best to get out of the dog bag (Ladies understand what that means). He has been her Chauffee since the sun came out. Even though he almost ruined a great union, his pleaded his way and came to his sense that no matter how many skirts are out there. No one compares to the diamond he has in his life. They walk hand in hand to the car, giggling and dangling their hands.
They say that something that comes easy, one doesn't know its worth yet one that comes hard you'll know its worth.
"I hope on our day, you'll make it as amazing as Bra Oara and Chrissie's wedding is. Everything looks like, Wow" compliments.
"I tried baby but our day will be, the way we love each other, like jelly tots!" They both break into stitches of laughter.
"Segafi saka!"(My nutcase) he lets out.
They get into the car and all roads lead to Lesego. She's been recovering well but they keeping her in for monitoration. Sadly she'll be missing the wedding!
They park the car and into the hospital building.
They find her wounded by laughter, busy crying a river. As they enter, they find out who the culprit is. Rea!
They greet each other, the boys with a harmless handshake. Thabang says his goodbyes and kisses his first lady on the cheek.
Lesego: Mhmm smuchies right here. Infront of us (they all laugh as Thabang leaves)
Kaboentle jumps into the bed with Lesego. Rea sits on the chair watching them closely, observing the unconditional love of a true friendship. More than that is because they are sisters, funny enough best friends and sisters by martial wonders.
Kaboentle: I heard you laughing all the way in the hallway.
Rea covers his eyes laughing which can only mean one thing.
Lesego: Weird enough, we were talking about you (she giggles) how you and him (Points Rea) kissed in Cape Town after he got you drunk!
A voice is heard laughing instantly as they were about to join in the amusement.
A true surprise, standing sexily by the door in tears and laughing histerically, Lerato.
A complete surprise.
Rea: Wow the 3 kitties clan is here!
They look at him and laugh, Kaboentle can't help but laugh too.
A miracle, amongst everything else, they all together in one body.
Lerato: Wow I trust Les to make it a joke (as she hoops on to the bed too). And I was with little Kgosi..
Lesego: You all are going to break this bed. Ncooh my little hero, they sneaked him in, in the morning (she confesses) cute like his Daddy!
Laughter fills the room, reduces all the sickness buried there. Nothing like friends crowding your misfortunes just to make you better. Although she's to miss the wedding but if it were up to Chrissie she'd have it in her ward...
They all spent the day with her. At about noon, they all leave as it is Rorisang's shift. Kisses and hugs, freely fly towards her.
Rea dashes the ladies to the salon to meet the whole bridal sexy ladies. Dresses on the other corner ready to be filled with pure gorgeousness! And a bit of sexiness around the hips. Counting just our to the Big Day.
# TeamOaralda
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Tuesday, December 15

Wizzy

The Journey Of Life. A cycle Insert 99 (Part B)

Insert 99
Narration
Sumber atmosphere all round.
Later on it supposed to be the bachelor parties, yet with the dark cloud upon the family.
Rori couldn't sleep a wink, he spent the night admiring the beautiful gift that the Lord had blessed with him. He was sleeping like a little angel, not the bugger he is in the midday. His little fingers curled into a fist on his cheeks. While he pouts his small lips.
This is a familiar road to Rorisang, he's been here before yet it feels so new. The atmosphere is thick and heavy, it drowns him but little Kgosi is his life boat!
Lost in his thoughts, while staring at the delicate flower before him. This is a sign that there's God out there, such pure beauty.
"You still up." A voice disturbed his trail of thoughts.
He turn to find his little sister leaning against the door frame.
"I saw the light beaming under under the door, on my way to the bathroom"she confessed.
He smiled faintly and signaled that she gets in and closes the door. He gently did as she was told and both admired the gracious little fellow snoring.
" You are a great father, and well an amazing brother"she added.
"He has her cute Chinese eyes and he's everything to her.
All she's ever wanted was to be the best mother and pass her matric so she can provide everything he desires." He uttered.
Kaboentle looked at his aching brother, his strong yet she could see that he does love her.
No one thought Rorisang could be capable to love someone apart from himself. There was a point in his life where a skirt wouldn't pass without being devoured.
But his a grown man, who has found love in the most awkward situations.
"I remember how I was against this love affair of yours but it has beared such a beautiful gift" they both giggled.
As Rori reached for his drawer.
" This is the only way I can take care of her.
Without her fighting me and being cat women.
Lesego Masemola, who thought she'd steal my heart."
Kgosi sneezed and was on the wedge of crying.
"Nxoxoxoxo Nxoxoxoxo"auntie baby talked to her nephew.
Which put him back to sleep.
Her phone vibrated.
"You still go with your phone to the bathroom Entleza!"amazed
She smiled.
"I guess old habits die hard." She murmured
"He's been driving past the house for weeks now.
Release the guy out of the dog back now baby sis" he advised
"How do I do it?"she asked.
"I thought love doesn't count wrong, it isn't evil and doesn't hold grudges.
Look at me, I've made mistakes.
No one is perfect, we all break hearts and I was going to kill him for breaking yours but I saw something in him.
He loves you and he's admitted to being a jerk.
As much as I protect you, I can't protect you from love. I know you love him."
She was surprised.
"Wow, didn't think I'd get such good advice from you especially.
But thanks big bro, needed that!
Thats why I love you!"she let out.
They embraced each other roughly!
As he cupped her head under his arms.
It was already morning, the beaming sun rays creating light in the house.
Kaboentle texted Thabang back and agreed to meet him at Mc Donald near the hospital.
She was jolly and made breakfast for the family.
They all ate including the joyous Kgosi who kept speaking a foreign language. To him everything felt normal, but the reality in the real world has crashed.
A few hours before the parties.
After breakfast everyone prepared themselves to head in their different directions, Kaboentle allocated duties to the bride's ladies for later in the day.
She got a lift to the hospital but got off by Mc Donald.
Knowing her, she doesn't like to be stood up.
Luckily Thabang was already seated by q table a the corner.
She made her way to him.
They embraced each other yet the awkwardness filled the gap between them. She sat down.
"I ordered you favorite, cream soda without ice" he politely said.
She smiled at him and at how he remembered how she likes it. She took a sip with her eyes closed letting the tender flavor follow with ease through her throat.
"Thank you, just what I needed"
"I always know, you are my heart remember. "He confessed.
She blushed.
"Look, I know-"he interrupted her.
"Im not going to push you.
I appreciate the way tou trying, under the circumstances.
Your message, lastnight, I slept witj peace for the first time in 2-3 months jellytots."
"You starting with that name.
Thabang something I can't change is that I love you and you in my mind no matter what, im noy going to let this relationship die on mu watch" with emotion.
"So you not leaving me?"with his heart accelerating.
"No silly!
You stuck with me Mister!"
"Phew!!!
For a moment there I thought you were leaving me.
Can you please take your things."
He presented her with the necklace and ring.
While trying to put them on again she received an sms.
"Hurry to the hospital now Angel!"
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