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An open letter to society

To whom it may concern 

This letter is really just vent how hard you make this for somebody who is really trying to just live as a human being. 

Have you ever stepped out of your little world to see how things are from other people’s perspective? Or are you becoming like history’s oppressors and is only concerned about things that benefit you or your people. 

Everything you read, see or hear about these days is race-related. Specifically about black and white and all else in between doesn’t matter quite frankly. 

In 2017 this is still a thing. God, we need you! 

History says that this land we are in belonged to the koi San-the bushman, not the African. But I mean that counts for jack right? We can surely be selective in what we believe to sell our reasons, battle or struggle and make it that more dramatic. 

Since we playing this race card, let’s be real for a second. 
You see White and African people forget that us coloured and Indians were oppressed and also fought for all things fair. But then we get slapped in the face with the whole ” majority/minority” card. Lol. Yeah it means nothing. We not fighting for equality for all, or that all people should be given a fair shot at things considering all people fought back then, 


We’re fighting for our own people. Which is actually pathetic in my opinion. Your people. My people. Their people. Wrong! We are Gods people. 

All you ever hear in this race battle is black people this, white people that. back and forth. Selective quotes from history or selective people who fought the struggle are praised and celebrated. The others just don’t matter. 

Why are we doing this? I’m finding it so hard to get answers to these questions. Why aren’t we being real if we really say we fighting for equality? 

Maybe, just maybe if we decide to be real and fair for once; practice the things we really ask for to be for everybody and not just our own people, then maybe things will come right ? Am I silly for thinking this? 

Can we not see that by being racist and pulling out the card that we ourselves are becoming the very thing or people that we despise? 

When is this going to be a fight for humanity and not race? When are the fields going to be leveled out? 

When are white people, black people, coloured people, Indian people going to jump off their high horses and see that each person walks their own struggle in the journey that God has put before them? Am I silly for thinking that this is how adults should be thinking?

Racism was created to divide. I firmly believe that. But How do we expect to move forward and rid this toxic plague that has been around for decades when all we do is want to stay in this mindset? For intelligent people , a concept as simple as this can’t be grasped? Impossible! I say it’s because we choose not be rid of this mindset. 

Our future generations have a shot at being set free of this toxic thing. But we won’t allow it will we? We will destroy it for them too; making us just as bad, if not worse than the oppressors.

As a 20 something year old female who is taking a shot at this thing called life and is trying to do the right thing always. Like loving and caring for people and humanity irrespective of race, color or creed, it really is a spirit damper when all you ever reminded of is this black and white war. And how you just not good enough to be fought for. Just because you are not white or black enough. Isn’t it sad? I think it is. 

You then attempt getting closer to God because that is a constant reminder that we are all equal but then you get folk who manipulate that too and twist the morals and values we’re taught to make it okay to hate… 

“in order to forgive, the person who wronged you must first acknowledge what they did” 

what BS? Where have you heard of such. It’s ludacris! But this is what I’ve heard people, grown adults, tell their kids! Good Gawsh we nowhere near the end are we?

Forgiveness is for yourself not for the next person. That’s what i was taught and what I firmly believe because I’ve practiced it. He who does wrong will be questioned and judged but by God. It isn’t our jobs to do so. Why are we so concerned with pointing fingers? Can someone explain this to me? The fact that I’m writing this open letter makes me guilty of this too, but really, I am just trying to get answers to open my perspective because maybe I’m missing something.

I may never understand the struggle of our people because I wasn’t personally around during the regime, but neither were any of the people my age. So yes , it is okay to be sympathetic and to empathize but surely we cannot let that consume us?  Why is our generation filled with hatred for other races? Why is our generation used as puppets ?  I can tell you why, because it was instilled and taught to us. That’s why.

Can we not see that by being racist we are feeding into the plan of the oppressors? That this is what they want, to devide us so that they can control us? When we learn that God is in control and put our faith and trust in him alone, perhaps then things will come right I suppose. 

I’m once again left confused in this constant battle of black and white wars. I almost feel that if you belong to any race in between, you will never matter to the masses. You will be invisible. Yet we want to hate our oppressors. Talk about double standards. 

Freeing ourselves from this mental oppression starts with you and I; making a conscious decision to see people as people irrespective of their colour or race. It isn’t going to be easy but it isn’t impossible. We have the future in our hands. We are birthing the next generation. For their sake, please can we not teach and instill racism within them and become oppressors by doing so? Because then this vicious cycle will just continue. 

Is this possible? 

I really hope it is because I surely don’t want my kids feeling the way I am feeling and having them take to pen and paper or fingers to keyboard to try and express themselves  just because they don’t want this venom to remain and brew within them. 

I’m probably going to be judged for this but to be quite frank, I couldn’t be bothered. It’s things that need to be said and questions that need to be answered.


A confused and concerned 20 something year old human being.

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#DFH #50

Dear Future husband 

I’m not superficial but I am sentimental. 

The engagement

When you propose , I imagine that it would be romantic, the whole “get down on one knee” type of vibe. I want you to have gone to my folk to ask them for my hand in marriage. Then plan something romantic #theoldschoolway.  I don’t need an engagement party actually.

The wedding 

I don’t want a lavish wedding but I would want one none the less, just a small one with those closest to us. Us dressed up. Intimate venue, decorated and lovely food. 

I really don’t need a honey moon to be quite frank. 

I want our union to bring people together. To be blessed. So no alcohol. People must be in their right senses celebrating with us.

I want our union to bring happiness and love and joy to all those that will share the special day with us. I want to get dressed up and wear my madora and have my mendhi on, with a pair of kicks not because it’s a must but because I can and because I would want that. 

I want my make- up to be subtle but beautiful, creating a perfect balance between natural and glam.

I want to give my mum the opportunity and experience of giving the “mother of the bride” speech and to fix whatever’s wrong with my dress, madora or face. 

I want that day to give my father the reassurance that I’m marrying somebody who would take care of as he would, should need be.

I want to give my friends the opportunity of running around trying to get eish done to plan our small intimate wedding and want to beable to look into our guests eyes and see that “twinkle”. 

I want to share my joy, our joy and I would want to share it with those close to us.

Dear future husband, I want to beable to look at my inlaws and see a sense of pride on their faces. I want to beable to reassure them on the day, that I will look of their son as they would. Give them the opportunity to say their say and blessings over us and to give us hilarious speeches of some of your “growing-up” memories.

I want to us to pray , there and then. You. Me. and our guests.

I want happiness. I want alil chaos, I want unity, love and peace. I want our marriage to be sealed by Allah. 

I want you. I want all of this and I want them.

A heartfelt desire,

Your ordinary future wife (:❤️