The Journey Of Samkelisiwe Nzama

He would make me so angry sometimes that I would even wish to throw a bottle on his head. That's how mad he made me! But I must say I loved him more despite all that. We just could not separate; it was just too difficult. Nature played games with us.

Was this destiny? Was this Maduwa guy, a brother, a cousin, a boyfriend or rather just an imaginary guy in Samkelisiwe life? Who was this guy?

As weeks went by at Res, I got a video call from Mandy all the way from Durban, my aunts’ daughter. She looked so beautiful, that women were a queen. She was busy ironing clothes I remember; it was actually my first time I see her face. I would usually see her pictures from my other Aunts phone and would say to myself one day I would like to meet this cousin of mine. I hope she would just be nice to me.