I don't write because I know how or I can. I write because I love sharing stories. My biggest dream or goal is to build a home in the warmth of your heart.
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
The vow
Life's toxic lesson: never give anyone your heart, humans are just too wicked
How could she? after everything i did for her. I made her who she is, i thought her what she knows, and this was how she was thanking me. I thought forever when i made that vow but forever now is gone. More than anything right now i feel played, voilated and stupid.
I was told the best place to find a wife is in the village, maybe i was decieved. 24th of december marks a very important day in my life it is the day i wed the "love of my life" Nomalizo the most beautiful woman i have ever set my eyes on, "intombi emhlophe njengezihlabathi zakwa Xhosa" (a woman with a light and fair complexion like the sand of the Xhosa land) there was no one as beautiful as she was the still isn't, Nomalizo is a perfect example of God's art, her eyes tells a tale, she has the most amazing smile, her teeth resembles the splendour of the heavens her laughter grills and enstills a memory of her perfection she is my queen, if i will for any reason set my eyes on any other woman may the grounds open up and swallow me for i cannot bear a thought of being without her.
Well everything is different now, after 15 years i had to find out the way i did that Themba is not my son, what hurts even more is the fact that she did not deny it, i expected her to lie about it or try to convince me that i was the father, hurt is an understatement of how i am feeling at the moment, Themba knew who his real father was it was just a courtesy to call me dad, for 15 years?. Finding out the way i did was a crucifixion, I would not have known he was not my son if i did not have to donate blood for him, it was one thing that our son was involved in an accident and lost too much blood and was fighting for his life but finding out that wat that he isn't my son ripped my heart apart when i finally gathered strength to ask Nomalizo all she said was " Hhe wethu ndathi ndi preg, khange ndithi ndimithiswe nguwe" ( i said i was pregnant, i never said you were the father) with those words she just castrinated me, i thought i knew her. I wonder what happened to the woman i fell inlove with, the woman i married, the woman i vowed never to look pass, the woman i gave my world too? that woman was gone, physically she still lived with me but the sad truth is she got swallowed by the big city long ago.
So i was not capable to be a father afterall i was only shooting blanks and was not even aware of it and this had to be the way i discovered. I always believed that when love strikes dreams are edited, intentions are added, hope is lifted and life is mended i just never thought that LOVE will be the bitter end of me.
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