Respect....

Living in the 21^st century can be a hassle at times. Gone are the days of being approached by men in clubs instead women are harassed by other women. It is never appropriate for a man to spank my ass in public, thinking that I will be respond in a positive way. How much more damage is it when it is done by a woman? Being a lesbian does not permit you to do as you please when you are attracted to a certain girl.

I recently went out clubbing with a friend of mine and her butt chick was squeezed by this unusually looking guy. In shock we found out it is a woman.  My friend Sisanda confronted her and in denial all she could say, “I’m also a female why would I do that?” 

I am sure being part of a minority group sometimes is not nice but when we are in public, are we going to be scared and suspicious of every walking being around us? I certainly do not judge or discriminate against homosexuals whether you are gay, lesbian or bisexual but people in general should not feel uncomfortable when they around homosexuals. This kind of disrespect can promote more levels of hate crimes against homosexuals and we do not want that. There should be equal respect amongst people whether straight or homosexual so that we can all live in harmony.

YOUR VOTE, YOUR RIGHT!

Today 18^th May I participated in the municipal elections, the last time I voted was in 2009. After the results of 2009 came out, I thought to myself why on earth was I interested in politics. One of the questions the youth of South Africa individually ask themselves, till I listened to Zwelindzima Vavia last night. I learnt and appreciated that voting is a right, a right that many of our ancestors, fallen heroes fought for. They fought in the struggle of apartheid so that young women like me and you can be able to queue one day in a room full of white and black people waiting to exercise our rights as South African citizens. This year South Africa will be celebrating the 55^th anniversary of the women’s anti pass laws to the Union buildings in Pretoria. There were 20 000 women who marched to the union buildings, protesting against legislation control over black women in urban areas. They challenged the idea that a women’s place is in the kitchen instead of elsewhere. Today black women are successful business women; today we are students in highly recommended institutions. I quote Vavi, “Today women do not have to write letters to their husbands in the mines and say, Tata kabana siyalamba ekhaya. Those days are gone.”   Who knows, what would have happened if those women did not stand for their rights?  Helen Joseph, Lilian Ngoyi, Rahima Moosa, Ruth First among many other women went to the union buildings carrying babies on their backs, some were in fear and some were not just taking a stand for themselves but for you and me. This march did not just make a difference in South Africa but Im sure in other countries that discriminated against women. We today’s generation should be happy we live in a liberated South Africa. Free to vote, free to have an education, free to just swim in a beach, free from so many boundaries that were present in the apartheid era. Voting can be considered as a thank you to all those who died, struggled and were tortured.  The youth of today is too comfortable because they have never felt the pain and suffering. Thank you to those who voted and showed a sign of appreciation.

The change can only start with us or things will never be right...............



COVERED........

Being beautiful is defined as being attractive or pleasing. Being sexy is defined as attractive and exciting. The difference is just the two words pleasing and exciting. Women generally tend to translate the “exiting” to “nudeness” or “half naked”. Cover it ladies. Trying too hard to be beautiful can be one of the biggest mistakes one could make. I for one get excited by seeing natural beauty in a person meaning he or she is sexy. The society that we live in is obsessed with, plastic surgery, Botox, Brazilians butts, and the strands of cotton that celebrities wear. All around the world women are always trying to find the best diet or method to keep them looking younger, current and acceptable to society. Forgetting it is just not the  looks that attracts but personality, the way one carries herself and most of the time just being natural, being you, no additions and no subtractions.

It certainly does not take hanging out body parts to define sexiness. It is not the shortest skirt; the hanging cleavage etc. be covered and be beautiful. Sexiness is elegance, it can be silent and attractive, and being beautiful is enhancing your outer appearance and your mind. They say beauty lies within the eyes of the beholder. I say, when you feel good inside about yourself, you do not need approval from someone else. Am not saying people should not look after themselves. Yes, go to the gym, put your make up on but also believe that you are beautiful because a woman who appreciates herself is attractive. Be covered be beautiful.

The change can only start with us or things will never be right...............

.............Her

I sometimes imagine in my mind the facial expression my mother had the first time she saw me. Her face must have been filled with joy, excitement and fulfilment. It must have been one of the happiest days of her life. From day one mothers protect their children, they mould and nature their child to become the best they can be in life. Taking the example of hen, hens lay their eggs and protect them by sitting on top of them. This keeps the eggs warm till they hatch and protects the eggs from predators like snakes. When the eggs hatch the mother still takes good care of its little chicks and the hen makes sure nothing harms the little birds. This is a demonstration of a mother’s love and the bond one has with his/her mother. In IsiXhosa this is called “inimba”.  

I don’t know what I would do If I would lose my mother. I remember the first time I rode a mountain bike, it was my brother, I slipped on the bikes stool and the bicycles wheel scared my thigh. Now there was one person I could run and cry to “Mama”. I was still ten at the time, today so many things still scar me and I run to that same old mama.  It does not take much celebrating and cherishing the relationship you have with your mother. We should not only think about it on mother’s day but we 364 other days to do it. Celebrate your mother while you still young, while you both still alive, showing her how you love and appreciate her. Life strikes each and every person at some point in their lives but never alerts you when it comes.

Thank you God for blessing with a beautiful mother........ Sikelelwa Wababa-Putini