Sandile had lived an amazing life even though it was rather short. He was a great friend; he was the kind of friend that stands by you when you need somebody to be there.
If it wasn’t for Sandile, I would have died of burn-out whilst working at Nedlac. Other than our boss, he was the only other person I could have challenging discussions with, talking about everything from the Illuminati, Reptilian Agenda, Thabo Mbeki, 70's music, Dee-jaying---we could talk about anything!!! Yes, that was 5 years ago and we’ve been inseparable ever since.
I remember once Sandile told me he thought he had identified the girl who was worthy of being his wife. Being hisfriend I must admit I was rather shocked and thought evil things about that girl.
He could make me laugh when I am really sad. He always cheered me up when he knew I just had a bad day. That’s the trademark of Sandile. He always wanted to make people happy.
Sandile’s death was sudden. I remember when I heard the news I simply could not believe it. Sandile was too young but as it slowly occurred to me I have realized that he indeed lived his life wonderfully.
Sandile was well-loved and he had done so many things on earth and I’m sure he’ll do much more in heaven.
I will forever be grateful to have known Sandile. I will forever be grateful that Sandile was there at the right place and at the right time to touch my life. I will forever be grateful for spending 5 years of my life with a friend like him. All the memories I have shared with him will forever be cherished and remembered.
Sandile will forever live in my heart… In our hearts.He is in heaven now. This is not the time for us to grieve his death but it’s our time to celebrate his life. Don’t ever forget Sandile. He never wanted to see people cry. He wanted to make everyone happy.
So at this moment when we await his funeral, let’s all think back and remember how Sandile touched our lives. How he made us laugh and how good Sandile was as a person. This is not the moment for us to shed our tears but we should all be thankful that we were given the chance to have known a man named Sandile.
Sandile Roro will forever be missed but I know in the right time, I will meet Sandile again. We will all meet him again and he’ll make us laugh in tears again.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Freedom from Marital Bondage
Yesterday marked the second anniversary of my freedom from marital bondage.
Even though I am not quite free, because the court has not awarded the decree, I still feel free.
It was a chilly Thursday afternoon, the day I decided that i could no longer postpone setting myself free. I had not informed anyone, not even my closest friends about what I had been cpntemplating until that sad Thursday afternoon.
As the day progressed, however, I knew I had to tell him that I was leaving.
It turned out to be one of the easiest things I had ever had to do. When the time came to tell him, I was not short of words to say to him. For a moment I was not concerned about hurting his feelings, it did not matter anymore.
I still remember the look on his eyes! But even that look did not deter me from what I wanted to say. I was more calm than most of the times I had had to reason with him. I did not even care about where I was going. All I knew at that point, was that my happiness depended on me leaving the space I had shared with him for nine years.
That evening, it was not defeat that lingered in the air, but triumph. It felt like the pain that I had had to endure all those years was finally soothed by just one sentence that I said with unbelievable conviction, "I am leaving, and I am never coming back!" Ngasho ngashaya isishwapha sami ngayosithela!!!
Even though I am not quite free, because the court has not awarded the decree, I still feel free.
It was a chilly Thursday afternoon, the day I decided that i could no longer postpone setting myself free. I had not informed anyone, not even my closest friends about what I had been cpntemplating until that sad Thursday afternoon.
As the day progressed, however, I knew I had to tell him that I was leaving.
It turned out to be one of the easiest things I had ever had to do. When the time came to tell him, I was not short of words to say to him. For a moment I was not concerned about hurting his feelings, it did not matter anymore.
I still remember the look on his eyes! But even that look did not deter me from what I wanted to say. I was more calm than most of the times I had had to reason with him. I did not even care about where I was going. All I knew at that point, was that my happiness depended on me leaving the space I had shared with him for nine years.
That evening, it was not defeat that lingered in the air, but triumph. It felt like the pain that I had had to endure all those years was finally soothed by just one sentence that I said with unbelievable conviction, "I am leaving, and I am never coming back!" Ngasho ngashaya isishwapha sami ngayosithela!!!
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