PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

No person can stand and stare at the mirror  without hearing some form of whisper,   Nobody can stand in front of a mirror and walk away  without the mirror giving you some words of advice.. . How ugly and how fat you look lately,  the mirror will suggest to you, very politely... and talk to you like a friend. cause the mirror sees you just as you are.  Nope, that suit, and that dress fits too tightly. nothing can be hidden from the all-seeing eye of the mirror... yes, the mirror is your one true eye: your conscience becomes the voice to the mirror,  while you stand there as if time's standing still. time to hear the whisper from the mirror:  the mirror is your one true friend,  that never uses flattery on another friend,  but just plain language a friend understands. Fewer people in the world today, would dare venture outdoors,  if they heeded and believed the advice of their mirrors. Yes, You of course. I’m talking to you......

  Whisper By Keiko Matsui Nobody can stand and stare at the mirror without hearing some form of whisper, No one can stand in front of a mirror and walk away without the mirror giving you some words of advice... How ugly and how fat you look, lately...the mirror will suggest to you, very politely...and talk to you like a friend. Cause the mirror sees you just as you are; nothing can be hidden from the all-seeing eye of the mirror...yes, the mirror is your one true eye: Your conscience becomes the voice to the mirror, while you stand there as if time's standing still.. time to hear the whisper from the mirror The mirror is your one true friend, that never uses flattery on another friend just plain language another friend understands.. Yes, You of course.. listen to the whisper of the mirror, and you will never go wrong... ...thank you Keiko for the inspiration...

  May 28th, 2011 is my 2nd Birthday when God smiled down on me and hushed certain death away!   It was on this day in history, a decade ago on May 27th 2011 when I survived a near death accident. It was a Saturday at night, I can recall so vividly as I was driving on one of the major highways in Johannesburg, M2 East, Durban. I was on my way home and cruising at 120km/h in the fast lane when suddenly, I had a check in my heart to reduce speed and rollback to the middle lane. I immediately obeyed without wasting a second and pulled onto the 2nd fastest lane and, before I could take another breath and contemplate this sudden move from very calm to red alert....Lo and behold. I heard a disturbing and violent sounds coming off my passenger wheel << glug glug glug >> .and without a warning: my left front wheel came off flying at 100km/h speed and raced passed me! Immediately, there was a giant flame of sparks coming from the metals grinding against the tar. I had alrea...

  Talking Trees If trees were to talk back to us and tell what had been happening in their world for thousands of years under the sun. What would trees tell us? If we heard their whispers, could we understand the language they speak? Trees are the enigma of Timelessness from the Garden of God in Heaven to the Picturesque Garden of Eden. God saw that His Realm and ours could not be complete without trees. Trees are God’s bold and silent declaration which says, I AM Forever around in your world. You can ignore My Presence all around you but these trees stand as witnesses for me. These trees can feel, see and hear you through their roots, branches and leaves. Silence is truly golden for trees all over the vegetation. Hello, when last did you ever take time off and talked to the trees around you? No matter where you look and wherever you may be, betcha! There’s a battalion of trees looking at and calling you. These trees are longing to receive your whisper into th...

Reflections...  O for the Power of the Written Word! It only takes a single word or two to build a castle in the air. I cannot thank God enough for blessing me with endless words I can configure into any form at any time of the day.  In this Poetic Love Rendition, I leave it up to you, my reader, to make up your mind. What in God's world I'm on about. Enjoy!  If you've been reading my works for all this time without subscribing, you should be ashamed of yourself! If you feel my writings build you up and encourage you in life, what are you still doing?  Subscribing to my Blog and sharing it with your friends; is the greatest favour I will ever ask of you. I spend a great deal of time and sweat when writing these words of life, just for you. I'm not complaining my friend.  God bless you.  Through Her Eyes! The way she smiles and the way she walks, all designed to fascinate and mesmerize my cool. The way she talks and her royal looks which say, I am all ...

all smiles, all laughs and no tears was all that dazzled my mind and warmed my heart the first time I was introduced to her. she appeared easy, carefree and not  bothered to know what I am even though  this was the first time our worlds collided. she cared for me like a dear sister would. all smiles, all laughs and no tears she seemed to telepathize me: I live here. I am what I am, this is my world, didn't my sister tell you? no tears. they say, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step: but my journey of a million miles with Dani began  with all smiles, all laughs and no tears. our new tiny world boomed into panoramic  valley of assorted coloured scented-roses. our hearts fused and melted into one beat and shared all smiles, all laughs and no tears. One sad evening after my brother had  died in his sleep and in the same day: phone rang, wife answered and suddenly: shrieking screams of painful cries of grief bellowed. what in the world happened now...

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  TO BIND OR TO RESIST THE DEVIL? “And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free!” cried Jesus in one of His famous Self-Quote. I am a Bible Apologist and truly believe in quoting the Scriptures in their rightful and original context. I have said it for the umpteenth times in all of my Social Media Pages that it's impossible to interpret and apply the same verse in one thousands different ways without falling off the tangent of the context it was originally framed: or meant to be understood. I know I’m using big words here for some of you but, it is what it is and the truth must be told that Jesus really hated to be misconstrued or misquoted hence He owned all of His words. The religious leaders on the other hand were not used to listening to a man or rabbi, who simply uttered words that they could not reconcile with the Law of Moses. And so, what did they do or say after Jesus claimed to be the Light of the world? They freaked out and condemned Him for being too ...

FOREWORD I grew up as an orphan from the tender age of eight even then, young as I was;  I still had  inerasable memories about My Departed Dear Mother . Sometimes my Big Sister is shocked when she hears me tell her about our Mother and she'd say: how do you remember all these things because Mom passed away when you were so young?  After the pain of losing my Mother, God blessed with more than two dozen Mothers who all filled the void I had in my heart. Mrs Nomvuyo Edith Tshabalala recited in this Poem, is the only survivor of the two dozen I had. Last night I couldn't sleep without thinking about her; I wrote the template of this Poem in my dreams.  Please follow the rest of the Story in my Poem! SHE KNOWS SHE'S MY MOTHER! Yesteryear I tossed up a coin and God said to me in a crystal whisper: Heads or Tails you still Win! Many people always feel this uncontrollable pity whenever you tell them you grew up an orphan. Shame, we're very sorry to hear that, didn't k...