As i was walking at the mall after work, tired having had a long day n in a rush to get my hair done because i am going to the jazz festival so i must look the part..anyhu im walking ke rushing towards the taxis,ooh public transport,LORD I NEED A CAR!!! i see this white guy,i am coming towards him,he is looking at me, i look directly at his eyes,dats my secret,dats how i maintain control when im talking with sum1,men especially.. i come closer to the guy,still in dat staring in the eyes position, just as when i am about to pass him, mind u in my mind i have polished my English, im practising my twang,lol.. then the guy greets me and ofcorse i say 'hey''and continue to pass, and then my mind registers, wat did the guy say to me?..aybo i must have heard wrong,i turn towards him,look around,searching for a rural zulu man who said to me 'sawubona nkosazane emhlophe'..i look at him and he has the cutest smug on his face, the look that says,jep it was me, i speak fluent zulu like that..to my shock, i say to him,are you...? n he says lol ehhe imina, im like unjani,he says ngyaphila wena unjan, now in amazement and being smittered by this i say,ngyaphila and off i went,kept looking back at him to make sure im not halucinating,and came the taxi n off i went..
to myself after that i thought dat was just one of those cool random things that one experiences,its cool for me simply because we always speak English to our fellow white counterparts and complain that they dnt put the effort to learn our languages,honestly i was smittered by da white guy and daydreamed about him being my husband all the way home, thanx mr Zulu speaking white man, my ride was pleasant due to my wild mind...
au revoir!
xoxo: sane
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