Continuing the story... I must say it is indeed interesting times we live in... seeing the lady in the red hair was a pleasurable sight... a breath of fresh air in hells kitchen somewhere in Greenpoint, Cape Town... whilst chilled and observing the scene... our eyes connected as was the case when we first met... demmet my heart nearly stopped... I stood up, she gave me a gentle stare and hug, we held on to each others hands (that was a special moment)... she walked away holding on to my hand... we both let go at the same time... I refused to look at her walk but I couldnt help myself... anyway... Its the second time Im seeing her in my life... More about her in future... I have my favourite spot at hells kitchen... Im standing now next to the main entrance and a famous buddy of mine comes over to me and we chat... I suppose this made some female vultures think I was someone important... only if they knew that I was a peasant... lol... anyway... this married beautiful lady... came over and hugged my friend... 4 times in succession... IN FRONT OF THE HUSBAND... she gave me 2 hugs... mnxm... then she whispers to the fella, Ngisakuthanda uyezwa... yasho intombi yomzulu... I smiled and looked away shaking my head in disbelief... I suppose the husband was star struck to pay attention because he kept on shaking our hands... Squeeze-me-tight-baby came back... bare in mind I am sober... she comes and plays with her eyes thinking shes luring me... sh*t I may be young but Im old school... i see ratchetness from afar... daaala siyidlala le game... I now become irritated by her because Ive no intentions of doing anything with her and these guys keep on giving me nasty stares and I politely tell her... Khawuyeke ubuvrawusha maan yhuu... unfazed she tells me... One day ndizokufuna ubonanje... Inside I feel like telling her, wish you would use such perseverance on bettering your life but the nice guy in me didnt want to make her feel bad so I just winked as she left... I bumped into my old mate from my university and hustle days... Ola ola Kenny Makenzo he came charging-in drunk AF... dealing with drunk people when sober is a nightmare... you become uncool... Ola njayami I tried to sound fresh and cool... Hayi maan why are you standing alone, where are the ladies? ndiyakwazi kaloku wena not sure what he was alluding to but as I was trying to respond... in excitement he boasts... Yerrr look at that thickness... I think Im going to be a town planner tonight phopho... towning/town planning means sleeping without a condom for those not in the know... I turned to look at this prospect that was going under construction and zoning... uzosetyenzwa straight... excuse the pun... Hayiiiii OGHOHDOIH I called-out his name and surname... I started sweating in an instant... and the bugger thought I was jealous... No mtshana leave her alone... you will get burnt I said trying to sound chilled... You want to chow her yourself?... The first bullet was fired at me But why would I want to do that sani? I charged. Just leave her maan yerrr! Why cant you just listen without questioning mfethu I became pissed. All along he is talking about my std 10 crush (funny I use the std. term)... who confessed to me that she has AIDS... This shit is haunting me because I partly feel she shouldnt have told me... She comes over to me and this chap... starts doing those ratchet dance moves to that Nigerian music... This guy joins her and they fondle each other... in full view of people... disgusted I moved away because of the stares... After the song I pull her to the side... Yikaka le uyenzayo shem! I charge at her... Umdala kangaka maar wenza so, sies umdaka maan!... No response came... Feeling bad I hug her and she cries again... drunk people and drama... My love you dont need to do this... you seriously dont have to I whisper in her ear... ndiyakucela mfondini I plead... I go as far as mentioning that the dude is my friend and she asks, What am I going to do Tando? Really how am I suppose to live life with this thing?... This guy friend of mine is burning with anger because he thinks that Im sidelining him clean now... My last words to her were, Youre still beautiful my sweetheart, we both know that...you know whats right... do it I pulled back and walked to the bar and took two tequilas. My friend came charging at me... Rhaaaaa uyinja sani!!!... Calmly and cool I gave it to him I know! but you will live.... He took a tequila shot and went for the next kill... I stood there in amazement... and shouted angrily If only you knew mqundwakho... Tsek he reverted same time... I went to the bathroom... what I saw?... Heyi kubi apha phandle... All of this in one night... No wonder I was physically and mentally exhausted the following day...
Posted on: Tue, 13 Jan 2015 19:29:50 +0000
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