..... Florence: (she switches off the radio) Themba : Youve gone too far! Past your limit, my sister. Florence : What do you mean? Themba : This is irritating. Florence : What, Themba? What? Themba : I know you do this coz its your home. Florence : Mmmmh (shakes her head mildly) Themba : Firstly, you pop into this house without acknowledging my presence. Secondly, you pass by this sitting, and deliberately avoid my eyes. Thirdly, the first person you speak to in this house is my young sister - what the hell is that? What do you want her to tell you? How can she ably summarise the whole day for you. I am older than her, and thats my job. Florence : Youre sick. Themba : I knew thats what you would say. You dont like me in your house Florence : What the hell is that? Youre my sibling for goodness sake. How do I begin to hate you? From where? For what? Themba : What is a brother without a job? Whos he? What is he without a mean for income? What respect does he draw from the family, friends, let alone girlfriends if he lacks a job, if he doesnt know the joy of wearing a necktie every morning? What is he if he cant exude the sophistication of a modern young man? What is he? Tell me, what is he? No Blackberry! No iPhone! No tablet! Not even a Samsung! Damn... just nothing of everything... Florence : Ill invite a psychiatrist over - youre sick. Be strong. Rise and shine. Why are you this frustrated as if you lost a girl friend? Themba : Ehe! As if you knew: none of my several relationships are intact. Some have fallen off with such intense force of gravity that no one insists on repairing them. A few that are clinging to a thin thread of life are only cheating on me; they are waiting in the wings, in case one day luck knocks on my door. Florence : I cant understand any of the things youre talking about. Themba : Youll never understand. In fact, youve never made effort... Florence : Youre a man, be strong. Themba : It is critically illogical to state that. What has being a man ought to do with endurance. Many young men have suffered under the guise of being men, and are burdened under that yolk day in day out - and in a few years we develop mental stoops that take our lives early. No wonder women live longer than men. I have a few examples. I will write the Minister of Gender. Florence : You need a complete overhaul - you require serious overnight prayers, my dear. ...... Trying to write a script again.. a young man determined to leave Malawi for the UK in search of green pasture. Passport. Visa. Certificates. Family...all give the drama UK BOUND
Posted on: Wed, 19 Nov 2014 15:36:57 +0000
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