It was still in the morning and Seipati had just finished preparing a breakfast after her husband left for work. She made sure that she woke up very early every morning to prepare everything for her husband before he left for work. After that she would prepare breakfast for everyone. Then the children would leave for school and then she would carry on with her daily duties. She had even started a small business to help her husband. The business was going well and she made sure she went to town almost every day to purchase everything she needed for the business.
She went to her mother in law' s room to serve with breakfast. She noticed that she was not there. When she looked at her bed, it was already made up. "Maybe she is in the bedroom", she thought. She put the breakfast next to her bedside table and closed the door of the room. She sat on the kitchen table and had her breakfast. After finishing eating, she washed the dishes and put them in the cupboard. She
" You've changed. But I can't figure out how but you've changed. And I like it. Really, I like it. Fannie said as he was holding his Cinderella close to his tough body. "And you Sir have changed too. You no longer that grumpy bear you used to be a while ago. "A grumpy bear? He creased his eyebrows questioningly as they were looking at each other.They both laughed and remembered how things used to be so sour between them.Yes things were so sour between them in so much that Seipati decided to go an extra mile to fix the rift that was growing apart in their marriage. She did something she never thought she would do for her marriage to go back to normal.Seipati Sekhonyela, a young woman from the mountainous village of phutaditjhaba in Lesotho decided to consult a sangoma (traditional doctor) when her marriage was between water and a hard rock. Her husband seemed to have sore or should I say crooked eyes when it came to looking at her. Sometimes she would miss th
Seipati was sitting in the balcony watching the great picturesque view of the mountains that engulfed the Caledon river. She constantly glanced at the beautiful golden sunset that adorned the horizon while sipping from the cup of coffee she was holding and was paging a magazine that was on the garden table. She could not help herself but smile as she was reminiscencing the past events in her marriage.She was now living in the subarban area of Maseru, a capital city of Lesotho. Her house was on the outskirt of the town facing the river bank of the Caledon river that runs from the mountains giving the town that refreshing feeling especially in the mornings. She sighed with a feeling of contentment and appreciation of her achievements so far. Eversince her marriage survived the state of being in shambles, she never looked back but made sure everything remain intact.She was enjoying every moment of her new life. Her husband was
Seipati had finally came to the decision to bring her mother-in-law to live with them in the city, since there was more blabbing about her being heartless for leaving her alone in the village. Every now and then she would receive an update of gossip about her from her friends when they came from the village to do shopping in Maseru. They would tell her all about what was being said by the villagers. Sometimes they would bring the news that her mother-in-law had been sick and the neighbours had to help her. The elders of the village made the matter their daily routine of greeting each other. They would tell their peers to be ware of the young women their sons bring to their homes. They would use Seipati's name as an example to rebuke their daughters- in- law. "Children of today don't know how to serve their in-laws", they would say. And Seipati's name would come up as the part of discussion.When her mother-in-law arrived in the city, she could not
Ntate Mogoadi arrived at Seipati's just in time when the dinner was ready. The meal was scrumptious and the dessert was to die for. She prepared a three course meal. For the main course, she prepared the roasted leg of lamb and roasted vegetables accompanied by a delicious Thai sauce and few salads, all served on a bed of basmati rice. For the dessert she made a sticky toffee pudding accompanied by a dollop of ice cream. Before all these they had a spicy butternut soup for starters. They washed down with homemade ginger as it was her mother-in-law's favourite. And it happened that Ntate Mogoadi loved it as well. "So, they have something in common", Seipati thought to herself. She introduced them to each other. Her husband did not have a clue of what Seipati was about to do. It was her secret. Even her mother-in-law was clueless. She and Ntate Mogoadi got along though. Their conversation took them back to when they were kids. It happened that they were once in the same primary
Seipati started the conversation about Ntante Mogoadi when they were having tea at home with her mother-in-law. "Ntante Mogoadi is a good man, I don't know why he hasn't been married up until now', she said, looking at her with inspecting eyes. "Yes he is, but he was a shy guy when we were at school", replied her mother-in-law. " Ntante Mogoadi? A shy guy, the one who knows a lot about love?". She asked with a surprised look. "And you, how do you know so much about his experience in love?"her mother-in-law asked enquiringly. "No, it's just that he usually give us advices about love in our marriage", she answered absent mindedly as the memories of the past started to flood in. Immediately she stood up to prepare for supper as her husband would be home soon.She paused for a moment and thought about something. "You know ma? Ntante Mogoadi left his jacket in our car while we took him to the bus terminus. So, I thought I should make a way so he can get it back". H
Meeting Thabo for the first time after those years, gave Mirriam goose bumps. She felt a little bit of awkwardness like a little girl going on a first date. "Thabo", she said with a low voice. "Mirram, is this you, oh!My word, Thabo said with same excited voice. They hold hands for a while until Ntate Mogoadi interrupted. "Yeah!It was a long time since we were at school. Look now some of us have families", he said looking at Seipati and her husband. He knew exactly how his friend felt about Mirriam. Her name would just pop up in their conversations all those years they met as adult friends. Now there he was, standing in front of her. The memories of the past flooded in. Thabo took one stride and grabbed the chair he was sitting on and put it next to Mirriam. He sat and looked at her with a big smile. Ntate Mogoadi asked Seipati and her husband to come Inside one of his huts to get something to drink. "Let's leave these two my children and get something to drink", he said leading the
It was still in the morning and Seipati had just finished preparing a breakfast after her husband left for work. She made sure that she woke up very early every morning to prepare everything for her husband before he left for work. After that she would prepare breakfast for everyone. Then the children would leave for school and then she would carry on with her daily duties. She had even started a small business to help her husband. The business was going well and she made sure she went to town almost every day to purchase everything she needed for the business.She went to her mother in law' s room to serve with breakfast. She noticed that she was not there. When she looked at her bed, it was already made up. "Maybe she is in the bedroom", she thought. She put the breakfast next to her bedside table and closed the door of the room. She sat on the kitchen table and had her breakfast. After finishing eating, she washed the dishes and put them in the cupboard. She
Meeting Thabo for the first time after those years, gave Mirriam goose bumps. She felt a little bit of awkwardness like a little girl going on a first date. "Thabo", she said with a low voice. "Mirram, is this you, oh!My word, Thabo said with same excited voice. They hold hands for a while until Ntate Mogoadi interrupted. "Yeah!It was a long time since we were at school. Look now some of us have families", he said looking at Seipati and her husband. He knew exactly how his friend felt about Mirriam. Her name would just pop up in their conversations all those years they met as adult friends. Now there he was, standing in front of her. The memories of the past flooded in. Thabo took one stride and grabbed the chair he was sitting on and put it next to Mirriam. He sat and looked at her with a big smile. Ntate Mogoadi asked Seipati and her husband to come Inside one of his huts to get something to drink. "Let's leave these two my children and get something to drink", he said leading the
Seipati started the conversation about Ntante Mogoadi when they were having tea at home with her mother-in-law. "Ntante Mogoadi is a good man, I don't know why he hasn't been married up until now', she said, looking at her with inspecting eyes. "Yes he is, but he was a shy guy when we were at school", replied her mother-in-law. " Ntante Mogoadi? A shy guy, the one who knows a lot about love?". She asked with a surprised look. "And you, how do you know so much about his experience in love?"her mother-in-law asked enquiringly. "No, it's just that he usually give us advices about love in our marriage", she answered absent mindedly as the memories of the past started to flood in. Immediately she stood up to prepare for supper as her husband would be home soon.She paused for a moment and thought about something. "You know ma? Ntante Mogoadi left his jacket in our car while we took him to the bus terminus. So, I thought I should make a way so he can get it back". H
Ntate Mogoadi arrived at Seipati's just in time when the dinner was ready. The meal was scrumptious and the dessert was to die for. She prepared a three course meal. For the main course, she prepared the roasted leg of lamb and roasted vegetables accompanied by a delicious Thai sauce and few salads, all served on a bed of basmati rice. For the dessert she made a sticky toffee pudding accompanied by a dollop of ice cream. Before all these they had a spicy butternut soup for starters. They washed down with homemade ginger as it was her mother-in-law's favourite. And it happened that Ntate Mogoadi loved it as well. "So, they have something in common", Seipati thought to herself. She introduced them to each other. Her husband did not have a clue of what Seipati was about to do. It was her secret. Even her mother-in-law was clueless. She and Ntate Mogoadi got along though. Their conversation took them back to when they were kids. It happened that they were once in the same primary
Seipati had finally came to the decision to bring her mother-in-law to live with them in the city, since there was more blabbing about her being heartless for leaving her alone in the village. Every now and then she would receive an update of gossip about her from her friends when they came from the village to do shopping in Maseru. They would tell her all about what was being said by the villagers. Sometimes they would bring the news that her mother-in-law had been sick and the neighbours had to help her. The elders of the village made the matter their daily routine of greeting each other. They would tell their peers to be ware of the young women their sons bring to their homes. They would use Seipati's name as an example to rebuke their daughters- in- law. "Children of today don't know how to serve their in-laws", they would say. And Seipati's name would come up as the part of discussion.When her mother-in-law arrived in the city, she could not
Seipati was sitting in the balcony watching the great picturesque view of the mountains that engulfed the Caledon river. She constantly glanced at the beautiful golden sunset that adorned the horizon while sipping from the cup of coffee she was holding and was paging a magazine that was on the garden table. She could not help herself but smile as she was reminiscencing the past events in her marriage.She was now living in the subarban area of Maseru, a capital city of Lesotho. Her house was on the outskirt of the town facing the river bank of the Caledon river that runs from the mountains giving the town that refreshing feeling especially in the mornings. She sighed with a feeling of contentment and appreciation of her achievements so far. Eversince her marriage survived the state of being in shambles, she never looked back but made sure everything remain intact.She was enjoying every moment of her new life. Her husband was
" You've changed. But I can't figure out how but you've changed. And I like it. Really, I like it. Fannie said as he was holding his Cinderella close to his tough body. "And you Sir have changed too. You no longer that grumpy bear you used to be a while ago. "A grumpy bear? He creased his eyebrows questioningly as they were looking at each other.They both laughed and remembered how things used to be so sour between them.Yes things were so sour between them in so much that Seipati decided to go an extra mile to fix the rift that was growing apart in their marriage. She did something she never thought she would do for her marriage to go back to normal.Seipati Sekhonyela, a young woman from the mountainous village of phutaditjhaba in Lesotho decided to consult a sangoma (traditional doctor) when her marriage was between water and a hard rock. Her husband seemed to have sore or should I say crooked eyes when it came to looking at her. Sometimes she would miss th