I am seeing red but I am not at all angry. Its that time of the year for Limitless Obnoxious Valentine Extravaganza!
I am not against people expressing their love to each other but (yes, there is a but!) … It has to be free from the pressures of the commercial world. And free as in no cost, because love in its pure form is a precious gift that we get but may not even deserve!
If/when you find this gift, you will also learn that love is the secret glue that binds our being. Before we find love, our sense of being is scattered like grains of sorghum. If you are not familiar with the expression of endearment involving “mabele” (sorghum), my analogy may seem strange. But don’t despair, below I offer you the expression together with how each gender may use it 😉
Female Male
"Ngoana nts'oare! Ke mabele kea qhalana."
Translated: Baby hold me! I am the sorghum grain I scatter."Ke mabele kea qhalana. Ke hloka mothonaki".
Translated: I am the sorghum grain I scatter. I need someone to pick me up.
As you can see, there are gender nuances in the use of the expression. But as they say, men and women are from different planets. Whether or not I believe this saying, is a different story altogether. My simple point is: love is a priceless, precious gift that needs to be celebrated in different ways not just as the commercial world dictates. Love is what roots us even as the winds of change threaten to scatter us like “mabele” because in whatever form, it binds us to our being and existence!
