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Alondwe Ndunakazi....
4 YEARS LATER..
It's been a four long years. It has been hard sweet lovely tears involved but what is important is we're still kicking and alive. Glory to God! After giving birth I didn't want to let go of my baby but my mother had to go back home with him. I was always thinking about him. Every month end I used to go home and see him. My dad was against me traveling every month but I was saving my own money so he wasn't allowed to complain. A few months down the line I found out that my parents allowed Sphephelo to father my child without even telling me. I was really angry and heartbroken. But I forgave them. I let go of all the anger that I had for him. I did it for the sake of peace and my son. Sphephile was my blessing in disguise. My matric year was pretty hectic but with Thapelo and Mpendulo studying together with me. I didn't struggle. With no big tummy I didn't let "Khasa what" get to me. I proved my dad wrong and got distinctions for all my subjects. I got a bursary to study medicine so my dad didn't pay a cent for my studies. My parents were really proud of me. I was really happy. That was the best moments of my life.
Varsity? Thapelo went to Durban. He was doing Surveying at DUT. The first year was the hardest year for us as a couple. Whenever Thapelo didn't get ahold of me he would accuse me that I was cheating on him because he wasn't there with me. The insecurity was at it best on him. I also had my insecurities but it didn't measure to his. End of first year I found out that he was cheating on me. We broke up. It was a two months break up. But we get back together. So the following years got better but we were always fighting. I don't know how our love survived but it did survive and thrive. Mpendulo was also with Thapelo studying a different course. Nkululeko was in Johannesburg doing fashion design. On my 3rd year I lost both my grandfathers. My grandpa from Cape Town and grandpa from Richards bay. I had a difficult time focusing on my studies but my parents and Nkululeko were supportive. Thapelo too was supportive. My grandmothers were widows. When I was doing my fourth year my aunt Melokuhle bought a house. She was staying there

tears involved but what is important is we're still kicking and alive. Glory to God! After giving birth I didn't want to let go of my baby but my mother had to go back home with him. I was always thinking about him. Every month end I used to go home and see him. My dad was against me traveling every month but I was saving my own money so he wasn't allowed to complain. A few months down the line I found out that my parents allowed Sphephelo to father my child without even telling me. I was really angry and heartbroken. But I forgave them. I let go of all the anger that I had for him. I did it for the sake of peace and my son. Sphephile was my blessing in disguise. My matric year was pretty hectic but with Thapelo and Mpendulo studying together with me. I didn't struggle. With no big tummy I didn't let "Khasa what" get to me. I proved my dad wrong and got distinctions for all my subjects. I got a bursary to study medicine so my dad didn't pay a cent for my studies. My parents were really proud of me. I was really happy. That was the best moments of my life.
Varsity? Thapelo went to Durban. He was doing Surveying at DUT. The first year was the hardest year for us as a couple. Whenever Thapelo didn't get ahold of me he would accuse me that I was cheating on him because he wasn't there with me. The insecurity was at it best on him. I also had my insecurities but it didn't measure to his. End of first year I found out that he was cheating on me. We broke up. It was a two months break up. But we get back together. So the following years got better but we were always fighting. I don't know how our love survived but it did survive and thrive. Mpendulo was also with Thapelo studying a different course. Nkululeko was in Johannesburg doing fashion design. On my 3rd year I lost both my grandfathers. My grandpa from Cape Town and grandpa from Richards bay. I had a difficult time focusing on my studies but my parents and Nkululeko were supportive. Thapelo too was supportive. My grandmothers were widows. When I was doing my fourth year my aunt Melokuhle bought a house. She was staying there she had a car and she was pretty successful. But her relationships always failed. I wanted my own space too so I kept my flat. I was staying alone. I didn't go with her but I was there most of the times. Everyone in my family was good.
Thapelo did his 3 years and finished in record time. He graduated and came to work in Johannesburg. But he was working and completing his BTech part time. It was better on my fourth year because he was also in Johannesburg. He wasn't living with his parents he had his own apartment. After matric "Khasa what" went back to London. She gave up on Thapelo because he wasn't giving in. Both our parents didn't know that we're still dating. It was just between us and our friends. We have dated for 6 years. Baby daddy was also working. He was living with his daughter. His foster mom was married now. But our son was living my parents and I refused to give him his father's surname.
This story will continue on the beginning of the 5th year. I am 21 years old now going to turn 22 on this new year I am doing Medicine at WITS. I have three more years to go then I will be a Qualified Doctor. Let me take you on to the LAST RIDE.

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