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Reflective Non-Fiction
The Spectre of Hair: A Note on Dehumanised Perception
I was recently telling some of my comrades that I am fast approaching a decision to cut my hair. For one, it just keeps growing and I don’t know what [I’m going] to do with it. That is still less annoying than the tired questions I get asking me the same thing. The more substantive … Continue reading The Spectre of Hair: A Note on Dehumanised Perception
The things which ask the biggest questions of me
It seems that I may be starting to develop an annual habit roundabout this time of year, which makes me contemplate in broad strokes “what I’m doing with my life”. Whilst I am up for reflection, I’m not overly fond of doing this as an annual event so to speak. It suggests that I have … Continue reading The things which ask the biggest questions of me
Protected: To be Young and Angry: Reflections on Growing up, Love and Duty
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Differences Matter
The last few years have been characterised by frequent and intense spectacle, particularly for those of us who have been based in institutions of higher learning. In sharp contrast, the year 2018 – at least on a personal front – has not only taken the form of a fizzling and hollowing out character; instead, it … Continue reading Differences Matter
Are you on track?
The last time I answered that question, almost a year ago, I told my bursar that I would be graduating at the end of 2017 or early 2018 depending on how the university academic calendar would be structured. I also indicated that the effective date of my joining Ernst and Young (EY – the bursar/firm … Continue reading Are you on track?
Please Do Not Call Me a Rebel
A few days ago I was at the airport waiting for a lift to pick me up. Cape Town weather was a welcoming sight in comparison to the rainy temperament of Johannesburg. Notwithstanding the drought in the city, the symbolic meaning behind a bright and sunny day was uplifting: in the sense that it so … Continue reading Please Do Not Call Me a Rebel
Returns and Dislocation
“The motif of the African “been-to” as a failed bohemian “revolutionary” appeared earlier in Armah’s Fragments. We remember that in this novel, Baako, unlike other “been-tos” returned home wearing jeans, and carrying a guitar and a typewriter as sole luggage. Right from the beginning, he isolated himself from his community, which reproached him the fact … Continue reading Returns and Dislocation
500 Legs of Distance
I imagine Five Hundred Legs of Distance would make for a good book or novel title if I were to write one. But alas, or rather; for the sake of what’s useful as at the time of writing, it will be the title of this piece. The emotional need for human beings to express themselves, … Continue reading 500 Legs of Distance
Adrift Movement; The Dark Light of Children of Hope
Amongst the skies, it was once often rumoured that at the passing of darkness, a tiny, bright – but dark – luminous spark, hidden deep in the belly of the night, would swell into a giant light as it consumed its own surrounding darkness to greet the new day. The day was always harsh and … Continue reading Adrift Movement; The Dark Light of Children of Hope
Simon Rakei 