Outside Tata Nelson Mandela’s home.
I remember this day. During my mom’s performance I met Tata. I wish there was time to take a picture with him. A very tall man. His presence was strong yet gentle. He grabbed mom by the hand,hugged her & asked passionately ” how is your father(my late granddad Alfred Nokwe)? Your father is a very smart man! I have great respect for that man.” That said mouthful! Him acknowledging my grandfather with so much dignity & respect said a mouthful about who Tata is. His words brought comfort & peace to the entire family up to this day because it wiped away the trauma & pain that the family had suffered many years ago. During the apartheid time my family was falsely accused of being spies(izimpimpi) due to tribal frictions & personal jealousies. By the time my family was proven innocent the damaged had already been done & the scars remained. He turned around & asked “who is this?” referring to me. My mom replied ” my daughter, Nirvana.” Here I am, a tiny 5 year old little girl looking at this gigantic figure who was respected by the whole world. I could not stop smiling. He said to me “you are going to be the next president”. Till this day, his words ring in my head. I’m still not sure if he said that just to make me smile or if it was a genuine prophecy. Oh well, only time & my determination can tell. Years later, when my mom & aunt were invited to a private storytelling breakfast with Tata, they reminded him of me & I was privileged to receive an autograph from Tata. I was over the moon & couldn’t contain my excitement. The next day of school I was showing off my special one of a kind autograph from Tata. Lala Ngokuthula Warrior of Peace❤️ & thank you.