Who am I? You know I have been searching for an answer to this question for the past 54 years, February 03 1952, and still I don’t know.
Mpho Manwedi you say? Actually it should be Manoeli, but someone during the apartheid years saw fit to write it as he/she saw fit and there was nothing I could do so I just left it at that and this adds to, “Who is Mpho Manwedi? ”
The name Mpho means a gift and I would really like to live up to it. But then, who is he?
Is he, that stubborn man who wants to do away with the injustices of this world? A man who would rather set aside his own problems and find fulfillment in helping others?
Or is he, that little man-boy who cries when he hears a sad song? The man-boy who laughs when he watches comics on television? The one, who gets frustrated by the sadness in this world?
The man-boy, who will rather forgive and forget?
The one, who will give his last penny just to make somebody happy or, the man-boy who will pick up a pen and just write about what he feels?
Or, is he that detached individual who gets bored even in a happy crowd? The individual, who would rather sit inside and look out through the window of his soul and watch the world go by?
The individual who calms the stubborn man and brings comfort to the man-boy?
Who is Mpho?
Well maybe you can help me find out so go on you are welcome to try.