As the days have gone by and we move closer and closer to the day when we will place Tata Mandela's remains at home in Qunu, I can’t help but feel touched and cry every time I read something new or see a grand gesture by people and world bodies in respect of a man from Qunu. I shed a few as I applauded with all Arsenal fans around the world even for someone who was fortunate to have met and seen him on occasions and but didn’t fully appreciate it at the time due to my tender age.
From the remaining days I hope that the repeated messages of the qualities of Mandela will resonate deeply into our country her people and maybe can reflect on what we want to be known for as a nation. Within our mourning, we should also understand the common loss we have in this amazingly common man, and I say that not to diminish his stature but to understand what made him saintly. His life reads of someone who consciously chose to be an honourable human. Mandela chose to be patient with people, chose to make time for people and chose to remain true to a divine purpose that was intended for so many and many more still to come.
For all those people that Mandela invested time in personally I hope they take that investment and give it back to this land, to these people and this world. In our various tones of skin, we cry collectively and we should collectively look at our common pain, love for person and note that lack of difference between us.
As this country gave us Mandela before our own knowledge, we should have the courage to choose the correct and yet unpopular qualities that this world needs. It should be our commitment to make sure that Rolihlahla was not the last great human we share with the world, we owe Mandela, to prove his noble beliefs and generous love by raising many defenders of our freedoms and the weak. We lived and walked amongst a Saint in our lifetime.
We are blessed to be able to send off this world’s greatest statesman and drape him in the colours of our nation. He touched the world and we must touch it again and again. Phumla Diba, it is done. Your born-free’s and get-free’s are here and we’ll remember to smile with you every time we see you in our pockets.
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