Ships that pass in the night 2/5

By Drum Digital
28 July 2014

Mmegi woke up beside a man who didn’t know her name

It was hardly the most passionate invitation Mmegi had ever received but he had spoken to her and had even started the conversation.

He’d just made random remarks and a little joke or two at first but he could easily have turned away from her and ignored her.After all, they were just two strangers who happened to be in the same place at the same time.

And the chat had become more and more friendly. They spoke about things they had done, places they had been to. “I’ve just been up in Maun visiting my sister, Naledi,” Mmegi told him. “She’s married to a safari guide. So we had a long weekend in the Okavango Delta at a luxury lodge. We got to see elephants, hippos, even a pride of lions just after a kill.”

“No tigers, then?” asked Vusi (or was itVuyisile?). She frowned and shook her head. “No, there are no tigers in Af—” And then sherealised he was only teasing and they burst out laughing, sharing the joke.

Of course Mmegi didn’t tell him how sad she had felt at the bush lodge. Especially late in the evenings when she went off to bed on her own. Naledi was five years younger than her and was already married to her dashing, well-qualified safari guide. There was even a baby on the way! There, in her luxury room at the safari lodge, Mmegi had gone to bed alone.

She had heard Naledi and her husband next door, talking quietly. Mmegi had stared out through the open curtains into the moonless night. “Why is it that I am still single?” she had thought. “I’m almost 29 and still no man to call my own.” Mmegi kept quiet about that. It was not something you shared with a stranger, especially not a handsome stranger who seemed to be just a few years older than you!

And then Vusi (or was it Vuyani?) had told her about places he’d been to, mainly in Botswana too. Francistown and Palapye, Kanye and Shoshong. “I work for an NGO,” he explained.

“We take care of orphans and vulnerable children. I often travel up to Botswana to share ideas with fieldworkers there. I go up by bus, sometimes by luxury coach if I’m lucky. There’s definitely no money for airfares in our organisation.

To be continued...

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