This seems to be futile as we soon find Marubini slowly losing her mind with a recurring song, “Bana ba sekolo, bana ba sekolo.
Her mom has convinced herself that he got killed because of his calling and has vowed to raise her kids away from it.
Her father was a sangoma who “dies” on his way from work on her birthday. She came a month overdue and the skies started pouring the minute she arrived, but hey… elders know best. I would’ve thought Mapula – she who brings the rain – was a more fitting name. Named by her maternal grandmother who saw her as a sign bringing them into the future after her parents had tried to have kids so many times to no avail. Marubini – the place of old from where we once came – is her name. A young woman who has managed to relocate to Cape Town and is working as a marketer for a wine estate after quitting advertising in the bustling Johannesburg.Įverything seems perfect she met the man of her wildest dreams, she’s in a beautiful city with her best friend and she stays in an apartment by the promenade where the ocean lulls her to sleep every night. Maybe it wouldn’t but you don’t know that, all you know is that it could have.Ī beautifully written story about how your truth will always find you. No one can say they remember every moment of their childhood but imagine not remembering the one moment that could have been responsible for steering your life in a completely different direction to the picture you have now.
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