The HourGlass with Mbofho

A few months ago I came across this piece written by Thabo "Coach T" Mogano and It stayed with me. I have since started challenging myself with the question everytime I try something new and different; Then what?   Then what? It may sound like an incomplete sentence but for the purposes of my blog today I want to start with this exact question. Then What?  This is a question I often ask myself after I have read a book, completed a course or simply learned something new. It forces me to engage with what I have just learned and comprehend what changes need to follow this "new” knowledge that I have acquired.  I recently had a conversation with someone who told me their target for the year was to read over 50 books. I will admit at first I thought this was a noble pursuit but my reflective nature then decided to pose a question to this young man.  "How many books have you read in the past two years?" After a reflective pause he boldly said to me "...

You know how people say how your twenties are the craziest years of your life, well there is no disputing that fact, but have you seen a 10-year-old wild out? Now, before you get carried away in no way was I going clubbing or staying out the only illegal thing I did A LOT was playing outside with my friends WITHOUT asking for permission. Growing up my parents were super strict; you could get the beating of your life for breathing the wrong way. Everyone in our neighbourhood till this day knows that my parents do not play, they mean serious business. But home girl has always been gangster I was not having any of it, I loved playing outside with my friends and I felt like they were just ruining my life with all these insanely strict rules. I was known as the rebellious one and my sister the sweet one, which annoyed me cause my family was blind to all my sisters wrong doings and she had a good way of hiding it from them. Me on the other hand was always at the receiving end of my sis...

Dating is one of the most critical stages in the process of growing up. I guess it is safe to say that most of us have been asked out at some stage in our lives. Similarly for men, they too have asked someone out at some point in their lifetime. Asking someone out can be awkward at the best of times. You are two total strangers attempting to get to know each other, impress, excite, and have fun in the process. But that is a lot easier said than done, right? Ever wondered whether there is a right way to ask or be asked out on a date? Ever been ask out by a guy and thought “Nah, this is not it? There’s zero effort here”. Today's discussion will probably expose how fussy I am about “The Approach”; however I believe that finding the right strategy to ask someone out may increase your chances of getting a date. Although I might not be the most experienced person to tackle this topic (My dating experience leaves a lot to be desired); allow me to share my account of what I have seen ov...

Growing old or dying young More often the question, “What is the best age to die?” gets thrown around in conversations amongst young people, for some reason no one ever aims at anything less than 50. We could all be young, but we never really fall under the same umbrella/group. We have the curious about life and death kind, and also the kind that flat out refuses to imagine what an end to their life or that of those around them would mean. I would rather die young: I imagine if I’m to die at a young age, than having to grow old and eventually die of natural causes, that should mean that I’m going to live out my best life and accomplish all that I’ve set out for my life at a young age. Sounds like a plan, except whose to say at what pace am I going to go through life. I imagine full speed no pit stops, no room reserved for second guessing any decision, or even regrets for that matter. I would rush through each accomplishment, and any important event, and then, after all that is done, I ...