I write as I see. I write as I feel. I write as I hear.
Phindela’s Muses is the pen name of Nqobile Ncube. After much prodding i reluctantly waded into transferring my thoughts to the electronic notebook. I write as I see. I write as I feel. I write as I hear. I prod the deepest vivid image I can conjure and if at least one person derives some good from it then I am a happy man.
But how am I clean when I have been using the same water to ‘cleanse’ myself. How does the soapy, murky water that flows away when I pull the basin plug certify me clean? Honestly if I use the water that removed my dandruff to cleanse my feet does that render me clean?