My Heart Remembers Mandoza
I write this post with a deep sense of loss, the kind of loss that one would feel having lost someone really close. I was sitting at home yesterday on a rather gloomy Sunday afternoon when I got the news of Mandoza’s passing. I was actually sitting with someone who had been a friend of his at the time his career was starting to bloom in the 90s. We both started recalling all of our encounters with Mdu -as he was affectionately known to his friends. How he always rocked those sunglasses. How he loved his children, his wife, and his family generally. We lamented his performances how energetic they were. In contrast, the gentleman that he was, how shy he was . I actually wondered whether that was the reason he also wore sunglasses .
As I watched TV and listened to the radio and heard his music, I was not only reminded of Mandoza’s life but also of my own youth that was woven into the music. How different songs from his music represented different times in my life.
With Chiskop – I remembered the late Sibusiso as a member of the group who passed in the early 2000s. I wondered how General was doing? How he was holding up after losing another friend, a brother. I asked myself how Mapaputsi was doing , more often than not, where you saw Mandoza you would spot Mapaputsi.
Then I thought of his wife, I know that Mpho loved her husband. I wondered how she was holding up, what was going through their children’s minds . Losing a parent is not easy. My heart went out to Tokollo – his son who I saw speaking about his dad on the public broadcaster soon after the news of his death broke. Tokollo spoke about how his dad wanted to spend time with them because he didn’t grow up with his dad. How he asked him to look after his siblings and his mother when he passes.
I’m still battling with the news of Mandoza’s passing. My heart is heavy but I know that Mduduzi Tshabalala lived a full life. His memory will definitely live through his music.
Rest In peace Mshengu , Nkalakatha , Godoba !
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