YOU know we girls will do anything for a party. So off we went on South African Airways to the annual Freedom Day Celebrations in Mumbai, India.
YOU know we girls will do anything for a party. So off we went on South African Airways to the annual Freedom Day Celebrations in Mumbai, India.
It was amazing because it's hot and humid there and we South Africans had not expected this. Most of the people walked around wiping their faces with towels and we immediately understood why Speedy likes the idea.
The function was held in a conference centre that was beautifully decorated with South African and Indian flags. Though there are not many africans in India, everybody wore the Bafana Bafana jersey - much to our delight.
Beautifully-dressed high commissioner Harris Majeke gave an inspiring speech about why we were celebrating 20 years of Nelson Mandela's freedom.
Majeke and his equally hospitable wife made sure we celebrated everything South African. They impressed us all by being dressed in traditional Xhosa garb from head to toe.
The guest of honour was Mandla Mandela, who read a message of goodwill from his venerable granddad Rolihlahla Mandela.
Mandla was in high spirits after delivering the message. He even went on stage and danced with Afro-pop sensation Ntando which got him a standing ovation.
The inkosi was happy even though some claimed to be suspicious about his rhythm.
Barefoot and regal in a lion skin and Xhosa garb, Mandla made us happy because he was sans any of his wives. The girls were all smiling, probably hoping to be the inkosi's third or fourth wife.
One of Ntando's vivacious dancers tried all she could to get his attention, but just like the rest if us, all she got was a royal smile.
Ntando's performance was so magical he had the elderly Indian men and women embarrassing themselves with their obvious lack of rhythm.
We chatted to cricketer Gary Kirsten, who was there with some yummy white men, but since he was royalty he was soon ignored.
With vuvuzela's blaring, women ululating and many showing off their Sun Goddess outfits, it was time for us girls to retire.
We're off to New Delhi to celebrate all that is South African in food, music and dance.
Oh, it has to be said that besides the inkosi, we are very proud of the South Africans representing us over there in India.
We found ourselves laughed at by the Indians, who obviously do not get to see many africans here.
We are off to The Grand. No, not the strip club.
A celebration of SA in India
YOU know we girls will do anything for a party. So off we went on South African Airways to the annual Freedom Day Celebrations in Mumbai, India.
YOU know we girls will do anything for a party. So off we went on South African Airways to the annual Freedom Day Celebrations in Mumbai, India.
It was amazing because it's hot and humid there and we South Africans had not expected this. Most of the people walked around wiping their faces with towels and we immediately understood why Speedy likes the idea.
The function was held in a conference centre that was beautifully decorated with South African and Indian flags. Though there are not many africans in India, everybody wore the Bafana Bafana jersey - much to our delight.
Beautifully-dressed high commissioner Harris Majeke gave an inspiring speech about why we were celebrating 20 years of Nelson Mandela's freedom.
Majeke and his equally hospitable wife made sure we celebrated everything South African. They impressed us all by being dressed in traditional Xhosa garb from head to toe.
The guest of honour was Mandla Mandela, who read a message of goodwill from his venerable granddad Rolihlahla Mandela.
Mandla was in high spirits after delivering the message. He even went on stage and danced with Afro-pop sensation Ntando which got him a standing ovation.
The inkosi was happy even though some claimed to be suspicious about his rhythm.
Barefoot and regal in a lion skin and Xhosa garb, Mandla made us happy because he was sans any of his wives. The girls were all smiling, probably hoping to be the inkosi's third or fourth wife.
One of Ntando's vivacious dancers tried all she could to get his attention, but just like the rest if us, all she got was a royal smile.
Ntando's performance was so magical he had the elderly Indian men and women embarrassing themselves with their obvious lack of rhythm.
We chatted to cricketer Gary Kirsten, who was there with some yummy white men, but since he was royalty he was soon ignored.
With vuvuzela's blaring, women ululating and many showing off their Sun Goddess outfits, it was time for us girls to retire.
We're off to New Delhi to celebrate all that is South African in food, music and dance.
Oh, it has to be said that besides the inkosi, we are very proud of the South Africans representing us over there in India.
We found ourselves laughed at by the Indians, who obviously do not get to see many africans here.
We are off to The Grand. No, not the strip club.
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