Category: Prose

The flow of magic


If you had a chance to stand on the terrace of Atteridgeville Community library of yester yore; lulled by a pungent of a freshly manicured lawn whose pathway was lined with flowers, you looked across a busy roundabout, to face Mazakhele. That neighbourhood, in an inclination, continuously sprawled westward.

On your near right hand side would be an array of matorokisi coaches shops which consisted of a Hardware, Café, Diary Shop, Butchery and a shop that sold odds and bits you could find in the first three shops. What a snapshot tinged with sepia tones of nostalgia. But no bookshop.
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Mmutle Arthur Kgokong/Intraparadox

Hindsight: The insignificant civil servant


In any circumstances wherein unforeseen problems crops up one is bound to analyze the situation comprehensively in an effort to make sense of what is happening. Perhaps to a certain extend it dulls the nerves a little bit when we think we have found the source of our troubles, even if we are wrong, there is a cold comfort in suspicion and strength in isolating a challenge.… Read More Hindsight: The insignificant civil servant

Mmutle Arthur Kgokong/Intraparadox

Presence in absence


A switch off occurs when you go off the grid of social media connectivity whereby you go amiss in the digital social life of people who have you listed as their friend knowingly or unknowingly. Quite a number of people could care less whether you are around at the best of times. Unless if you are a kwaito star who has reached the nirvana of a staple diet wherein your devotees daily probing, poking and in-boxing of your person is their reassurance that they are part of the world we live in.… Read More Presence in absence

Mmutle Arthur Kgokong/Intraparadox

At the other end; a person *unknown and the Dandy Kleva


With colorful food tossed down and the hooch doing its fair job the dAndy-kLeva visited the main toilet in the backyard where mostly family members sat about chatting and drinking. The party in whose honor we would never know was now in full swing. You only had to take in the scene with unblinking eyes and a swig of breath to appreciate swell of this party.… Read More At the other end; a person *unknown and the Dandy Kleva

Mmutle Arthur Kgokong/Intraparadox

Speed Blog: 21 September 1976


Over this nothing compares to when a silent friend whom has fallen off the radar chips in as well to the happy birthday mount. Ah, It revives one’s hope in second chances in friendship and cements one’s positive resolution in one’s faith in humanity. So I would like to thank you all in advance for being in my life and for your support in my life’s work especially as far as the writerly is concerned for reading my textual spins and weaves.… Read More Speed Blog: 21 September 1976

Mmutle Arthur Kgokong/Intraparadox