Waking up to the rain, on this morning of all mornings, this word is in my head. Usually, it’s accompanied – esikaNandi. In recorded Zulu memory, the greatest lamentation ever felt is idiomatically captured as “the lamentation of Nandi”. EsikaMadiba. Namuhlanje sikhala isililo sikaMadiba. isiLilo is the wailing, the lamentation, over the dead. It consumes […]
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