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Date: Sep 10, 2012 7:30 PM
Subject: Fw: Fwd: A tribute to a friend, sister, a fellow lioness:Samke
Zondo- Leader of the BMF YP- Gugu Ndima
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*From: * Gugu Ndima <[email protected]>
*Date: *Mon, 10 Sep 2012 18:53:08 +0200
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*Subject: *Fwd: A tribute to a friend, sister, a fellow lioness:Samke
Zondo- Leader of the BMF YP- Gugu Ndima



*A tribute to a friend, sister, a fellow lioness*

*Samke Zondo *

*leader of the BMF YP*

*10 September 2012 *

*10H00 am *

Samke I must have had to hear it five times in order to believe that you
are really gone. Am in pain, speechless and withering in my tears and grief
as I attempt to do justice in describing what you had become in my life. I
had no idea death could be this pitiless; its inability to prepare us
leaves us be dazed.

I logged on to my gmail chat, hoping I would get a message from you saying
“friend did you hear that people said I died in a car accident.” Then maybe
we would laugh about it, drive to Sandton and we catch up.

 Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face; I remember when I first
met you; I was still the spokesperson of YCL.  You had honoured an
invitation on behalf of BMF Young Professionals to hear our views and what
should happen to empower young people in the first Youth summit we held as
YCL.

I specifically remember you had a pencil skirt on, an elegant polka dot
shirt and a cardigan. No one could have missed you that day, as you exhumed
confidence. Your hair tied back with an afro pony tail.  You looked pure,
beautiful, and too young to have that much authority in your voice. I
introduced myself and like a fellow alpha woman, you gave me an assertive
look, with that innocent smile; from that moment on, it would be the
beginning of a rich friendship and sisterhood. Even after the summit, we
sat hours on end, I hope you have forgiven me for thinking that day you
were Shaka’s lady  J.

>From that day on, I knew I had met my equal, a friend who could challenge
me, have my back and understand my school of thought. I remember you
teasing me that I looked nothing like a communist; I think you still hold
the same views.  Most people were fascinated by the similarities in
physique and approach.  You accepted me the way I was and in no way judged
me. You quickly became a dear friend, a sister and an aunt to my son.  In
my battles as a single parent you were willing to help without question, a
woman I had hardly known would be decent enough to ask if my son was okay
and spoil him.......That is the heart you had. Your nature was caring
unequivocally for a person you held dear to your heart. Driving me to
Katlehong after your meetings at BMF was nothing for you as you believed I
could add value into your life. We shared aspirations to change this
country, shape ideas and bring context into some of the political madness
we would spend hours debating about.

One thing that I will always admire about you fellow lioness, is that you
remained fearless in everything you did. Where men emaciated in fear to
sound politically correct, you dared those on the throne.   BMF Young
Professionals became your baby, a baby you nurtured and could never accept
infiltration by mediocrity. You led when others chose to retreat.

 Tactful or not Samke, you made a mark for yourself. I can’t believe I have
lost you.  Am grieving for the time we were still to spend, I grieve for
the man that would have had your heart, I grieve for the children who would
have been blessed to have you as a mother, I grieve for the intellect,
knowledge and commitment you were still going to deposit into the world.  We
had plans my friend, we had plans.  As you would always say when I become
Minister, you would be running a parastatal. Yes you had no borders in
ambition and determination, because you were no ordinary woman.

Your kind come few and far in between hence I can’t accept your death.  There
is so much that you still needed to do with me.  I call you lioness because
you even committed to the ANCYL despite the stereotypes surrounding you. I
remember you saying, “*Friend I will go to these meetings even if they
disapprove of my twang, where on earth do they think I will go? To the DA-
never, I am no Lindiwe Mazibuko and I will remain in the ANC and ANCYL.”  *Big
up Samke Zondo!

 As we promised each other, we will take this revolution forward in red
stilettos. I have my red stilettos on and it’s in your honour dear.   Red
resembling passion, drive and consciousness, stilettos resembling women who
can take to the streets as well as the boardroom. As you always said, you
will leave me to the chanting and politics whilst you fight the battles in
white dominated corporate boardrooms. Wow what a team we could have been
Samke. Am shattered!

You lived your life in a way many envy and will never live. You have
inspired me in my endeavours to conquer mountains and become the greatest I
can be.  You passed on in a month of purity, renewal, new beginnings and
hope-September. This can only mean that you are God’s chosen. Sadly another
person I loved dearly passed on in September, my true King- my father-
eleven years ago.

Legends my friend die young. Che Guevara, Solomon Mahlangu,  Bantu Steve
Biko.....You join legends that lived their lives to the fullest in a very
short space of time and dared to lead where others couldn’t.

*Abokhokho bakho baka Zondo, bazoku’mukela ngezinhliziyo ezimphlophe. *

*Indlela oziphathe ngayo, indlela odlale indima yakho la emhlabeni
,iyathokozisa kakhulu. *

*Ulale ngoxolo sisi wami, mlingani wami*

*Engikwaziyo ukuthi izindlela zethu ziyophinde zixhumane ngelinye ilanga,
masekuvuma Ingonyama yeZulu*

*Love you always, heart broken*

*MaNdima*
*(Gugu Ndima)
*
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Gugu Ndima
+27 76 783 1516



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