MAVUKI

Khuba felt the heavy burden he had carried all morning evaporating from his shoulders and being replaced by some kind of a cool joie de vivre. Somehow, he felt an invisible force transporting him to a magical realm, he had never known before. And he liked the feeling…. The young man was jolted to reality when the waters started bubbling and being unstable as if somebody was heating them from below. And out of the inner depths, there emerged something that caused a series of heavy thuds on his chest. He stood there breathless and speechless, his eyes dilating with wonder and greatest admiration. In front of Khuba stood a young woman, her body dripping all over, with golden petals of water. Her Afro-like hair was like a rainbow crown at the head of an angelic being. The woman’s face glowed like a new sun. The eyes shimmered like the stars on a summer night. The breasts of the damsel stood firm and erect, yet tender looking like the mofolomo fruit…