Now its got Khayelitsha right next to it and Mitchells Plain, and Strand is moving in from the other side. Only one white person I spoke to in Cape Town knew what a kramat was and he told me that, as a child walking on the mountain, he used to believe that giants were buried there. But then I suppose this place is still fractured and scarred by the state's destruction of one of the country's most vibrant, culturally mixed areas, District Six. Perhaps it's this vacuum that the Cape Times's recent 'One City Many Cultures' campaign is intended to address. I am drawn back to that kramat on Signal Hill and the way it made me feel on that day three years ago.
All religions have their collaborationists and their resisters.
Harun was a radical idealist. There was a strong connection between the black consciousness movement and the Islamic movement of the time. Both sought to find an African interpretation of the United States's black power movement. I return to the kramat on Signal Hill at dusk. After spending some time in the incense-scented interior, I return to the side of the hill where my friends and I sat on that tragic day three years ago.