Oh! Supreme Lord Guruvayurappa, you have entered into the ocean of wild creatures creating tumultuous waves. The wild creatures of netherworld were horrified while you were producing boisterous roar and searching for Mother Earth. Uma ethi umshado waba u-R4 kuya ku-R5 million kusho ukuthi kwaba imali yakhe leyo. Mina ngakhokhela umshado wesintu owawusekhaya,” kusho uGigaba. UnexpectedI'm not much of a one for dancing. Whilst others delight in escapades on the dance floor, I would much rather stay here, in the comfort of the cushions we recline upon, engaged in conversation with the other scholars. Around me I have gathered a group of friends, all of us of similar temperament and interest. Around me they sit now, smiling and talking animatedly, and for once I find myself simply listening, enjoying the moment.Then I feel a soft tap upon my shoulder. Looking up, I see the smiling face of my one different friend. Loud and effortlessly charming, the warrior and I are complete opposites. And yet we are friends, the best of friends. Still, I wonder what he is doing here. Usually he would be swinging some partner round the dance floor, delighting them with his prowess and skill. "Are you alright?" I ask, thinking that something more sinister than desire to see a friend has brought him to my side.His grin inexplicably widens. "Worried for my safety now?" he asks roguishly