By: Aluta Humbane

Mzamo once again flipped through the pages of his life to reveal only  for uniq magazine readers, the traces of his footsteps. Not only that, a treat  for uniqmagazinesa readers.
His free download of his new Hit single ‘One time’

In part 1 of Mzamo’s Diary, A Journey to fame- and love. He traced his humble beginnings from Ndwedwe, as a baby. And his path growing up as a homosexual man in a world that juxtaposed love and hate in a single hand

In 2007 at the University of Kwa-Zulu Natal, Howard College – I met this ‘Queen’ who totally ruled the Campus. Loud mouth who was always seen with the hottest girls on campus strutting to lectures. I must admit, even then, he was larger than life!
Our journey picks up from that very point…

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Can you tell our readers about your University life. What did you study – and how did Tertiary experience shape your life? when I graduated from High school (2004), my mom suggested I study Law, as I was so smart. However, I insisted on studying music.
It may sound like a gay- or African cliche’/ stereotype,  but they didn’t believe in my talent. Or rather the field of arts, Thus  refused to fund my studies if it were arts.
It was only after 2 years, which I abstained in studying as protest to their expectation that they submitted to my desires.

During that 2 years gap, I somewhat had already started studying my icons whom were successful Performers such as Beyonce and Christina Aguilera. Whom  inspired me tremendously, especially their  work ethic and their journey to success-and fame.
‘If you want success, study success’ was my philosophy.
Especially because out of the talent comes strategies – and discipline.

In 2007, I eventually I enrolled to study a BA Media and Music Degree. At that point my strategy was clear, ‘if i want to persue super stardom in South Africa- and abroad. I would have to challenge myself to conqour Howard College. I recall times I used to take the residence bus to campus- and I would just break out in song, in the bus aloud. This of course came with mixed reactions, especially from the boys who thought ngiyaphapha, But nevertheless I would do my thing- in my mind I kept saying to myself ‘ngizonifundisa, nozozeningithande’

I was to my dismay disappointed with the lack of freedom and originality that lacked in the music school which was only bombarded with academic engagement. I was suffocating as I wanted to be free.
The turnaround in my personal life at university was through in-depth understanding of sexuality and its vastness. For the first time I could openly say I was gay. Gay – with the connotation of being happy, and not the scientific jargon used to identify homosexual men. After all, it is all a matter of semantics. The labelling of a certain sexual minority offended me, because- very seldom straight people go around pronouncing their sexuality to be acknowledged or or critiqued. Therefore, the politics of sexual identification is one I refused to ascribe.

I concluded  myself as a normal human being!
Acompanion needs to embody values which are socially shared, not sexually shared.
I considered myself very powerful- infact if somebody asked to describe myself in one word it would be POWER, this is because. It took strength to stand my ground and be who I am at the face of a judgmental world- and to endure persecution without diverting from my being.

There was a day were I woke up and I realised, wow Mzamo Has arrived. This was when I entered Idols – but it soon became an eye opener as I realised that I have so much room to grow. Idols was my first taste of national success, however was short lived when I couldn’t live up to the demands of theatre week. I recall how I cried because my voice was gone- and immediately realised the fears of my parents refusing to let me study music. At that point I reviewed my plans, and realised if I was going to be a superstar, music should not be the only leg I stand with, I appreciated having studied and completing my degree as it offered leverage.
After Idols I realised that if at all I am to succeed in the industry, I would have to move to Johannesburg. I devised a lie to my mom of a job prospect as I was engulfed with overwhelming ambition, it was risky, but I was willing to take it.
Upon my arrival in the big city, with only R300 wore my best cloths, make-up and targeted the retail industry. This for me was strategic as I knew that if I was to hussle, I need to be where the people would be.
The First day I landed I remmeber very well that it was 6 – o’clock and in winter, I sat and planned that the following day, I would, with the R300 invade Johannesburg in persuit of employment. And so did I targeted female boutiques because that’s where I felt I could be more successful.  The third shop which I entered and left my CV called me literally after an hour I had left, the owner said, Mzamo, I liked you and I would like you to come for an for an interview. I got the job in a clothing store in Rosebank and had ridiculous hours – 9 to 9. At that point I saw my plans being diluted as there was no time to hussle.
3 weeks later- I  quit – and with my head bowed took bus back to Durban.

A week later I got a call for another retail shop in Johannesburg – and I returned. One day on the floor I saw this white lady who was carrying a Channel bag, I walked up to her and very dramatically exclaimed my love for it. She walked out of the shop- and about 10 minutes later came back and offered me to work at her private boutique with my desired salary scale. Right there, like a cinderella narrative, life changed.
The employment paid me enough  be able to buy cloths and make up which would be the beginning of an independent life. This gave me resources to look flawless – I literally was a walking advertisement of the dream and brand I always envisioned. that is the time the Big brother opportunity came about.
I had never watched Big Brother before, and my mom suggested I audition. I came after work and me and a friend were the last people.
The first audition, a lady whom was part of the crew called me aside and said ‘you know what, this is the most weirdest thing, because I once came into a shop and you were singing, you were so alluring, and left such an impression that I told my mom about this gorgeous gay guy’ she added by saying, you are exactly what this show needs.
I made it right through all auditions and got the call.
The absurd thing about accepting the challenge was that I never got into Big Brother to win it. For me it was an opportunity to market myself. ‘Ngangingazile ukuzodlala or ukusineka, but came in with a plan of launching Mzamo to South Africa.
I consider 2014 my launch year because after big brother, everything just fell into place.
In the middle of an interview with Bob Mabena on Khaya FM, Bhuti Sipho Sithole calls live on air and says ‘Mzamo, when you are done with the interview, please come see me, I want to sign you’ and that was the seal of my record deal with Native Rythms, simultaneously I was called into rythm city and from there all of a sudden the dreams of a Ndwedwe born child.  Were materializing.

I realised that fate somehow has a plan for one, especially, if against all odds, one persists for what they believe in.

In the final part of Mzamo’s Diary, A Journey to love and fame.
Mzamo reveal opens us to his philosophy and work ethic, his plans for the future – and ‘Marriage’.