Where is Nokuthala Simelane
My family and I have not rested since we learnt that my sister went missing. We know the most terrible things about what she suffered. But we don’t know how she died and where her body is today. We have spent three decades looking for Nokuthula.
We even appointed private detectives to assist us. Until we find her remains, or get answers about what really happened to her, we remain trapped in the past.
We did not expect the former South African Police to investigate themselves. However, we firmly believed that the new democratic South Africa would take the necessary steps.
We were wrong. This was the second betrayal of Nokuthula and everything she stood for. This betrayal cut the deepest. My father went to his grave without knowing what happened to Nokuthula. My mother, now sick and old, fears that she will die without knowing – and without burying Nokuthula’s remains with the dignity she deserves.
