There was a guy named KK which stand for Khumbulani Khumalo but he lived with his parents whose surnames were Zondi so at home he was called a Zondi , he lived with them but he had these questions there was this most disturbing thing for him, every month they would send him to this place he didn't know it name and every time he get to this place he was called Khumbulani Khumalo and this confused him so much.Well when he was 15 years old his father died and problems started because the Zondi family said they want KK gone out of the house because he is not part of the family things went bad for KK.So he asked his mother Mrs Zondi why was this happening where does he belong because obviously he is really not part of the family and why is he called Khumalo at that place they always sent him .The mother never replied but only said you are my son Khumbulani Zondi and your father loved you very much so do I so.please do not worry yourself about anything, after 2 months the mother died he had no where to go and no one to turn to because the Zondi
family came and chased him out of the house while everything was under his name.So KK had to drop out of school while he was doing grade 7 and den he lived on the street for about 3 months doing laundry for people washing cars but the most thing that made him survive was talking.

Well by talking I mean he had this radio personality so so he would just stand on the road and start talking about anything that came to mind like the weather and how it was complimenting the day, the clothes people wear etc and people would actually listen to him and give him pleasant money. He decided to go to this place he was always sent to by his parents and he came there found a lady who knew him and the lady asked him what happened where have you been and the lady started preparing the clothes, food as usually to give him and then KK say I need you to help me for the very last time I need to know who I am, my parents are and I have been living in the streets for 3 months since they died so I need to know who I am.what I know is that I have two surnames and that is confusing to me.the lady was shocked seeing the seriousness in his eyes and he said just promise me you will not do anything stupid if I tell you and are you sure you want to know who you are she asked KK, said yes I'm sure I want to know.

The lady said Khumalo and Zondi are neither your surnames, you were found by a certain lady in a rubbish plastic bag and you we were brought here at orphanage home and then Mr and Mrs Zondi adopted you so we gave you the surname Khumalo and the name Khumbulani.
KK.left thaere so.heart broken thinking he is a nobody without parents, name, surname, home even age but after exactly a week he went back to the street to continue doing what he loved and he talked about his story as if he was broadcasting on the radio a Guy came to him offered him a peace of paper that had a cellphone number also written "you are somebody"he called that number after 3 days and he was offered a job as a radio Dj so he baceme a well known radio dj and he bacame a christian until now he still talks about his story through the anointing of God and his talent of being a radio dj he has healed so many people, people give him cars as gift and now he makes so much money and help orphans he feeds the Zondi family and respect them.and take them. as his family because they are all he have and he is all they have.

YOUR BACKGROUND CAN NOT STOP YOU FROM BECOMING WHAT YOU DESTINED FOR BUT YOU CAN!