Next time you complain about your morning commute, remember the man in the brown suit. And make sure you know how to get off the train. Have you read "The Dube Train" or other works by the Drum writers? Share your thoughts on Can Themba’s powerful voice in the comments below.
Themba was known for his sharp wit, flamboyant style, and tragic personal story (he was banned by the apartheid regime and later died of alcoholism). His most famous story, The Suit , is a heartbreaking tale of betrayal and punishment. Yet, The Dube Train shows his other genius: turning the mundane into the epic. The story is simple. The narrator boards the train at Dube Station (in Soweto) heading to Johannesburg ("Egoli" – the City of Gold) for his daily work as a clerk. Dube Train Short Story By Can Themba
Under the Group Areas Act, Black South Africans were forced to live in distant townships like Soweto, far from the white cities where they worked. This meant hours of brutal, overcrowded train travel every day. Themba turns this political injustice into visceral, bodily horror. The train isn't just crowded; it's a system designed to crush the spirit before the workday even begins. Next time you complain about your morning commute,
But to reduce this story to a mere description of crowded transport would be a mistake. The Dube Train is a masterclass in apartheid-era social commentary, cloaked in the guise of a daily commute. It is loud, claustrophobic, funny, and deeply tragic—all in the space of a few pages. Before diving into the story, it’s essential to understand the writer. Can Themba (1924–1968) was a South African journalist and writer, part of the legendary 1950s Drum generation. These were writers who chronicled the vibrant, dangerous, and desperate lives of Black South Africans under apartheid. Share your thoughts on Can Themba’s powerful voice
At first, it’s the normal morning crush: bodies pressed against bodies, arguments over feet, the desperate scramble for a window seat. But as the train fills, the narrator notices a strange phenomenon. A man in a brown suit begins to be lifted off his feet by the sheer pressure of the crowd. The man doesn’t resist. Instead, he smiles, relaxes, and simply lets the human current carry him like a cork on a river.
The narrator starts as a sharp observer, distinguishing himself from the crowd. By the end, he is the crowd. Themba asks a terrifying question: In a system designed to dehumanize you, is resistance even possible? Or do you eventually learn to enjoy the suffocation?