ASAL NOO WAKATH-14TH STREET-FIETAS-.Lets Relive FIETAS as YOU used to know it




ASL NOO WAKATH (Back in the day) with Uncle Bhai Gora, 14th Street.To all the people that were made to move to lenz and other parts of JHB,Surely this picture of 14th Street Fietas has certainly brought a Gush of Feeling or a maybe a tear or two to your eye.And surely Books can be written about the FIETAS DAYS. Comon share your memories with us.Lets Relive FIETAS as YOU used to know it


  1. Moe Adam via Facebook
    Way before my time… but certainly can right books on fietas by just hearing the stories of that legendary place from my family

  2. Moe Adam via Facebook For 1….all the people of fietas were 1 huge family…. money meant nothing… it was all about mohibbat.Neighbours use to share fridges for it was a rare commodity…with absolute no I’ll feelings to the next
    Excuse the spelling…. predictive text
    I can’t wait for the comments from the people that actually lived there…it’s going to be brilliant to hear it first hand

  3. Farhana Bhana via Facebook
    I loved FIETAS and all of my extended Family from my Daddy’s side used to live there, before being forced out into Lenasia and surrounding areas. She had a buzzzZzzzing vibrancy and pulsated with rhythm. Nageen’s Spice Store and Supermarket was a must visit and the world would meet in there and socialise. The fabric stores were out-of-this world stunnnNnnning! My late Grandmother, Zubeida Bhana would get all of her corduroy velvets from these stores as she was a dressmaker. The last street was where my Gorgeous Aunty BiBi Aysha used to live and I frequented her home almost every weekend. She owned a dairy on Bree Street and I dearly miss those old-fashioned milk bottles we used to get and hand it in with a deposit. FIETAS, your soil speaks volumes of how a “Sophiatown”, “District Six” and the likes was sadly and unexpectedly taken away! xoxo

  4. Raeesa Zazi Daya via Facebook.
    i miss my Dad at times like this.. he lived in Fietas and would tell us all the stories of that place, it was so interesting to hear about their lifestyle, a difficult one yet they made it seem like so much fun!!!
    and yes its true they were one big happy family, no jealousy among each other, no one better than the next, pity we can’t be like that these days

  5. Fatima Rasool Ahmed Via Facebook
    My grandparents owned the Mithai shop next to Mansoors on the infamous 17 street, which was one of the main streets, my dad also had his first surgery on the cnr of delarey and 17th street. We grew up in Fietas on 20 street. and everyone literally knew everyone else. It was really one beeeeg happy family, where the hindu and muslim neighbours lived in harmony together, sharing a back yard and in some instances even an outside toilet, in those days most houses had the toilets outside of the house!!. Everyone from Junior Adam to Sharief Khan knew my grand dad as they frequented his shop, and fondly called him Pandit Chacha. My parents were probably one of the last to move out of Fietas, as they stubbornly refused to move, even though it meant living in appalling conditions, with the government of the day, removing doors and windows to force people to leave, they bricked it up and continued living there till the early 90’s when they eventually moved to Mayfair, but Fietas to this day remains in their hearts.

    • Jamila Dasoo via Fcebook
      fati ,i remember 20 street sooo well,we used to come there all the time,i remember having many iftaars at aunty gobis house,the atmosphere in fietas was amazing.also, remember ming the chinese lady who had a cafe downstairs we got all our sweet supplies from her….
      fati ,my dad says your grandmother sold the tastiest bhajias

    • Fatima Rasool Ahmed ·via Facebook
      Seems like it Jams, since everyone seems to remember the bhajias. Wow Jams u remembered Ming I totally forgot about her till now

  6. Rashid Kajee via Facebook
    I lived in Fietas between the years 1958 to 1969, and after that came to live in Azaadville. Despite that, I used to spend my school holidays with my Aunt Tiny Appaa, who people till this day mistook for being my mother. Lived I the second floor, Flat 5 in Gaibies Building on the corner of 11th and Krause Street. I enjoyed living there with my uncles and aunts, Abed and Faizel Khan, and Tiny Aapa. We lived as a great big family. Everybody’s problem was everybody else’s too, and not in an inquisitive and intrusive way. Tamils, Muslims, Hindus, Chinese, Coloureds, Malays, what live, what harmony. Hisham the butcher, Ali Rahimaan (Butchie), his sister Surue. Sarge Gaibie, and his Bro Faizel. The Soni brothers, uncle Umar, the late Uncle Baboo, Uncle Gafoor, their sister Auntie Fareeda, Aunty Sugra, Asooma Khan, and her husband Uncle Abdullah, Uncle Amaanullah Khan with his sons, my beloved friends Anver and Baboo, puctual with their daily Salaah. Tank Bubulia, with his Saturday morning auctions in 14th Street. Basheerbhai the barber down the bottom of 11th Street. Salehs vegetable shop and cafe, Makans shoe store, Mansoors on 17th a Street selling mithai, and Rasools next door selling bhajias and savouries. The vibe of 14th street daily, and particularly in Saturday mornings. Aunty Gori Navlakhis cafe in the corner of 13 and Krause, and Aunty Juby Navlakhi over the road. Farouk Saloojee on 13, Azhar Jada, Owly Wadee, on 15th Street were the Khans, and the Amlas. 16th Street Kaaki had a cafe, Yusuf Goondiwala lived on 16. 17th Street was Taj Bio. And Essopbhai Waja in the ticket box. His sons were Muhamned, Ismail, and Marhoom Solly, 18th Street were the Nabis, the Noorbhais, The parents of the late Ahmed and Ismail Allekar. On 19 were the Kajees, Riazbhai the ref, and his Bros, Zainul, Shafick, Mobeen. On 20 the ever famous Sullie Bhayat. Star Bio, the Chinese shop on 23 and Krause where they used to sell lekka tamalykie. I can go on and on.

    • Fatima Rasool Ahmed · via Facebook
      Oh my word, u really took me down memory lane, I too know just about all the people u mention, cos they were never referred to as friends, but rather family! For the longest time while growing up I thought I had an unusually huge amount of uncles and aunts. I remember Tiny Appa so well, she and my Aunty were best friends and more like sisters! I was in and out of her house all the time.

    • Rashid Kajee via Facebook Rashid to you, Mr Bhabha!
      @ Fatima Rasool, I think your aunt is Aunty Zubeida, with gingerish hair. Your Uncle must be Uncle Baboo, the Doctor, and the dear old soul, who must have been your grandfather was so, so, patient, despite having Parkinson’s, I am sure that he is watching his palace in Jannat through the window of his Qabr, with the cool breezes of Jannat caressing his gentle soul. I must have been 12 then, I am 57 now, but that man’s tolerance of what was set out for him by his Creator was phenomenal, and that too, for a 12 year old to take cognizance of and have pity for. I looked, and searched for Aunty Zubeida whenever I went to Roshnee because I heard that she was living with her nephew Kaamil. Please let me know where I can visit her.

  7. Rena Kessa I was much younger. But certainly hear the stories of Fietas and Sophiatown to this day Uncle Bhai Gora. The buzz of food and a beautiful atmosphere

  8. Rashid Kajee via Facebook
    The late Uncle Ismail Mamdoo, a community leader, and his sartorial image – up to date – Peter Garda, Mohammed Mahdi, Oojhibai Bubulia, Chhoti Aapa Fakhruddeen, Aapa Fatima Munshi, Aapa Faatima Bulbulia, Checker Jassat, Iqbal Noorbhai of Kohinoor. Modis in 17.

    Rashid Kajee Uncle Bhai Gora. . . You’re making me cry man. How I long for those days. Just one month of them days . . . Or even only one week.

  9. Miq Ahlee ·via Facebook
    I was born in fietas 1970 lived in 13th street, went to the school on the cnr 17th street and not sure what the street name was, I still see a few people mentioned in lenasia , remember guys playing soccer on the streets till late, going with my mum to movies bioscope lol , even the principal gave you a lift to school I think Mr Patel , but the more older just have much better memories, I had the tail end fearful memories of being forcefully removed by the boertjies

  10. Fazeila Asvat · via Facebook
    Does bring back lots of memories. I many times wonder what it would have been like if we were not moved.

  11. Fatim Akhalwaya · via Facebook
    Mr kajee u forgot there were bhamjees shoes as well ….my family n also mayets also across bhamjees ….I still go pass the streets of fietuss when in Jo’burg n tell my kids all the beautiful memories that still linger in my mind …….family fun mohabbat unity oh I miss fietuss

  12. Rashid Kajee via Facebook
    Oh yes, who can forget the Bhamjees, played soccer with them, went to school with them, met Ebrahim about six months ago, and that must have been about after 35 years, but we remembered each other, and spent more than an hour reminiscing.

  13. Kasim Bulbulia Patel via Facebook
    Fietas My home! Born and brought up 13th street! Our house is still in existence! Bulbulias legend lives on!

  14. Asif Laher via Facebook
    I remember the shopping with my Mum and the visit to my dads late Aunty Oojikhala Bullbullia Great memories and all the shop owners were known to us

  15. Aniesha Bulbulia · via Facebook
    I was born and raised in Fietas, 13th Street. The family business Peoples Bazaar was on 14th Street. A time when kids played outside and the fun never stopped.

  16. Naseem Mayet via Facebok
    K so My impression when someone says Fietas days, its days spent in a place with activity, rich in culture, kids playing around and most importantly Unity and mohabbet, being forced to leave just makes it more nostalgic and unforgettable, Am I correct. For what reason were the people forced to move

  17. Mohamed Feroz Bhabha via Facebook
    My impression is of a place where friends became family i remember going to Uncle Brady Bulbulias almost every night

  18. Rashid Kajee via Facebook
    Wallaah! Mohabbat was what I savoured in Fietas. Nothing centred around money, and no pound of flesh from people who experienced difficulty. As wrote in a previous post, Muslim Christian Tamil, Hindu Chinese, Coloureds or Malay. Our common threat were the boere fro 10th street onwards, but we were like oil and water, we just didn’t mix like the homogenous mix we had on this side of 11th street onward. Who can forget Uncle Jimmy on Krause between 13 and 14 next to the dairy? Or Tip Top cafe owned by the late Uncle Gaff Cajee. Ahmed Hans, Rashid Garda, Leslie Bulbulia, Ahmed Shaikjee, Beras Jewellery Shop, Pirus, People’s Bazaar, Mahdis, the congestion of 14th Street in way up, yet no fist fights for stolen parking spots, or rather, morality was of such a high calibre, that parking spots were offered and neither stolen nor hogged. What a life! I am blessed to have savoured it, and I do know what social love is, collective responsibility, caring, sharing, helping. If I were a 90s kid, I don’t think I would believe that this kind of an environment would exist.
    When I see a fimiliar face, I ask, “Are you originally from Fietaspor”?

  19. Shoyeb Manjra · via Facebook
    Saturday morning ritual play soccer on the Fietas grounds and after the game it was off to the Chinese shop to buy tamalatjie

  20. Hanif Loonat via Facebook
    We use to travel all the way from Benoni to do our eid shopping in the streets of Fietas. After shopping it was a compulsory stop at Zulfikars,now known as Solly’s Corner. In fact it moved from Avenue road to its present location.

  21. Mariam Thomas via Facebook
    Is it Bhamgies the shoe shop that was in 14th street i remember going there with my mom.We stayed in Albertsville .Dad was from Fietas and Mom use to live in Bekker st in town

  22. Nieamatullah Rakeep via Facebook
    Cannyou believe this Capetonian used to live in Fietas in the early 80’s use to hang out at the Plaza in Fordsburg every weekend went to bioscope at the Planet on the corner as you go under that bridge, lived in 20th street in the road of the Mosque or was it 21st ave? No I think it was 20th street, the houses were being demolished and I lived until they started demolishing the house next door to me, the ownersof the house I lived in already moved out to Lenasia (the Akhalwaya’s) so they left me with the bulldozers lol.

  23. Nazreen Areff Khota via facebook
    Playing kirebeka if that’s how it’s spelt and eating Mexican chilli crisp and tamalykie. We all lived like one big happy family. Raeesa your Dad was our neighbor and believe me we had endless fun playing on the streets of fietas. What a thing Swoosh u taking us all back in time, happy memories

  24. Mohamed Feroz Bhabha via Facebook
    Kiribeka u know after how long im hearing the word…lol
    Bok bok was when someone jumped on your back

  25. Nazreen Areff Khota via Facebook
    Nope it’s the game where they roll the ball to you and you kick it and run, almost like cricket but without a bat. Was great fun my knees still haven’t recovered

  26. Shoyeb Manjra via Facebook
    Mohammed If I remember correctly… kiribeka is when someone jumps on your back and u race? Or am I wrong. remember bok bok

  27. Roekshahna Seedat via Facebook
    We use to stay on 15th str my aunty aisa mall stayed on 14th I schooled @ Queenspark primary madam Essa used to teach us and shew she was cheeky but nevertheless fietas was the best no place can bring that back or even compare

  28. Aneez Amod via Facebook
    STFU , southern Transvaal football Union. Soccer at the fiestas ground brings back the best memories. There is special bond between all fiestas residents. There is a unsaid brotherhood that exists to this day.

  29. Hanif Loonat via Facebook
    I was fortunate to have played on the fietas ground. It was not an easy ground to play on. Especially when the Wind played up.

  30. Rashida Patel via Facebook
    We lived on the flat above orient jewellers. ..and my fathers shop was opposite. .. (Ismail Madari Bulbulia) on 14th str. Wonderful memories.

  31. Lived on 16th street. My brothers are ….Salim Shafick and Faizel. I only have fond memories of this beautiful place we called Fietas. We lived opposite the Jassats. There were the Gardas,Sultans,Gains, Poonas,Waniyas,Naidoos.Bobs,Bhyats,Navlakhis,Papa Dayas, Aunty Munshi,Rasools aunty Mina…..many more. The passages to 17th street and 15th street. What about the busses and trains we took to get to school( there was no high school anywhere near us). On Saturdays there was never parking in any of the streets as all the whites and people from out of town would come for shopping.There’s just so many vivid memories one can’t put it all down on paper. Yes, it’s true when I meet people I always ask if they’re from Fietas and many times they are.

  32. Uncle Gora,
    Please arrange a Fietas reunion, I grew on 21st Street near Lalal Shoes and Smiling Stores.
    I was one of the litties who sold combs and blades every Saturday on 14th Street (4 for 20c).
    my first school was Vrededorp Indian Boys School (Old Tamil Hall), I still remember Madam OK Davids and Mr.Smith.
    I remember Star Bio and Taj Cinema (Uncle Shorty).
    How can we forget the Mohabat between different people and religions.
    Ming and her Brother from 20 Street moved to Langlaagte and they were unfortunately killed in a robbery.
    The Aunties used to doll up on Saturday nights and go watch a Indian movie at Lyric.
    We used to wait for the school bus on the corner of 18th Street for Lenz (Nirvana High).
    We used to steal Bamboo from the cemetery and make home made kites with tissue paper and flour mixed with water.
    Queenspark grounds, I used to watch my father Isaac Mullah play with the Noorbhai Brothers for Astonvilla.
    I used to watch him open the bowling for College Old Boys with Hoosein Ayoob and captained by Abdul Bhamjee.
    Part of me will always be in Fieats.
    Ajmery fish and chips sold achaar with cips on bread for 2c.