
I first read about their engagement on BellaNaija and then, not too long ago, I read on LindaIkeji's Blog.
I actually love reading the comments on Linda's blog, some make me laugh whilst other make me think and that's why I'm here right now....
Everyone seems to have an opinion as to their (tuface and annie's) relationship and rightly so.
When I met Annie Macaulay, She didn't strike me as the loyal, faithful type. I might have judged a book by it's cover but I don't think so.
Everyone keeps saying that Annie has tried and all, please please, those who are true to themselves would know she wasn't your proverbial ''little miss santa santa''
That isnt my bone of contention but the name calling that some people specialized in.
Due to experiences in life, I won't cast my stone but will make the following observations.
You don't choose who you love but you don't also love stupidly.
If stardom dictates love then it would most certainly be shortlived.
Being in a relationship is most different from being married.
It is not how far/long you've been in an irregular/dramatic relationship but how well
Don't expect miracles when you get married.
That said, Annie, don't get upset when he goes to visit his baby mamas in the guise of going to check up on his kids..
Don't divorce Tuface when he gets some other chic pregnant.
If you can live with all of that and even more then, I guess I can say Congratulations..
And yes, please.... NO MORE RUNZ!
Let your love weather the storm oh,, Don't dull.
Cause, with Tuface, what you see is what you get...
If you're not too sure Festac isn't too far from where you're at.
M done.
You can hate me.. But I had to say this.
REVISITING TUFACE N ANNIE MACAULAY
Boko Haram Menace..
Hi everyone, Happy New Year!
I won't be able to say much but I just thought to share this video with you.
WARNING: This video is pretty grusome so sensitive viewers, BEWARE.
I am tired of Boko Haram
I am disgusted at the lackadaisical manner government is handling it
I can't wait for the day it would come to an end..
I gotta go..
Be back soon..
Love Ya!
BLOG WRITING
As I sit here....
On my bed precisely,
I discover that I am contented with my life..
ETISALAT USB modem is so messed up!
I regret ever getting it.
So now, I have moved to MTN, so far, so good..
I was watching JARA on Africa Magic and I listened to the interview of Halima Habubakar where she was also a celebrity Co-host and in all the interview, what actually caught my attention was when Uti asked her this question:
UTI: If you could slap anyone in Nollywood, who would that be?
Halima: Cossy Ojiakor
You see, that there is my problem; I am not a fan of Cossy Ojiakor but I have a problem with Halima's response cause that was totally uncalled for because the stupid silly drama will start and it would get messy as well as childish with the dishing out of insults here and there...
Moving on...
Thank you all for the good wishes on my last post; my heart was just doing "yori yori" as I read the response you all left me. Thank you all so very very much.
I also have a very common question to ask biko...
Why do people turn snobs when they become celebs?
When they were hustling, they would smile from here to oblivion and have all your time but when they hammer, it's a whole new ball game altogether.
I mean your fans made you who you are by buying your movies and your albums so why the forming naaa? I need to ask oh 'cause I have similar situation around me here.
Please, Naija celebs, behave yourselves oh, una own don dey too much. kukuma go jand or yanki go dey naaa.
Finally,
The way some Nigerian female artistes dress in their videos and on stage performances is totally alarming!
In a bid to emulate Beyounce, Rihanna, etc, they've totally gone haywire. I dey fear oh.. No be small.. The kids are watching, and this is Africa for pete's sake!
All we are interested in is the rhythm of the song and not the body coutures.
Please, ladies, guys, let's just stop all this.
I'm tired...
I am glad I was here..
Few days to Christmas..
I have so much to be thankful for..
I love you all so much even as I miss you already..
BABY STEPS!!!
So, I'm here blogging huh?
It's so hard to believe!
All I've able to do all this while is do some blog rounds and ofcourse, not comment.
WHY???
Because my dear people, yours truly has been expecting and it robbed me of all my writing skills as well as the urge to write..
This is also the first time my laptop's been on.
Funny what this state can make you do.
I didn't have an easy period but I truly thank God Almighty for being there for me and giving me a new lesson about Him.
And so, today, I am a mother, someone's mum and I am happy. I have a son. I have life, I have love and I have a full testimony.
I want to appreciate EROLYRICS, for coming to see me from such a far distance and for being such a wonderful friend as well as a backbone during this period; she truly is the real deal..
My darling JOBSFORNAIJA, who made my bairthday the best and called to check up on me every single day till I put to bed; you're the 'bestest'!
Thank you Seye, MyneWhiman and my awesome blogger friend/mentor, Jasson William.
So, how's it been people?
It's been a minute o..
Although I know I kept in touch with some of us on twitter and I also watched some of us sign off blogger for the last time..
I was a little bit on the fence on the issue of giving up on blogger but, blogger is my first love and I just cant possibly quit now, NO, not at this time.
I've made some real friends here and learnt so much so, we are not seeing the last of me.
No relationship talk today o..
Next post maybe..
Typing this post, I'm filled with so much relief..
Kia! It's so good to be back..
Thank you all everyone and I've missed you all so much..
Take care..
E-Hugs
E-Kisses/Pecks....
I love you so much, it hurts..
WEAK POINTS...
This first sentence, I don't know what I want to discuss but I know I must say something to you today.. In a conscious bid to not go off of blogger.
There's such a thing as not letting someone know that which are your weak points..
Don't get me wrong:
Now, I'm not saying that it's wrong to be vulnerable or that its also wrong to let someone see that soft side of you but as is with everything else my darlings, you have got to exercise caution to the hilt!
We are all human and as such would always exceed our limits and cross the line. We are so good at crossing the line but truth is when noone knows your weak points or vulnerabilities, you're as good as firmly in control of whatever environment you find yourself.
Let's say at work, you have colleagues that would always be on the wrong side of you, it would be suicidal for them to know what ticks you because, they'd keep doing it just to annoy or frustrate you in to doing something drastic and unprofessional-
(Please picture the scenario if for a few seconds... )
Same goes with every situation and whoever you come in contact with, and I tell you, even with the best of friends or the most sincere of relationships...
DO NOT REVEAL ALL YOUR WEAK POINTS!
I'm wondering if I made any sense here today?
I sincerely do hope that I have..
If not, then it would all be a waste of time...
I'm glad I'm here
Cause you've made it possible..
That's why I love to bits!!!!
I'M STILL HERE..
I've been gone for so long that I didn't know I'd be back.
I had thought to make some changes on my blog whilst I was gone,
But I guess things don't always go as planned.
When I was in my dark place,I'd read the comments on my blog and they made me smile;
At least, knowing some people thought or wondered about me, gave me some measure of comfort.
I really want to thank all those who commented on my last post and though I didn't respond,(please accept my apologies), I appreciated them and I just wanna appreciate you all.
So, I AM HERE...
I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE
I NEVER WILL..
A very good friend of mine gave birth during this period, she's also a blogger and I'm so so happy her although I was too engrossed in myself to make noise as I would have loved to: This is saying a huge CONGRATS to her and her hubby..
Why do people experience disappointments?
Why do they feel that they've been hurt or betrayed?
Its for this simple reason:
THEY EXPECT TOO MUCH!
THEIR EXPECTATIONS CONCERNING THOSE PEOPLE ARE JUST TOO HIGH!
So, when these people do what we would ordinarily not expect,its so hard to take in and in the process we let ourselves be broken at their actions.
Have you ever given thought about how it would be if you didn't expect so much from someone or put someone on such a high pedestal?
You wouldn't be bothered by the person's actions!
Could we try to adopt this approach?
I think we'd be better off..
Seriously!
There would be less pain, death, crime and evil in the world..
This is 2cute4u and I haven't changed, I never will so don't hold your breath!
If I had so much love in me,
It would be yours
The little I have
I am giving to you.
I love you!
SO MANY AWARDS PEOPLE!!!
I have to thank NuttyJ, WildBoy,P.E.T. Projects,NaijaMum, Jhazmyn,@ilola and Beautiful for each giving me THE STYLISH AND VERSATILE BLOGGER...
I don't know if I truly deserve it it but I'm so touched that you would think of me and include me.
I'm most grateful and I have to say a deep thanks..
I give you yo all the same award..
My many thanks people!
How is everyone?
Hope good?
I have so much going on..
I really wish I could do justice to this awards, but please this is the much I can do..
I love you all so very much..
NaijaMum, i can't seem to comment on your posts, why? Not happy about it.. I don't think it's network either.
WAILING IN A RELATIONSHIP...
Have touched on a topic based on decision making? I kind of think I have..
Yes, I did... see EXERCISE CAUTION..
But, this time, I am touching it again but from another angle:
I still try to understand people who when they meet someone they like and want to date or be in a serious relationship with, they first of all want all their friends to 'approve' of the person or no deal..
I want to scream like: " What in the name of ... is this?!"
Please, I beg you, if you know you belong in that category, please.. TRY AND UPGRADE your self confidence which is seriously in dysfunction. You seriously,need re-evaluation!
Moving on..
There are some people who are best know as RELATIONSHIP WAILERS!
Whenever they have problems in their relationships or with whatever it is they are doing, the whole world must hear and know the details. They just cannot handle any situation.. Someone has to do it for them..
An advice for you..
You have to learn to endure..
Let not your mouth be fast to tell the next willing and listening ear;
Digest the situation and try your best to handle it..
Even if you want to confide in someone, just 1 or 2 people is all you need and not the all world!
You have to learn to be strong, the world isn't a bed of roses..
Mila Kunis was and in the danger of losing her eyesight and she never broadcasted it until she had dealt with it and now she's earned the right to sing her victory song..
Guys,Ladies you all have got to man big time!
No dulling....
As an aside..
Did you hear about the flu Vaccine which could even a permanent cure to that ailment?!
I'm almost already missing the flu! lol..
Sometimes, I think it's natural to have these little ailments to remind you that you're human, or don't you think so?
Love you all peeps!
THIS YEAR???
I have so mach to say but with little or no idea on how to communicate them to you..
I often wonder how people like Jodie Foster started and how they had so much drive to continue in the face of so many challenges and setback because I and even you must know that nothing good in life comes that easy and go success without hardwork is lasting..
Now Jordie Foster gets to preside over the 36th annual Cesar Awards ceremony on February 25, organizers confirmed late Monday. How is that achievable?
That's because she pushed herself beyound her limit and this new year 2011, I am urging us all to PUSH OURSELVES BEYOUND OUR LIMITS!
That is how we'd get to be the very best in whatever we have set out to do.
How was the holiday for you?
Hope good?
I had cool and quiet fun..(whatever that means, lol)
I am getting new lessons from a blogger friend.. I just want to say a huge thank you to you all who walked the walk with me..
I also want to thank all those who commented on my last post;
Thank you; that was Oh so nice of you all my sweethearts...
God bless you all immensely..
Now lets all go out there and be Trending stories this 2011!
Loving you so much already!
1 YEAR + HAUNTED
Hey fellas!
It just dawned on me that I'd forgotten to put a post up for my 1st year of blogging! I never knew I would miss it and I am shocked. It's just that my mind has been all up in so many issues that I have not had time to take a breather like focus on the simpler things in life..
Sometimes I wonder if I'm still fit to continue to render advice...
Like 'Physician heal thyself!'
For one so used to giving advice, keeping a clear head when all is in disarray it's so hard when you're in that same situation with your emotions running haywire; you can't even begin to remember the advice you so freely gave.
Still, I want to thank EroLyrics for walking the walk with me right from the get go...It hasn't been easy and I'm not used to 'all of this' still so new to me.. But I'm adapting..
So saying, I'm glad that through blogger, I have met some of the most beautiful,talented,wonderful and mega creative people ever.
I didn't know that Nigeria had such talented people(And I'm so serious). Wonderful friends who I have learnt a lot from and I am honoured to know you all.
Thank you people, Blogger and HAPPY 1ST ANNIVERSARY to me!
I lost someone so close to me that I still can't make sense of it...
Sometimes I get accusing stares like: ' you made him drink more cause you left him'
I wonder if I destroyed his life in any way?
I've been heartbroken but it didn't make me destroy myself, did it?
We were close till the end, wasn't that enough? Yet, I still feel guilty and with that thought in mind I have decided to Re-Post 'Haunted' which I wrote earlier during one of my many moments thinking about him.
HAUNTED
Everyday, I think of you, what would have been and what I threw away;
Everyday, I think that I killed you..Not just the day you died,but,when I threw what we had away;
Damn it, I feel so guilty.. feels like each day I live, I live the life you would have..
Damn it, I beat myself up everyday for not being there for you like I should have..
How did I come to be this way?
How could I have lost my soul,thrown it away?
I do my penance everyday, but it's just not enough, never will be..
Everyday, every damn single day, I wish I could call you and say , hey B...
But I can't!!!!
Do you know, I haven't removed you from my friends list on facebook?
I come online and I still rush to see if you're online and by some miracle,if you're there,
-That I could buzz you and ask you where you been and hear you calm me down and promise me goodies..
Worse, I can't seem to delete your number from my phones, and all..
what is this?
It's worse because since we're neighbours, I keep expecting you to drive by so we could go hang out..
How did you get so sick and I, me, that we share everything didn't know?
Surrounded with medicine as we both are and with all the medical services, how didn't we know.. ?
When we were back in school that you used to smoke and drink so much.. I tried to make you stop..
-And you did.... That was one of the conditions you had to meet before We date.
Why then do you haunt me?Why the torment?..
When it was time for a transplant,I willingly offered mine, but you, you in your stubbornness, refused
You refused telling me it wasn't that bad.. and me in my stupidity.. I believed you.
-Little did I know it was your way of protecting me..
I should have persevered!
I should have kept calling, maybe then now, I wouldn't be writing this.
This, this?what will it do for me? for you?will it bring you back?
Will it give me just a second, minute, to change it all ?
Because that is what I need..
Time to change this, see you smile,see your dimples..
Mock your inability to use your right hand and call you 'leftie'
and watch you riddled with embarrassment
hear you gimme gist.. Oh you really could tell stories and I enjoyed it!
I keep asking myself if I married you when you asked if things would be better?
I keep asking myself that if I had called you that morning, if you'd be here?
I keep wondering why I let that novel make me call later, and then , you were gone..
I'm sorry,
I'm sorry I wasn't there
I'm sorry, I took you for granted!Now you're gone and I can't take it back!
If I can, tell me, I will.
Everyday, I see things, stuff that remind me of you,
And I can't do this anymore.. I can't..
Tell me, what you want and I will
My guilt is punishing me and you can add more and I won't mind, just to show you that I'm sorry.
Just please don't haunt me anymore, please.
MORE IDEAS ON HOW TO TALK DIRTY WITHOUT A SINGLE WORD
BY:CHRIS .J. ROBERTS
I think you think you might benefit from a few lessons on how to talk dirty without talking. First you have to decide which method you want to use for your dirty talk. Do you want to talk dirty to your lover in photos or written words or perhaps both?
If you’re planning a romantic night full of passionate love making then you should start your dirty talk in the morning and carry it through the day and into the night.
A quick note left in his brief case or shirt pocket that reads “Guess what I have planned for you tonight?” is a great way to start. This will start his day thinking about you and the night that is to come, while teasing him and making him wonder just what it is you do have planned for the night.
A few hours later send him a text message or an email. Of course this depends on where he works and what the chances are that someone will see his private email or text message. If there is a chance someone will read it then choose your words very carefully. If you are certain it is for his eyes only then by all means let the words flow freely…
Another great but brave idea is to send him a picture of yourself if you're shy pick out a sexy lingerie and leave your head out of the picture or if you’re brave take it all off. Strike a provocative pose and smile pretty! I don’t recommend this if he drives for a living or has a dangerous job because unless this is something you do often you’re going to shook the sugar out of him!
If it’s possible to meet him for lunch and the two of you can be alone then show up and join him for a quite lunch of foreplay. A little kissing, nibbling and perhaps even a little sucking will be just the lunch he was in the mood for.
As the evening approaches you can send him another email, text message or a picture. They say a picture is worth a thousand words so if you’re sending a second one make sure it is better than the first!
When he arrives home be sure the shower is ready and help him undress as you lead him to the bathroom, climb in with him and wash all the days' worries away. Give him a little sample of what he has to look forward to but not too much! The longer you make him wait the more amazing the sex will be.
With all that being said my friends is how you can talk dirty to your lover without uttering a single word!
EXERCISE CAUTION
There are times in life when you have to seat and ask yourself where you're headed..
Even when you're headed in a direction you have to ask yourself if it's the right one..
Are you feeling me on this train of thought?
Do you feel it wise to take stock of what is, has been, will be and ultimately ought to be?
If you are,
Then, let wisdom, patience and perseverance take you to your desired end.
Following another train of thought I think I should bring to your notice is vetting the kind of advice you get from people no matter how close you both are..
I mean God has given everyone a good sense of reasoning right? So if you choose to make use of yours and put it on duty all the time, it gets better by the day or hour, whatever works for the human brain and experience. On the other hand, if you let yours become so porous that you have to let everyone think for you before you make a decision, then I think you're more dead than the dead. I'm not saying that there aren't times when you get confused and need an outside opinion or when things are so unclear you need your folks or that dear friend to you to tell you what really is but your 'upstairs' works fine right?
You should be able to decipher which is right or wrong, that's exactly what I'm trying to say.
I had a day out with someone who's very close to me and as we were 'gisting' he got this call which went on for a very long time that unconsciously,I tuned in to the discussion and it was obvious that I was eavesdropping;the conversation got uglier by the second and then this friend of mine said something like:
" Look if you're this unhappy, you both should go your separate ways; it's not working so why keep making yourself unhappy?"
They talked some more and ended the conversation. From the look on face he saw I was upset and when he asked what the reason was,I asked how he was so confident telling someone to leave his wife? He said that in the past 6months he's settled this couple over 30times and he isn't exaggerating. The marriage isn't up to 2years and the lady hasn't even taken in. It was really funny! How can a lady take in in that kind of environment? I asked him;your friend called you to tell you of his marital woes cause he feels he can unburden himself to you and have no fear of recrimination and not for you to make his decisions for him; if and when he needs you to make his decisions for him, I'm sure he'd let you know; I said He alone and to an extent his wife have that say /choice to end their marriage if they so choose and all you have to do is JUST BE THERE for your friend and render encouragement as at when needed and that's about it, it shouldn't be that much to do and despite your feeling of impatience of frustration at your friend's situation, you DO NOT SUGGEST OR MAKE EARTH SHATTERING DECISIONS for your friends 'cause, they'd one day turn on you and make you the cause of their misfortunes however sincere your intentions were. I stated categorically.
That's the way I see it, if I'm wrong or you'd go a different way from this please do let me know..
My laptop's messed up and there are loads of pages that I can't open so, please bear with me my darlings..
Hope you are well?
Life too?
Thank you so very much..
It's been a wonderful being here with you all
BUYING BEAUTY PRODUCTS ONLINE
Be Sufficiently Warned When Buying Beauty Products Online
by: Kaye Z. Marks
What are beauty products here for? In essence, they are created and manufactured to bring out the beauty in every individual at the same time maintains the youthful glow of skin.
Oftentimes, beauty products are also created alongside the concept of aromatherapy. Who are the people who create them? They are manufactured by different cosmetic industries. Various media, meanwhile, play a vital role in making them known to the public. Nowadays, many cosmetic industries focus their efforts on these products not only for women but for men as well. Indeed, in this modern age, men have also become vain to have the need for beautifying agents as well.
It is important to know that these may greatly vary so one should know what product he or she wants to buy from the very start. In addition, there are alternative products that can be bought in lieu of those that are made with chemicals. These are called natural types, which are basically made from minerals. These are done without the infusion of any synthetic or artificial material or scent and are usually gentle on the skin compared to the traditional kinds.
Oftentimes, these natural products are made from plant extracts such as fenugreek and frankincense that have been used for a long time to hinder the signs of aging. Essentially, these products have a high content of potent anti-oxidants, age-defying vitamins and phytonutrients. People who are sensitive to chemically made products should therefore go for the natural types.
Did you know that ancient Greeks and Egyptians have already used cosmetics a long time ago? During those times, these are not a necessity. They are actually lavishness that almost everybody can afford. Among these are skin products such as bath salts, exfoliating scrubs, and soaps and hair products such as hair colors, shampoos and conditioners. It also includes body care products such as deodorants, moisturizers and nail care. Moreover, when it comes to skin problems such as dull skin, acne or wrinkles, there are beauty products that have been made to cure them.
With the advent of the Internet, these have become available even online. One can now purchase them by just being connected to the net. However, purchasing online is not as perfect as it may seem. Not all websites can be reliable enough. For instance, extendedlengths.com has received certain negative feedbacks that should make you think twice when choosing their services. There was a particular complaint against it about purchasing online and not getting a single product at all. Simply put, not one beauty product has been delivered to the purchaser. This instance should serve as a warning to you to be careful when buying beauty products over the net and through this particular website.
Hence, what should you do to avoid being deceived by fraudulent websites? It is crucial that you do your research well. Gather information about the background of the company learn what kind of reputation they have and if they do have loyal patrons. It is also important to read reviews and stories about them, specifically experiences people had when they transacted with them. If you are able to gather a lot of positive feedbacks over the off-putting ones, then you can consider that this company may be good for you. You might be settling for the right choice. However, if there are more complaints than affirmative comments such as what the website of extendedlengths have been receiving, it is time for you to shift to other options. Now, this is really a prudent move you can do to save time, money and effort.
The next time you are buying beauty products and are planning to settle for extendedlengths, better look for the online company that you can trust and will never fail you.
BE CONTENT WITH HIM / HER!!!
It was good while it lasted yes?;
Being away on a 'writing criuse' that is;
I dare say that Myne Whitman is my mentor..
Yes I have the writing flair but she directed and molded it, giving it the right flavour. She did that.
I would be sending the part7 of UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS to NAIJASTORIES
So, if you want to follow the remaining part of the ongoing series, you'd have to direct your cursors to that place and you won't be disappointed that you did.. Would send it in tomorrow and from next week, you would find it thereon.
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Now, as regards the above title for this post; Yes. That is why I am here..
JOBSFORNAIJA I hope you can handle me this time cause I am here to kill it totally; Lol,I kid!
I'm trying to lighten the mood before I go on to the serious topic for the day.
Here it is:
I am sure that we are all familiar with the saying: "A bird at hand is worth two in the bush" If you aren't, then it simply means that you should value that which you have and handle that which you have with care instead of coveting that which you haven't and aren't too sure of.
I'd narrow it to what I want to discuss with you all today; human beings are most of the time fickle in their needs and I'm sure more often than not we have masochistic tendencies otherwise, explain to me how a girl or a guy who has a wonderful partner who dots on him/her still wants to date or be with someone else. It's crazy people! I still don't understand it.. 90% of the world is guilty of this..
Suddenly that person isn't so wonderful, you take the person's goodness and kindness for granted and you start looking for faults where infact, there aren't.
I asked a guy why his girlfriend of 6years wasn't his choice for marriage anymore and truth to tell, he didn't just know and when I pressed further, he brought up silly and mundane issues and I had to tell im to his face that he was full of shit!
The other day,I asked my friend to hook me up with someone that I could 'play' with, seeing that I now had the 'real deal' that, I just wanted to play around before settling down and it then hit me that I was just like everyone that I had been preaching against. Now I have someone wonderful, I'm now looking outside; What the hell for?! I just didn't know.
Was it to show to myself that I could still get as much fun as I previously did?
Or was it to prove to myself that a guy could still get attracted to me?
Or was I just being plain silly?
Was I seeking for attention? But I have all of that already!
What exactly was it that I was looking for outside?
I just realised that it was NOTHING!
We humans, are just never contented with what we have and that is just so bad.. We need change and when we get that change we still can't handle it.
People, please, lend me your ears..
You have got to restrict yourself to that person you have and especially more so when the person doesn't give you cause to look outside..
Think of the many people who wish they were in your shoes and who want that person that you are beginning to take for granted.
Think of how you were always DISTURBING God for this person and now you've gotten him/her you want to mess it up?! Slap yourself when that destructive need arises..
I've said my piece.
That's it from me today; I love you immensely that it keeps revealing to me the depth of love I have inside of me..
Take care my darlings!
UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS6
So you all have been waiting for me ehen?
Lol.. it's been really hectic for me..
Not been able to concentrate..
Working on the part7 for www.naijastories.com
I so hope you get tp appreciate this..
Ugodre.. gimme some days okay?
It part7 would be ready..
Love you all so very much..
Have a splendid weekend!
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Monday afternoon and half way through my shift, my back was already aching from standing and bending over patients performing surgeries; as I walked out to get a drink my phone rang and it was with some slight reservation that I took Amina’s call with a happy ring to her voice;
“Madam,’ sup? You still standing? I’m home with oga , having sweet fun; I dey cook so I was wondering if there was anything you wanted me to prepare for you…when are you getting off exactly?” she asked
“Err…I really don’t know for now; work has chased every feeling of hunger or any imagination of food out of my head; I’m just running on adrenalin, stepping out for a drink, you know how it is na” I replied.
“sha” I continued;
“I’m glad you’re having fun; you need am, your pepper just dey ripe anyhow”
I said in a bid not to make her feel bad about my not wanting her to prepare a meal for me.
“No wahala, we go see later now, abi? When are you getting off?” she asked again.
“That should be 7pm, I’d see you okay? Take care and Mina?
“Huh?” She answered
“Thank you so much for taking me in and being there for me, thank you”
“Oh puu-leez!” She cut in-
“You would do that for me and more in a heartbeat, besides you’re my friend and I trust you with my life if it comes to that okay? So please let’s move on to less emotional topics okay? I really have to go now and so should you, I suppose dear” she said and cut the phone.
I stared at my phone for a few seconds and was reminded by the beep yet again that my short break was over. I gulped down my drink and rushed back to prep for my 3.15pm surgery.
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7.00PM
I heaved a huge sigh of relief as I ended my shift and handed to those on for the night shift; with that, I made my way to the gate of the hospital. All my joints in my body were screaming to be relieved in anyway possible and I just couldn’t wait to oblige them when my phone rang; I looked and it was Amina yet again, I took it wondering what it was this time-
“Hi” I said,
I know that I sounded unfriendly but I just couldn’t help it, I wanted to be left alone-
‘Madam, we are at IT ;( A mini bar/restaurant, a huge hangout for a lot of people especially after work) Frank thought we wait for you since you’d soon be done with your shift, so we waited; come straight there” she finished.
“Really? Eh yah…that’s so nice of you both o” I enthused
“I’d be there soonish baby! Thank you so much”.
As I dropped the phone in my bag, I realized that I was seething with anger. I mean, what in the name of every curse I could summon was Frankie up to? Why couldn’t he keep to our agreement, cuddle up with Mina and let me be? Making me seem like one lonely bystander (even if I was) that could not get her fun unless she was included in someone else’s fun; what the hell was that?!
I vowed to have a word with him at the slightest opportunity that we are alone. I wanted Amina to be happy, just that, I hope but not at my expense. I prayed that things do not get out of hand; the scenario was already messy as it is.
Anyway, I got to IT and got ready to face them with a huge fake smile plastered on my face; two could play the game, I mused. I wasn’t about to show Frankie that suggesting to come pick me was getting me all hot and bothered and Amina certainly did not deserve me giving her any nasty attitude.
As I walked in to the restaurant, Frankie was the first to see me because he was facing the entrance to the bar of which the direction led to the restaurant.
“Look who’s here” he said as I got close to them over the music blaring all the while staring intently at me like he was searching for something, if he found what he was looking for or not, that I can’t tell. I handed him a cheery “hi” and a “thank you so much for taking the time to come pick me, you really shouldn’t have”.
Amina had quickly gotten up to give me a hug so she didn’t see the sneer on Frankie’s face as I gave my well rehearsed speech and the daggers my eyes threw at him in response.
“Oh no, it’s nothing” He said;
As Amina and I made to sit;
“We went for some groceries and then I asked if you like had anyone who’d bring you back from work you know? She said no” he continued;
“She said you didn’t even have a boyfriend or something of that sort to look at for you” he finished.
“Don’t mind him” Amina chipped in.
I minded him alright! I mean, what is this? What was he up to really?
Frankie’s smile rose a notch higher but I could see the malicious glee in his eyes; I smiled politely and replied that I hadn’t met anyone worth the stress. He asked me what drink I would have; did I want a drink? I wondered, I would probably choke! I was about to give some sort excuse when I heard this voice behind me:
“It’s you again”.
The voice sounded familiar; haa, yes. It belonged to the guy from the mall yesterday, what was his name again? Yes, I remember now, Fred. No way was I going to forget him in a hurry; fancy meeting him here.
“Hi yourself, and yeah, it is me alright, what did you think?” I asked as we shook hands. I introduced him to Amina and Frankie.
“You still won’t let me have the pleasure of knowing your name” He said.
“She’s Jackie” Mina supplied. I almost killed her with my eyes.
“Oops! I’m sorry, I didn’t know your name was such a secret and I wasn’t allowed to tell” She said with sarcasm that wasn’t lost on me; she was without remorse and was enjoying the whole scenario.
“So you both know each other or something?” Frankie asked indicating Fred and I.
“Yes. Well, err technically” Fred amended from the look on my face.
“I guess you’re done with work?” He asked.
I nodded.
“What say I get you dinner, please?”
Fast guy no be thief, I thought but when ahead to say:
“Err, my friends (gesturing at Mina and Frankie) did come to pick me up from work and I can’t possibly abandon them, you understand? I’m sure there’d be a next time” I said politely.
But Amina waved my excuses away:
“Please please don’t bother on our behalf, it’s perfectly okay, it’s not like we aren’t happy to have you ‘hang’ with us but some ‘couple’ time would be just nice; I hope you don’t mind Jackie? So please go ahead, you both have fun and please get home early enough ‘cause you’ve got work tomorrow’’
I had no ready excuses so I walked away with Fred saying my goodbyes to them and promising Amina to kill her later. Fred took me to a nice restaurant and the menu just about reminded me that I hadn’t eaten any solid food in 48hours; I was famished and Fred’s easy going attitude made it easier for me to settle in to the easy banter that soon, I found myself laughing uncontrollably at his jokes; it was as though we had been friends longer than an hour or maybe it was ‘cause I was tired so I was feeling a bit more receptive.
I was greedy in ordering; I ordered jollof rice, fried plaintain, fresh fish; then I saw garnished chicken and couldn’t resist that too, I had to have it all so that when I was done eating, I found that I couldn’t even breathe easily.
“You got quite a bit of an appetite there and it’s a wonder you don’t add weight; I’m impressed. You eat like you just got in from Somalia; I love your healthy appetite” He remarked as he paid the bill and tipped the waiter.
I smiled guiltily in between trying to apologise and explain my gluttony.
“So what do you do?” he asked as we joined the traffic.
“Me? Oh... aaah, I’m a doctor. A surgeon”
“You sure don’t strike me as one. You’re so young and I don’t know; just don’t seem like one of them” He said disbelievingly.
“I’m taking that as a compliment, so thanks” I retorted.
“No, really, I’m guessing you started quite early”
I shrugged, “I guess so” I said. “What do you do?” I asked.
“Oh, well, I’m in to a lot of things, but basically, I work with money; I’m what can be best described as a ‘financier’.”
“Really?” I asked. “How so?” I continued.
“Well, I bring ailing companies, establishments back to life and resale them or don’t, depends on the situation or terms of the agreement, aside that I’m a banker” he explained.
‘You live with your friend from the bar?” he questioned; I noticed that he had tacitly changed the topic shifting topic back to me.
“Yeah. Actually, I started staying with her yesterday, till I get my place”
“Where were you staying before your friend’s?” he asked.
I could sense the curiosity in his voice and I didn’t like it, I mean, why would I tell a stranger all about me because he had bought me dinner? I made that known to him in no uncertain terms and he immediately apologized.
“I’m so sorry. I just wanted to get to know you. I couldn’t believe my luck when I saw you at IT, I like you” he enthused.
“Whoa! Slow down mister! Do you like people this fast? Bet you like every chic you meet. Look, just get me home okay? Please.”
I couldn’t get why I was upset. We were silent till we got to the gate; I thanked him for dinner and got down from his car.
“I hope I get to see you again real soon” He said. I didn’t have anything to say to that so I kept walking.
I had barely knocked when the door opened with such force that I got scared stepping back for a moment till I saw that it was Frankie.
“You scared me” I accused.
“I’m glad” He said with some satisfaction.
I sighed.
“Look, why aren’t you with Mina?” I asked.
“She has work tomorrow, she should sleep and so should you instead of gallivanting round town with men on a week day” he said in a harsh whisper.
Astonished, I looked at him like he going crazy;I asked him:
“Are you kidding me? Really, you’re not serious are you?”
“I’m being as real as I’ve ever been with you and I don’t want this happening anymore” he threatened.
I was livid with anger.
“Or else what? What would you do? You’ve got some real nerve, telling me what to do and not do. I tolerate you because of that wonderful lady in there, God bless her soul, I wonder what she sees in you”
I could barely find the strength to suppress the anger I was feeling;
I pointed a finger at him
“I’d just pretend that you didn’t just say all that to me tonight, but don’t you ever and I repeat EVER do that again and; while we are on the topic, I don’t need you including me in plans involving you and Mina spending time together” I finished walking towards the room.
“That was why you got pregnant” he said.
It did stop me on my tracks.
“What did you say?” I asked staring at him in disbelief
“Your irresponsibility was what got you pregnant in the first place” he replied.
I died and woke up but I didn’t show it; I just started laughing and I didn’t know why but I’m sure he must have seen something scary on my face because he moved back a bit.
I scuffed.
“Then don’t blame me for my actions, it’s your funeral baby” I said as I resumed my walk to the room.
I JUST GOT THIS!!!! HIV INFESTED NEEDLES!!!
Hello everyone! I just got this and thought I should share it with you..
Not my typical kind of post but I just hope it is useful to you..
Have a wonderful day and the days to come too.
Take care..
Be back with a better post..
Don't avoid (Please read it to the end!
Also please forward it to all of your contacts
FROM Arvind Khamitkar, I.A.S, Director of Medical & Research Div, Chennai
Dear Friends,
A few weeks ago, in a movie theater, a person felt something poking from her seat.
When she got up to see what it was, she found a needle sticking out of the seat with a note attached saying:
"You have just been infected by
HIV".
The Disease Control Center (in Paris ) reports many similar events in many other cities recently. All tested needles were HIV Positive.
The Center also reports that needles have been found in cash dispensers at public banking machines. We ask everyone to use extreme caution when faced with this kind of situation.
All public chairs/seats should be inspected with vigilance and caution before use. A careful visual inspection should be enough.
In addition, they ask that each of you pass this message along to all members of your family and your friends of the potential danger.
Recently, one doctor has narrated a somewhat similar instance that happened to one of his patients at the Priya Cinema in Delhi.
A young girl, engaged and about to be married in a couple of months, was pricked while the movie was going on. The tag with the needle had the message
"Welcome to the World of HIV family".
Though the doctors told her family that it takes about 6 months before the virus grows strong enough to start
damaging the system and a healthy victim could survive about 5 - 6 years, the girl died in 4 months, perhaps more because of the "Shock thought".
We all have to be careful at public places, rest God help! Just think about saving a life by forwarding this message. Please, take a few seconds of your time to pass along.
With Regards, Arvind Khamitkar ,
I.A.S, Director of Medical & Research Div, Chennai.
Rather than forwarding irrelevant mails, kindly pass this to every one.
Probably your mail can help to save his/her life!
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I walked towards the gate as Frankie’s voice kept resounding in my subconscious. It was so funny how the one person who I had wanted to see and who had made himself elusive to me was now just a room away from me. It was so crazy! I remember my last encounter with him; or was it really an encounter?
I had gone to his home to see him after he had come to my place and we had a huge fight about the pregnancy and we both exchanged far too many hateful words, so a day later, I thought it was now safe for me to go see him thinking he might have calmed down.
I got to Frankie’s gate and since his maiguard recognized me, I had no trouble with my admittance into the compound and that reassured me in no small way because, I felt that since he hadn’t instructed Joshua to refuse me entry, then we were still good; after all, all we had was a couple’s quarrel right?
I spent the next two hours knocking on his door all the time pressing the door bell. I knew he was home; I know his work schedule; it was also a Sunday and more often than not, he barely went to church. I also called his number and intermittedly sent text messages, informing him that I was at the door and that he should come open up for me but he neither took my calls nor replied my sms.
It wasn’t that I just couldn’t leave the same way I came but, I was too ashamed and embarrassed to move let alone walk back to the gate because, it was obvious to his two other neighbours that I had been refused entry and I was in shock.
Finally, I called a friend of mine, Bisi and she told me to leave with what remaining dignity I had left that I could muster. How I walked out of the gate and took slow steps to the junction feeling different sets of eyes boring holes through my back from the duplex is what I could never, ever fathom.
I felt my heart break to tiny little unmendable pieces; as soon as I hailed a cab and got in, I told the driver where I was headed then I settled in to fully try to understand just what had happened back at Frankie’s and then, I crumbled into tears. Now if it was just tears, it would have been better ‘cause then, I might have felt or gotten better but I just kept sobbing brokenly from my soul as I began to actually realize what mess I had brought upon myself.
The driver kept turning to look at me worriedly but with concern, I’m sure I must have looked bad because he really felt that I would collapse or something of that sort.
Two days later, Frankie called me at night to tell me that all my plans had failed;
“You think you can trap me with that thing you’re carrying huh?” He screamed at me;
“But that wasn’t what we discussed earlier, you said I could keep it and besides, you know I can’t have another D and C, I’m scared! If you didn’t want this why do you always refuse to use protection with me? Please, I can’t do what you want me to do”
I said trying to make sense of it all, to reason with him but he wasn’t in the least bit interested or bothered but he just kept raining abuses on me on how I wanted to cramp his style; he dropped his phone on me. I just cried harder. From thence, my ordeal started.
Night has way of bringing out everyone to relax after a hard day’s work even on a Sunday and it was the sound of music blaring from speakers and different aromas whiffing through my nostrils that brought me out of my reverie.
I stopped to buy suya and then decided to stop at the neighborhood’s shopping mall for some chocolates and biscuits since those are basically what I feed on.
As I walked towards the shop, I promised myself that I would try not to dwell on the past; it wasn’t as though it would make things any better. I walked to the chocolate section and as I browsed through the variety, I felt myself relaxing as I proceeded to pick ones I wanted; I looked forward to munching my Cadbury mint flavour chocolate and just couldn’t wait and just then, a voice said from behind me;
“I wouldn’t have pegged you for the sweet tooth type you know?”
He was so close to me that when I turned to the voice, I bumped into a chest, at least, that was where my eyes was level with; he was way taller than that so I had to raise my eyes to look at the face of the person trying to invade my privacy. It annoyed me that I couldn’t fault the face at all; he wasn’t bad looking; my ideal kind of guy under the right circumstances but of course, I hadn’t had those in a very long while.
Today, I just wasn’t in the mood to be friendly, nice or be receptive towards whatever the usual cliché that guys have up their silly sleeves; I barely acknowledged him as I turned back to the reason I was even in the same vicinity with whoever it was that had barged in on my alone time.
Done with shopping, I went on to pay my bills then I strolled out enjoying the breeze and the night life which was like a soft distant music to my ears when this powerful and sophisticated wheels wheeled to a stop right beside me; I was curious so I slowed my walked; no, I actually stopped to know who it was. The driver got down and it was non other than the intruder of my alone time! He raised his hands in surrender indicating that he had come in peace and introduced himself;
“Hi, my name’s Fred, you didn’t seem much inclined to being even the least bit courteous at the mall and I’m seeing you again, so if it won’t be much of a bother to you, can I drive you to your destination?”
I didn’t want any of that and thankfully, I had gotten to the junction that led to Amina’s street and I was almost home anyway and there honestly wasn’t need for help from this stranger.
“No thanks”
I replied as I kept walking towards the gate and opened it to let myself in. Getting to the front door, I knocked; I didn’t even wait for a bit because Frankie quickly opened up for me.
“You really went shopping for the usual huh? He asked knowingly, “You sure didn’t take time though you know?”
He said in his desperate attempt to strike up conversation, I didn’t even spare him a glance as I continued to the room, my sanctuary.
CHECKING IN +UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS4
Hello everyone! Hope you all had a blessed weekend? Mine was pretty hectic but I had fun! Got to see some people very dear to me and though it was short, I'm still glad to have had such little time..
Do you ever think that way? That even if time is limited, you still make the best of time spent with loved ones? Get to appreciate it?
Someone said I was getting personal on my blog, maybe that's a good thing or not, I still don't know.
All I know right now is that, I am evolving and I just don't know how FREE ANSWERS TO YOUR QUESTIONS will turn out.
I hope you have been following the series-UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS? Well, I have another episode for you, I sincerely hope you'd enjoy it..
I love you all so very much and urge you to make the best of every minute you spend on this earth. Kisses!
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UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS4
There we both stood facing each other; what I felt at that point? I do not know. It was like I stopped feeling if for a while or maybe I just blanked; is that even possible? I could barely read the expression on his face because I did not care to look at him after the second that I had unlocked the door to let Frankie in; and now it seemed to me that I had let in my worst nightmare; I had let in the epitome of my pain, suffering and misery or at least, half of it all in that second. I just wonder why this all drama was happening to me all at once like there is one grave sin I had to atone for as soon as possible.
I had control over my emotions which was so unlike me and that surprised me; I didn’t utter a word to him but turned and walked in to the sitting room;
“Jackie, it is you; it really is you”
His voice was barely audible and I could hear the shock, wonder and disbelief in his voice. I still wasn’t feeling what I knew I should feel, to me, he still wasn’t existing. I turned to face him and this time, I looked at him, I had a good look at him and I noticed that he had some grays, (I wondered what must have brought that on? His wickedness maybe I thought to myself. All 6ft3 of him, dark and handsome enough to still create havoc for the ladies gullible enough to fall, neither fat nor slim. But I had seen him; I had seen him at his worst, not just seen but experienced it first hand; the nastiness and self centered trait just beneath the suave surface; he could see I was not impressed; I am sure the disdain and disgust I felt for him was firmly etched on my face.
“Let’s get some things straight here, some ground rules” I said stopping him midway- he just nodded.
“I have to tell you that as far as I am concerned, you’re just my friend’s boyfriend who I’m just meeting for the first time; I don’t know you and you don’t know me; during your stay here, try to make yourself scarce when I’m around in anyway you deem fit, I do not care; I don’t even need you to be a pleasant friendly stranger, I am sure you can manage that; me on my part, I’d try to move out of this accommodation as soon as possible, because the sight of you ( I said gesturing at him) isn’t what I care to see often okay? Do we understand each other perfectly?’’ I asked;
“Wisest decision I have ever heard you make” he said derisively.
I ignored him, if he expected me to rise to the bait then too bad for him ‘cause I was way above that; but there still remained one thing and now as I thought of it, I felt bile rise to my throat, but I knew I had to bring it up;
“Haa… Mina said I should get you something to eat; I’m sure you can take care of that yourself huh?”
He laughed at me; a laughter with an underlying sarcasm and I knew I was not going to like what he was going to say next.
“It’s what she told you to do right? So you just do as she says, my woman has spoken; I need my food ASAP; We are strangers so please act nice, I’m hungry; I’d go wash up and be out in a jiffy, let it be ready by then please? Thank you!”
So saying, he walked out on me!
He walked out me? Really? Did he now? I tried not letting that bother me as I had gone through worse situations. I felt the beginnings of a huge headache as I walked to the kitchen.
Amina had everything in full abundant supply; wife material! She had several tubers of yams lined up and it was then that it occurred to me that Frankie’s favourite meal is boiled yam with fried eggs and well garnished at that and then I smiled in satisfaction. After going through all the contents in the fridge and freezer, I brought out the container that seemed like it contained the oldest soup, warmed it up and made eba filled with lumps and set the food for Frankie on the dinning and went back to my room.
I waited for him to call complaining about the food but he didn’t; idiot! The fool, thinking he could order me to cook for him. I was too restless to lie down let alone sleep and I noticed that I was hungry; so I decided to dress up, go out for a walk then get something light to eat. As I made to step out of my room, a call came in on my phone- Amina.
“Babe how you dey? Shebi you don see my fine bobo?”
I rolled my eyes; I had him before you! A voice deep inside of me said and I shrunk that that kind of thought could have emanated from me. The way I replied, it would have been a shock to anyone that my mind was in turmoil
“I don see am oh. You have your job cut out for you oh, how are you? How far? Full house?” (Indicating if we had loads of patients.)
“No be small thing oh, full is an understatement! I hear you have 3 procedures tomorrow; I don’t envy you at all.’’
“Mina, it’s that devil Awolabi that wants to kill me oh, but I don’t mind the work, not like I have anything else doing” I said, while she laughed softly in response.
“Okay oo, give the phone to frank please” she said
“Frank?” I asked blankly
“My bobo na haba!”
“OMG I’m so sorry! I’m in the room, he’s in the sitting room, hold on please’’
“Haba Jackie, you are supposed to keep him company na, you sef! You too do! Try and loosen up. This guy is the love of my life oh so you both should bond oh as you are my best friend”
Oh God...I moaned inwardly, as I shut my eyes briefly. What kind of mess is this? I was just happy that she didn’t notice my lapse. I know Frank as ‘Frankie’ and had forgotten that his name is actually Frank; I was too slow to catch up. Amina is intuitive and I do not need her noticing any underlying currents ‘cause then, I would be done for.
Frankie was in the kitchen, frying eggs; at my voice he turned to me with annoyance, I handed him my phone;
“Mina”, I said explaining my presence.
“Me, how are you? Hope they’re not stressing my baby over there oh, yes, your friend Jacqueline took real good care of me (he said and pointedly ignored my presence); she gave me yam and eggs; I didn’t know you had friends who made sense, I’m missing you crazy; okay, I ‘d see you soon Hun” and handed the phone back to me.
He calls her ‘me’; hmmm such love! Well good for them, they should keep their lovey dovey acts to themselves. And not for the first time did I regret dropping my friends after my episode with Frankie all in a bid to move on… I wished for the umpteenth time that there was someone I could call up to really discuss the current events as they kept unfolding, couldn’t do that with Amina as she had become part of my drama filled life.
“I’m stepping out” I said
“I’d wait for you till you get back” he replied
“And oh, I had fun with the food you served but I wasn’t satisfied so I decided to rustle up something again, I hope you don’t mind?’’
I said nothing as I stepped out and shut the door gently behind me.
My Best Friend-JOBSFORNAIJA- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!
With her I found Blogger, with her, I knew life; with her I walked the walk
With her I knew men (lol)
Punch me not..
She's so loyal it puts me to shame..
She's one wonderful person, I really wish you could meet outside of blogger
She's none other than JOBSFORNAIJA!
Yes oh.. I know her; and very well
She's 'mrs private' so I have to stick to that
She one generous humble chic and yes she's as pretty as they come..
You would have heard of her site? No? Yes? the www.jobsfornaija.com
Where you can find any job you're looking for..
Madam,
I just want to appreciate from the depths of my heart,
I love you so much (Even if I don't say it often)
Though we fight, I want you to know that you're always the 'ALL ROUNDER FRIEND'
When I'm overwhelmed I can't fully express myself
I can only celebrate this day with you
And hope that the best in life come to you
That you be happy
That you find fulfillment
That you never lack
That you never get hurt
That, in everything,Life doesn't let you down.
Happy birthday my love!
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UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS3
Happy new month people! How are we? Hope you had a swell weekend? Not got much time on my hands today and I hope you get to enjoy this episode.. Till the next part comes your way..
I want to be done with UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS 'cause we do have some pressing issues to discuss.. The series would come faster.. I wish you all the very best that this new month has to offer and more.. I love you all to infinity!
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UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS3
“…I would be staying at Amina’s, Infact that is the reason she’s here right now seeing that you’re not eager to take me in” I replied in answer to Sweet’s initial question before I was informed that Amina had come.
“So you would feel better if I said I was going to put up at a hotel?”
I continued whilst making my way down the stairs to see Amina. Sweet didn’t even dignify my question with a response.
When I entered the sitting room, Amina was perched at the edge of the seat looking as uncomfortable as a cat looked when drenched in water with my mum looking at her, her countenance of someone who had perceived a bad smell. It was so funny that I would have laughed under different circumstances.
Amina stood up so fast I knew she couldn’t wait to leave;
“How far? What’s up? Where are your things? I’d soon be on call oh so I have to be on my way to the hospital; Sweet, how are you?”
She said all in one breath; I thanked her for coming then while she and Sweet exchanged pleasantries, I rushed back upstairs to get my belongings and proceeded to struggle them down the stairs with no help from anyone.
No goodbyes from a family I shared blood ties with, not even from my sister or her husband or Uncle Jay; I left with everyone happy to see me leave not minding what was going on in my mind or how I was feeling.
“Madam, what just happened in there?”
Amina asked with curiosity shinning through her eyes as we drove out of my parents’ residence, I could see, the beginnings of a gossip.
“How?” I asked;
“Haba don’t you have disagreements with your family sometimes? That’s what happened with mine na. Everyone needs space and besides like you’ve always been saying how I’m too old to live with my parents, so make I kukuma use this opportunity get my own place, because if I lose this chance, na im be say no more for me oh” I jokingly replied.
“Shebi na now you just dey wake abi? Sha thank God you did, it’s never too late, you’re welcome to stay at my place for as long as you want; why would you want to get a place when we can stay together, we are more out than in, you know the job; besides, I even got a second job where I’d be working 3days of the week too so, it’s not like we’d be in each other’s way”
I did not have a reply to this, it was too early for me to say and I have learnt that a free gift so eagerly given had to be accepted with utmost caution so I merely listened.
When we got to her home, she showed me my room which, thank God was self-contained and meant that my privacy was intact and she said I could help myself to the food in her kitchen and hurriedly rushed off.
I was alone again and had my thoughts to myself; this time, I thought long and hard. I was sad and felt so lost and lonely; how much do I have in my account? I wondered, I should find out tomorrow because, I wasn’t sure. This was a time I needed someone to hold me and say simple words like:
“I am here for you”
Apparently, I didn’t have that, the words, ALONE began to lend a whole new meaning.
I hung my clothes, arranged my cosmetics, footwear, my cds and my laptop, I had my bath and without bothering to eat, I fell in to an exhausted sleep until I was awakened by a rude knock on the door. I cursed inwardly as I struggled to ignore the knock willing it to go away. The knock became more persistent until it was obvious the person won’t let up. I roused myself and dragged myself to the door.
“Who is it?” I asked;
“Open up and you’d see who it is” A man replied.
“If you’re here to see Amina, I’m sorry she’s not in; you can call her or something to reschedule” I said, but he cut me off saying:
“I don’t need to do any of that seeing I’m her boyfriend and I pay the bills around here so please lady, whomever you are, open the door already!” He said with impatience and annoyance in his voice.
What?! Amina had a boyfriend who actually paid her rent and all? Why didn’t she tell me? I wondered; I wouldn’t have asked to stay with her if I had known, and then, there was something about the voice, I just felt I had heard it somewhere, but whatever, my imagination again, I thought; working overtime; I then called her just to make sure:
“Mina, ‘sup? A guy’s at the door oh; he’s actually claiming to be your boyoyo and wants me to open up for him to come in that he pays your bill; that true?”
“Heee, I forgot!”
She exclaimed-
“I meant to tell you but it escaped my mind as I was in a hurry; I didn’t even think he’d come in today; please, abeg eh, let him in and help me give him something to eat please, I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t bother you, but he always wants his food as soon as he comes in.” She pleaded.
I wondered at her not getting upset that the guy had the divulged paying her bills without even meeting me, apparently, he had no respect for her at all; but oh well, what’s my own? I shrugged, mentally dissociating myself from getting involved.
I sighed; so this is how it was going to be eh? I knew it would be too good to be true. I was already shaking my head knowing that I would have to get a new place sooner than I thought amidst the knocks that kept coming from the boyfriend asking why I had not opened the door for him. The guy sure sounded nasty and with little or no manners!
“It’s okay, I’d be glad to help you out, it’s not like there’s anything else I’m doing” I replied with a resigned note in my voice which I was sure she noticed.
“I’m sorry it won’t happen again I promise” Amina said.
I nodded like she could see me and at the same time, moved to open the door, and standing right there in front of me was Frankie, the guy who got me pregnant and denied my existence as well as the pregnancy.
100th POST+ UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS2+STING'S BIRTHDAY!
Yay! It's my 100th post people and I don't have anything to say to you except that I love to bits and I have grown to know my source through you; all that I am and would always be has been through my constant communication with you.
I love you so much blogsville that it brings out the best in me, brings out the creativity and essence in me. I thank God and you all so much for bringing me to this place. This place filled with so much passion, love, friendship, care, support, loyalty and encouragement.
In the same vein, I want to appreciate STING on her birthday today and wish her the very best..The lady is one passionate lady who shows me that there's more to a woman even more than most of us can phantom. She's so friendly and quick to render help when needed. I love her, I really do. Happy birthday dear.
And now here's the part2 of the ongoing series which I have put up for Myne Whitman, showing you the extent of what I learnt from her. Enjoy
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UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS2
... Someone knocked on my door; I turned towards the sound but before I could compose myself and give permission for entry, the door opened and Sweet barged in with the sad look on her face that told how unhappy she was at the turn of events.
“Jackie what is happening?
What are you going to do now?” She asked and at the time, taking in the change in my room and the fact that I had packed up my belongings ready to leave.
“Wait, wait, are you leaving!?”
At my continued silence and seeming nonchalance, she fell on my bed and begged me to stay. I am too upset to care about what she was feeling because, come to think of it: she has it all. She doesn’t have to live here anymore; she has a brand new home and yet from her safe cocoon she still expected me to stick around and for what? Just to maintain that seeming semblance of normalcy, perfection and at what expense? Mine?! So now, I’m the sacrificial lamb? One who should endure the bad things, situations while, she, she goes on living what life she’s dreamt up, caved out for herself.
Imagine the inconsideration! Sweet was just like my parents! So she didn’t care what I’d been going through? But only that it didn’t mess up her well ordered life. Happy Sunday dinners while mum puts the screws to me and I don’t complain but swallow it; she being the miss goody two little shoes while I’m constantly branded the Miss scarlet!
I looked at Sweet and whilst I contemplated the best way to reply her silly question; oh well; I thought to myself; why show her that I had come to discover what a deceptive, self-centered lady she had become.
“My dear sister”
I began,
“It’s not like I want to leave but somehow, situation between those two (pointing a finger towards the direction of the door to indicate I meant our parents) and I have so degenerated and frankly, staying under the same roof, someone’s going to die one day and I don’t want to add it to my sins-’’
“You won’t be doing any good if you leave and no one will die!”
Sweet cut in, wailing: I looked at her with studied nonchalance though I was seething inside, wanting to vent on her as I had on mum and dad but to what end? I wondered bitterly.
“Sweet, do you not want for me to be happy? Don’t you want me to go to bed without being so depressed wishing I never woke up? Do you enjoy the way mum destroys me each day? I could go on asking you so many questions but to what end? I expected you to console me, give me all the support and encouragement I need and even go as far as inviting me over to your home till I can get a place of my own, yet, here you are”
I could see her visibly regrouping; trying to compose her features to suit that of someone wounded by my words! How did I get to be surrounded by these people? I could just read them like the symptoms of recurrent malaria!
“Sis, how can you say that? Of course, I’d want for you to come stay with us, but you know how it is; mum won’t be happy with me at all if I did that; you know you should apologize to her, but I’m sure you’d manage. Lest I forget, what hotel would you be lodged at so I can at least know your whereabouts?”
As I made to reply her, the house help came in to announce a guest named Amina was downstairs in the sitting room waiting to see me and I knew it was my cue to leave.
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Thank you all so much for reading..
I'd be back to next week for another episode. Stay blessed and have a splendid weekend!
MYNE + UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS
This post is my way of appreciating Myne whitman.
With her, I re-discovered my love for writing..
Through her I had some of my confidence restored..
She's touched my life in so many ways and I want to say Happy birthday, very many happy returns and may the best in life, your hope and dreams, aspirations never be far from you..
This would be a series for a week or so, I must add that it was first posted on www.naijastories.com I think you all should check it out if you haven't yet.. It is the best place to be..
You 'd turn out better than you were before you got there.
Once again, Happy Birthday Myne!
Here it goes..
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UNFORGIVEN TRESPASS
“... You’re beginning to add weight, you know?”
At this, I cringed inwardly; “There she goes again” I thought to myself and pretended not to hear what my mum had just said. This was supposed to be a happy Sunday; couldn’t there be a respite from this continuous shredding of my spirit and unpleasantness?
“Mummy please don’t start now” My younger sister, Sweet said; she and her husband had come with their 6month old baby (Anita) for the Sunday early dinner which is a weekly ritual. She didn’t like situations like this especially with her husband present.
“Don’t start what, tell me? Honestly your sister has become a great disappointment to me and your father. Take our lane for example: How many girls her age are not married? Let’s say they misbehaved, at least, they have kids to show for their sluttish behaviour”
“Mum!” Sweet screeched;
“Don’t ‘mum’ me, I’m sick of seeing your sister’s face. What has she done without getting in to a situation which your father and I have had to wade in and pull her out before she drowned both herself and us?”
Several emotions had begun to brew inside of me, ranging from shame, sadness, melancholy, frustration and then anger. I have never been one to trade insults with my parents; wasn’t the way we were brought up. The appetite I had worked up had all but disappeared. I looked to my dad to put a rein on mother but the way he kept quiet showed he was in support of the way she was slicing me up with no regard for my dignity in front of my sister’s husband Kola and our family friend, Uncle Jay. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I opened my mouth and began to speak:
“Mummy, Daddy, tell me where I went wrong; I’ve always listened to you, obeyed you, walked the steps you insisted I take. I gave up my love for Engineering and instead went in for Medicine; when my colleagues and friends started getting married, it was you daddy who stopped me from attending weddings, which according to you, ‘they’d distract me’ and so I listened to you. I drove my suitors away in the name of completing my studies and specializing; why do you hate me this much? Why can’t you let me feel safe and happy being a part of this family? Look at Sweet; you allowed her get married while still in school and not only that, she studied English Literature, her first love without any objections from you; where exactly have I gone wrong?”
Despite the outburst, it wasn’t enough, I could barely keep it in, my chest heaved; I almost burst in to tears but didn’t want to give my mum that satisfaction. Uncle Jay lowered his eyes in embarrassment. At that time, I didn’t even care what anyone thought and to hell with dinner!
Daddy cleared his throat and declared that we pray for the meal before us, whether out of a desperate attempt at humour or relish that the words mum had uttered had reduced me to a bag of tumbled emotions, he cynically smiled and asked what all the ‘noise’ was for while everyone else tried to settle into a semblance of normalcy.
I looked at him in astonishment; all this had happened in his presence and he wasn’t even bothered, like I didn’t even exist. My heart shattered to pieces. I mean, this was too much! Just too much for even me to bear.
“This isn’t over!”
I blurted out angrily.
“You can’t keep doing this to me, I’m also a member of this family, look at me mummy, daddy, tell me what it is that I’ve done to you that is so bad that I can’t be forgiven”
All at once, everyone began to talk but not that I cared anyway:
-“Sis, take it easy now, let it go, why did you have to bring it up again?”(Sweet)
-“Jackie relax please, it’s done” (Kola)
-“Obviously, I won’t be enjoying this dinner” (Uncle Jay)
-“Would you keep quiet?” (Daddy)
Everyone was speaking. Mother looked at me with all the spite and venom she could muster and said to me:
“Everyday I see you and look at you, I hate you more; without mincing words, you’re one mistake of a daughter, bringing me nothing but shame. You think you’re something? You are nothing! ‘Think you have paid your dues? What do you think you can do to make me forget the shame you brought on this family by stupidly getting pregnant for that son of an unknown man, that fool!? And yet you sit here and talk to my face like you deserve some respite, something good; I’d be pleased the day I never get to see you again”
“Mother!” Sweet wailed.
Mum held up her hand to halt any further statement from anyone. I stood up, feeling blood rush into my head, this kind of numbing pain that I didn’t know where it emanated and said:
“For as long as you live mother, you would never see my face”
Amidst the shock and bewilderment that heralded the faces at the table, I quietly left the table for my room. There, I began to pack up my belongings. My mind had blanked out what had just transpired between my mum and I for at least a while. How would I get a new place to live at such short notice?
..I had gotten pregnant for Frankie and decided to keep it even though he had protested vehemently that he didn’t want to have any baby with me and not outside wedlock: I wanted to settle down at the age of 26 which was as a result of mother’s continuous nagging. I thought that with time, he’d get used to the idea and come around but with time, he just froze me out when he saw that I was adamant. My folks couldn’t believe it; I was assaulted by them verbally and psychologically each day; I was even denied food! Like magic, I suddenly went broke and had to depend on them, life was chaotic.
Finally, I caved in to my parents demand to terminate the pregnancy; I went with my dad to remove a four month old pregnancy which fortunately wasn’t all that visible because of the kind of physique I had. After the pain and trauma, I vowed never to be caught in such a situation or any other irresponsible act again and I have never since looked back but tried my best to please my parents and make them proud which obviously didn’t count for anything as they love to remind me of my past indiscretion.
The voices downstairs brought me out of my reverie, I then made a call to Aisha, my friend and colleague in the hope that I could stay with her temporarily before I get a place of my own to which, she readily agreed. As I waited for Aisha to come pick me, I stared out of the window of my room wondering what life has in store for me.
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So people.. That's it for today; I'd be back for more..
Love you all so very much..
A LITTLE BIT OF THIS 'N' THAT....'

I just thought I should share these with you.. Got it from a friend's
How's everyone? I hope good..
I've been told by everyone that I'm such a happy soul these days, that laughter comes so easily to me and I think I'd agree with them..
I'd have to share my testimony with you all very soon.. I have to. But I have to do it with Rita (EroLyrics) .
It was hellish for me but somehow with God being there while I kept complaining and sinking deeper in to depression, he answered me just when I wasn't looking, when I had forgotten that I had handed everything over to him; when I least expected Him to. He's that way; This God..
Prayers are answered in different ways;
Some immediately,
Some, soon enough, when your faith is still present
And some, when you have no hope left, when you've just about given up like, ' well God, whenever, you feel like answering, do it.. as for me, I'm done!'
It's that time that he starts showing himself strong in every circumstance and situation that you find yourself in; He's never too late..
The pics I pasted just don't go with what I've written, yes? Lol.. After I uploaded the pics, I had this to say to you.. Bear with me..
Also, Did you know that cherry, and incase you didn't know, it's also known as 'UDARA' in the Ibo dialect, I'm not sure what others call it and so let me err on the side of caution and stick to Cherry and Udara.
Anyways, Cherry is an anti-cancerous fruit.. Keep eating as much cherry as you can lay your hands on and you'd be fine.. ..
Let's do something 2day..
Call someone that you haven't in a while and say hi..
I promise you, you'd feel good about yourself..
Just smile today whether you have the urge to or not..
And let me me know what happened..
I love you all to infinity..
TRY THIS!!!
Do you have a long day and don't have a free time to workout.. Yet you feel you're adding weight by the minute?
I'm thinking you should try this:
Why don't you jog on the spot in the morning or/and in the evening?
You can start with 500 then extend it if you so wish..
It keeps you trim..
Let's just try it then get on the scale and weigh yourself a month later.
WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS???
Hello favourite people! How are you all? How was your weekend? I went for a wedding; I was on the road on Friday, Saturday and Sunday! Right now, I feel like my bones are broken in places even I don't know; But I digress. Just wanted to chit-chat abit.. I wish blogger was a bit like mini-twit arena except that you could type for like half a page or so.
What's wrong with a guy of 25 dating a girl of 16? Or 15, 17 dating a man who's 28,29 and 30? I don't think there's anything wrong with it as far as the intentions are sincere
Girls it has been proven maturely quickly than the men and for a teenager rapidly approaching maturity, the brain wave length would surely differ from a teenage boy who's approaching maturity. His interests would most probably lean towards his testosterone, being the center of his circle of friends and other mundane things.
I'm sure a lot of people would have varying opinions and I really want to know..
What's wrong with the picture?
WOMEN!!! IN YOUR FACE!
This week, today, I will as promised, talk about women.
I'm sure we've all been looking towards this; Wondering if I would do a better job here yeah? I would do my best. If you aren't satisfied, Please don't hesitate to join in this conversation o.. It certainly isn't private. How was your weekend? Hope it went well? I had in mind to have a quiet weekend but it turned out to be something else. Goes to show that MAN PROPOSES GOD DISPOSES.
Which brings me to this pending conversation:WHY ARE WOMEN FASTIDIOUS IN AN OH SO NEGATIVE WAY? WHY WOULD YOU NOT LIVE AND LET LIFE? What I mean? A lady sees and guy and in a week she decides that this man must be 'her husband', her conviction of course would be unfounded.You want to see that which obviously isn't. Making you turn in to this pathetic, needy , inferiority complex ridden woman all for A MAN. Just 1 man. He wasn't there when you were born, you didn't know him, he didn't contribute to your existence in any way and then suddenly, for the wrong unhealthy reasons, you 'can't live without him'. The pity of the situation is that he doesn't even care one bit about you and you sit there.... Pining.... SMH..... Pathetic.
Do you know what men want?
Have you ever taken a guy or two as case studies? Do you really pay attention when men are relaxed and are having an easy conversation with each other about women? Do you pay attention to women when they sit to discuss their experiences? You know what happens to a lot of us? We think: 'It can't happen to me' ' He's so different, he'd never do that to me, I'm not that stupid'. Women don't learn from other peoples experience, they like to have their own experience and when they do, they wallow in self pity and expect the whole world to bath you with reassuring words- Please, it happens, will always happen and may have helped you to in the long run...
Yes I said it! Don't cling, don't be too needy, don't crowd or cage him.. He already knows you're good in wifely duties so don't over emphasize it.. He was eating before you came along,He had clean clothes and dressed smart when you met him,I mean that was one of the things you noticed yes? Don't start doing his laundry PLEASE!Live life as you were before you both met. Don't be tied to the hip with him until he virtually indicates otherwise(not just in words, but deeds by taking you to the altar AND signing the dotted lines!).
Everyone one needs someone to be there for them at one point or another, but please ladies, women don't insinuate yourself into every situation your man finds himself.. Let him work it out and even if you could have been of help, try and control yourself.
I'm not saying some men aren't worth the stress but even the best of them all can still be 'kept' if you played by the 'sane' rule.
You noticed when a man's distant and you try to play 'mummy, sister, friend, lover, confidant' all in one? Give it a break! He wants his space! Same as you can give the 'distant' treatment! Guys love it when women give them the cold shoulder, show them strength ,resolve and independence.
Why would you want to compare your man with someone's? That is so low and primitive. Why would you want to own a man? That smells of inferiority complex from a mile off and that is so uncool. As women take men who love them too much and show it for granted, that also applies to the men.
I would ask why women would stoop so low to fight for a man in his presence? Making him feel that he is so special or that he is the center of attraction? God's gift to women? He isn't and you're really silly for thinking and doing that. Who wants to know? Regardless of the countless times you fight for him, he'd leave you if he so desires so why make the effort at all? Guys already know what they want and have made the decision and no matter how indecisive they may seem, he's just fooling you; he's made his choice.
Don't make a done deal an easy job;
Don't belittle yourself for a man even if you feel you've nothing;
Don't make any man any more special than he already is;
Please never make a man the center of your universe.
Just appreciate them for the joy and comfort they can give you and learn from their inadequacies. Study men, tag them then you've got no obvious or unwarranted problems.
I made series of mistakes in this writeup but I have corrected them.. I was in a huge hurry.I love you all so very much.







