Has anyone been to Yaba market recently?It’s notoriety for filth,cacophony of obnoxious noise(especially in the blazing afternoons),choking traffic,fraustrating beggars,crime and criminals is beginning to fade.Whether these positive changes are happenning because of the sabotaged,sorry,(story for another day) bulldozing and rebuilding of the commercial nub of Yaba-the “shopping mall”; which has rendered many jobless and drastically reduced the economic activities there hence ebbed the wave of people into Yaba,I’m not certain but what I know is that I like the new face of the central market and my lovely governor has a hand in it.Yaba is neat and decorus with a freer flow of traffic plus the roundabout has been decorated and there is a sculptured red iconic cap of the previous governor of Lagos state-Asiwaju Bola Ahmed Tinubu on the circular dais of the roundabout.If you reside in Lagos then you should know Tinubu always wears the yoruba attire called buba and sokoto and crowns it with a cap which is like a longer fez with woven designs in varying colours but in a pattern that is now unmistakable his signature.Whether you agree or not,he has deftly branded that cap to many Nigerians as his image.It is iconic.It represents him.I have no problem with this and I like him because I think he is a politican in the real sense of the word but what baffles me is that of all monuments,why is it his cap at the Yaba roundabout?
Physically,the cap does beautify the buzzing area but psychologically and politically I think it insults the people of Lagos.I consulted knowledge and history and they told me that monuments and statues are built for a man as a symbol of his greatness.Ceasar’s statue,Mandela’s statue in Jo’bourg,Awolowo’s statue in Ondo,Sango’s statue used by NEPA et al are tad examples of a man’s greatness and influence publicly proclaimed by a grand image.I don’t intend Asiwaju is not a great man but a well deserved and appreciated monument is unanimously called for by the general public to honour a man that has stood for general good of mankind and has positively and significantly influenced peoples lives.Take a cue from the late M.K.O Abiola.Nigerians at home and in the diaspora have demanded that he should be immortalised.June12 has continued to be observed as a political ritual to true democrazy and Abiola’s memory despite the government’s warning.The Teslim Balogun stadium in Surulere was also asked to be named after him.Well I don’t know if u called for a statue in honour of Asiwaju but I didn’t ,my neighbour mama Suliat didn’t and I know at least 12million of the Lagos populace didn’t.So who put the statue there and why?As far as I am concerned Sir Otedola is the best and most honourable governor of Lagos state so far.His tenure produced a huge chunk of the medium housing estates in Lagos plus without EFCC on his neck he left office with no Lagos state funds in his possession.Everybody knows his dignity has earned him a name amongst the Lagos politicians.A statue in his honour on the circular dais on Yaba roundabout would be accepted by me.
Writers write as an authority and expect readers to learn a thing or two from their piece but I am writing this not as an authority but as an inquirer,a student in search of answers.I am puzzled. “Why is that cap there?”Someone please tell me!You might be wondering why I’m fretting over a non-living thing but the truth is that the cap does talk.It is saying Tinubu is not in gubernatorial office but he governs Lagos state.The cap arrogantly proclaims the gripping might of Tinubu on Lagos state.It publicly proclaims him a political godfather.Nomatter the number of Obamas that campaign in the next Lagos state gubernatorial elections we all know the elected governor will be an AC candidate.AC is doing fine o but we have not yet attained true democarazy.Our government is not yet by,for and of the people…..I ask again “Who put the cap there and why?”
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
MY MOMMY'S DESIGNER SHOE
Here is a poem I wrote for you guys,hope you love it!
She is a few inches lengthier than my palm.
Like a lioness on a prowl
She lies on the floor
With a 6inch heel that pushes her butt up.
She wears a black crocodile leather skinned suit
Within she is laced with red suede underwear.
Looking down at her
I see her curves
Like the figure eight.
She wears a J shaped penchant
It’s the crest for Jimmy Choo.
She robs a bleaching cream called Kiwi
That makes her shine like a black lambo in a showroom.
Tempted to touch
I caress her
Skin on skin
Slowly,tenderly.
The succulent waist
The thick hips
The firm buttocks….
They all smell,smell
Chocolate.yes chocolate.
She is a few inches lengthier than my palm.
Like a lioness on a prowl
She lies on the floor
With a 6inch heel that pushes her butt up.
She wears a black crocodile leather skinned suit
Within she is laced with red suede underwear.
Looking down at her
I see her curves
Like the figure eight.
She wears a J shaped penchant
It’s the crest for Jimmy Choo.
She robs a bleaching cream called Kiwi
That makes her shine like a black lambo in a showroom.
Tempted to touch
I caress her
Skin on skin
Slowly,tenderly.
The succulent waist
The thick hips
The firm buttocks….
They all smell,smell
Chocolate.yes chocolate.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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Seriously I don't know what is wrong with me.I'm supposed to upload the concluding part of the story but I'm not just in the mood.I pick up a pen but my fingers refused to write.I got the rest of the story in my head but my heart has refused to will.I just feel I owe it to you guys to upload,thats why I'm here.My life has been a blast recently,I'm loving life and all but there just seem to be this underlying tone of unsatisfaction.What next?What do I do with my life?Right now I'm loving writing and yeah I still need a job o(writing job)but in 9ja you can't rely on only writing to survive.I'm so talented and interested in so many things I'm confused about what to focus my future on...By the way,is there anybody in canada here,I need help,google can't seem to solve it!
Monday, February 2, 2009
KAMIKAZE(PART 3)
I am very sorry its taken me a long while to upload but I just believe you guys know I don’t want it that way,its just stuffs that her militating against me jare.Here’s the continuation.I even uploaded this in a hurry,not as good as I scripted it.
The door of the sitting room opens slowly.Victoria’s hourglass frame staggers in slowly as if her legs could not support her frame much longer.She pauses after the threshold,looks around the exquisitely furnished sitting room pregnant with Italian marble floors,Sony home theatre system,Gorgio Armani furnitures,Chinesechandeliers,a Yamaha grand organ,an original michaelangelo painting and artifacts made exquisite by history and rarity.Beautiful Beethoven symphonies aired through the Sony doulby surround speakers but there was no prince to make her dance like Cinderella at the ball.The Gorgio Armani sofas weren’t cossy anymore.For a while she has not had sex on them while being caressed and kissed allover.The Armani seats looked no different from locally made baba silifah chairs.Michaelangelo’s masterpiece looked like a bunch of naked vagabonds with wings.Vanity upon vanity!”Money can’tbuy happiness” Victoria said to herself or maybe her distant husband who couldn’t hear her.I’m not sure of which.
Victoria was pulled out of her thoughts by screams emanating from two amiable mites scampering towards her.”Mommy,mommy,oyoyo”.Their beaming chocolate round faces had to large eyes,puffy cheeks and a set of teeth with the incisors missing.Victoria feigns a smile and with her left hand brushes them aside as if to clear her path.They reach out for her skirt in an attempt to hug her but she fumbles through and crashes in the nearest sofa with a loud sigh.She doesn’t have their time today,she is troubled.Demola rushes intothe living room,cites Victoria,exhausted,staring upwards,drowning in thoughts oblivious of the chattering adorable mites around her.He packs them to their room,lays them on the bed,covers them with the sheet,puts a pair of scissors on the bed just above their heads and commands them to sleep.They slept!It’s like magic.When they see the scissors the always sleep if not,ojuju calabar will come from nowhere,pick up the scissors and chop off their “kokoro”(Yoruba slang for penis).Kids,so naïve.Demola strolls back to the sitting room,stares gravely at Victoria and sits close to her left with his right arm stretching out on the heard rest of the sofa.He said nothing but gave Victoria a piercing gaze so sharp that his eyes spoke.Yes,I am sure,his eyes spoke.They said something like “Poor thing.Sorry,I am so sorry:.Victoria was so stabbed by the gaze she erupted.”Why? Why me?Does segun want to kill me?I am not asking for too much,am I?Just a little more of my husband,MY HUSBAND’S time!”Her body rocked as she erupted,ejecting the hot larva she has bottled up.Her desperation vented through the perspiration that broke out her forehead,tears that brimmed her eyes and violent gesticulations.She soliloquized on and on but Demola said nothing.His silence was comforting.It was that kind of silence that spoke.”I am here with you.Don’t worry,it will be alright”.Finally someone was listening to her.She was as exhausted as a baby that cried itself to sleep.Demola still said nothing and remained still.He maintained his fixed gaze on Victoria’s tender face which was now resting on his right shoulder.For 33minutes he remained still and watched the somnolent Victoria as she drifted in and out of sleep but with every passing minute,Victoria’s heavy breasts(which were his Achilles heel) pressed harder on his right chest stirring lust within him.He grew hard,his heart beat faster and his body temperature increased.Should he or should he not?But his penis was doing the thinking now.He slide his hand underneath Victoria’s shirt.At that moment she gained consciousness and looked puzzled at what was happening but she didn’t really have the willpower to refuse him.She also wanted this…..
“omo you don make me fall in love” A timely call comes in and interrupts the adultery but by now Demola’s fingers were in her pants.She just moaned.Fortunately,taiye wakes and staggers into the snogging room.Victoria froze!Eyes wide opened and Demola retreated fast.Taiye walks up to Victoria and says “Mommy whats wrong with your leg?Why is uncle Demola scratching it fast fast?”She couldn’t gather the courage to answer.She receded in to her room and wept bitterly.Demola,disappointed and ashamed walks out of the house.All night Victoria cried to God to forgive her and prayed that he would help her.In the morning,she decides to leave for Abuja with the kids unannounced to her husband.The distance issue had to be settled urgently before something worse happens.She was dejected and sad.With a scattered hair,no make up and no perfume on she scurried her 2boys into her 2008 Toyota camry ready to leave to go book for the flight.Little did she know that was the last time she would drive the car...
Ehnehn people,I need a job oooo.A writing job preferably.It's time to be me-wellsbaba lol
The door of the sitting room opens slowly.Victoria’s hourglass frame staggers in slowly as if her legs could not support her frame much longer.She pauses after the threshold,looks around the exquisitely furnished sitting room pregnant with Italian marble floors,Sony home theatre system,Gorgio Armani furnitures,Chinesechandeliers,a Yamaha grand organ,an original michaelangelo painting and artifacts made exquisite by history and rarity.Beautiful Beethoven symphonies aired through the Sony doulby surround speakers but there was no prince to make her dance like Cinderella at the ball.The Gorgio Armani sofas weren’t cossy anymore.For a while she has not had sex on them while being caressed and kissed allover.The Armani seats looked no different from locally made baba silifah chairs.Michaelangelo’s masterpiece looked like a bunch of naked vagabonds with wings.Vanity upon vanity!”Money can’tbuy happiness” Victoria said to herself or maybe her distant husband who couldn’t hear her.I’m not sure of which.
Victoria was pulled out of her thoughts by screams emanating from two amiable mites scampering towards her.”Mommy,mommy,oyoyo”.Their beaming chocolate round faces had to large eyes,puffy cheeks and a set of teeth with the incisors missing.Victoria feigns a smile and with her left hand brushes them aside as if to clear her path.They reach out for her skirt in an attempt to hug her but she fumbles through and crashes in the nearest sofa with a loud sigh.She doesn’t have their time today,she is troubled.Demola rushes intothe living room,cites Victoria,exhausted,staring upwards,drowning in thoughts oblivious of the chattering adorable mites around her.He packs them to their room,lays them on the bed,covers them with the sheet,puts a pair of scissors on the bed just above their heads and commands them to sleep.They slept!It’s like magic.When they see the scissors the always sleep if not,ojuju calabar will come from nowhere,pick up the scissors and chop off their “kokoro”(Yoruba slang for penis).Kids,so naïve.Demola strolls back to the sitting room,stares gravely at Victoria and sits close to her left with his right arm stretching out on the heard rest of the sofa.He said nothing but gave Victoria a piercing gaze so sharp that his eyes spoke.Yes,I am sure,his eyes spoke.They said something like “Poor thing.Sorry,I am so sorry:.Victoria was so stabbed by the gaze she erupted.”Why? Why me?Does segun want to kill me?I am not asking for too much,am I?Just a little more of my husband,MY HUSBAND’S time!”Her body rocked as she erupted,ejecting the hot larva she has bottled up.Her desperation vented through the perspiration that broke out her forehead,tears that brimmed her eyes and violent gesticulations.She soliloquized on and on but Demola said nothing.His silence was comforting.It was that kind of silence that spoke.”I am here with you.Don’t worry,it will be alright”.Finally someone was listening to her.She was as exhausted as a baby that cried itself to sleep.Demola still said nothing and remained still.He maintained his fixed gaze on Victoria’s tender face which was now resting on his right shoulder.For 33minutes he remained still and watched the somnolent Victoria as she drifted in and out of sleep but with every passing minute,Victoria’s heavy breasts(which were his Achilles heel) pressed harder on his right chest stirring lust within him.He grew hard,his heart beat faster and his body temperature increased.Should he or should he not?But his penis was doing the thinking now.He slide his hand underneath Victoria’s shirt.At that moment she gained consciousness and looked puzzled at what was happening but she didn’t really have the willpower to refuse him.She also wanted this…..
“omo you don make me fall in love” A timely call comes in and interrupts the adultery but by now Demola’s fingers were in her pants.She just moaned.Fortunately,taiye wakes and staggers into the snogging room.Victoria froze!Eyes wide opened and Demola retreated fast.Taiye walks up to Victoria and says “Mommy whats wrong with your leg?Why is uncle Demola scratching it fast fast?”She couldn’t gather the courage to answer.She receded in to her room and wept bitterly.Demola,disappointed and ashamed walks out of the house.All night Victoria cried to God to forgive her and prayed that he would help her.In the morning,she decides to leave for Abuja with the kids unannounced to her husband.The distance issue had to be settled urgently before something worse happens.She was dejected and sad.With a scattered hair,no make up and no perfume on she scurried her 2boys into her 2008 Toyota camry ready to leave to go book for the flight.Little did she know that was the last time she would drive the car...
Ehnehn people,I need a job oooo.A writing job preferably.It's time to be me-wellsbaba lol
Monday, December 15, 2008
KAMIKAZE(ADJ) part2
This is the 2nd part of the story I started prior2my disappearance but b4 u read this story I want u2FIRST predict the end of the story(if ur yet2read the story,go2d post titled kamikaze(adj) b4 u read this post)I noticed a psychological trend in the comments(which I will reveal later) That is why I want u2predict first so u dnt change ur mind after reading this post.The first part is stained with loads of grammatical errors and wrong spellings cos I rushed the story n also did no editing.
2MONTHS AFTER SEGUN'S DEPARTURE
Segun delayed his sleep for almost an hour so he cud be awake at 12am on the 9th of march 2008 to wish the love of his life a happy birthday and shock her with a surprise.Anxiously,he looks at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time but it said 11:58pm.He let out a loud sigh in exasperation...His eyes were drowsy.His muscles lazy.His kingsize bed exerted gravitational pull and seemed2call his name.It was somnambulistic.The 58mins had been grueling.The 2mins felt like forever."what the heck!"Segun snaped.He reseted his watch a minute and30seconds earlier.Satisfactorily,he stared at his Tag which then said 12am."Omo udon make me fall in love.U don make me fall in love" Victoria's phone rang but she was too buried in deep sleep by the weight of responsibilities and exhaustion."Omo udon make me fall in love" Victoria's phone rang again but the ringtone played in her dream a sweet music instead of waking her up.She smiled,turned her back2d phone,pedaled and slide a hand forward in a manner that seemed as if she clutched down,change gears and step on the gas,accelerating deeper in2sleep land.Segun was fraustrated.He felt like smashing his blackberry.He'd waited a grueling 60mins all for this?His bed held him.He couldn't resist anymore.He sets his alarm for3am.He had2b d first2call her.... "THIS IS SPARTA!!!" The alarm barked at Segun.Sluggishly,he gained consciousness.Slothfully,he called his wife.Drowsily,Victoria picked.Ecstatically,Segun spoke.Quickly,Victoria leaped2life shocked by whose online."Happy birthday dearie" Victoria smiled.She was touched.She loved this part of him.He was romantic its just that he is turn between work and home."How are u my queen?" "I'm fine,the kids are better" "Dmt talk bout the kids.2day is all4u" Segun interrupted."Awwh dats so sweet.I miss u" "Guess what?" Segun jumped in."Emm... ur coming home?" Victoria said sarcastically."How did u know?Yes I am"
“NO!U kid me right?” She said in excitement. “Seriously.I’m bringing myself as birthday gift.I’m coming with the afternoon flight” “AHHH!OH MY GUSH(3ce)” She shouted ecstatically.Her birthday couldn’t be any happier.She missed him.”Come pick me up at the airport at 3pm” “WOW!I’ll.Thats another 2hour drive but its worth it” “Awwh,I miss you dear.I miss you.I miss combing your hair with my fingers.I miss licking your earlobes.” They whispered beautiful nothings for the next hour.
Demola stepped in the house.It looked different-red and lovely.He could see joy-written in the air.It was like xmas.U need not be told its xmas with all the lightened trees,atmosphere and faces.”What is happening this Saturday morning” Hem mused.Victoria slid down the stairs and around the sitting room like a ballet.She winked at Demola to greet him.Her face was exceptionally bright.She still had her red night gown on and she sang “lady in red” to herself.Demola was puzzled but those intimidating breasts of Victoria’s jumped at him via the slightly transparent night gown.He’d lusted after them so so many times.He imagined his big ben between those twin towers.”Blood of Jesus!” He uttered snapping out of sin.We all have this “mojos” played in our minds at one time or the other.I think it’s a good thing we can’t see people’s thoughts.Gush,its so filthy and wicked!A sister sees a brother’s fallos protruding his trouser and her mind leaps to conjure all her mouth and hands can do with it.A dude sees a chair and he is transported via a time portal to what he did on the chair when sarah sat on his nail.But I think that’s the major difference between man and dogs.Dogs go on right ahead to fuck anything-including their mothers!Man,on the contrary has this resistor called common sense.It checks him.”Hey man,shes hot but shes ur friend’s aunt” “Hey girl,hes brad pitt but he is your sister’s”(for where?enough pple go still disobey this one o lol) Even the most pious men have these thoughts but I think its still within civility and morality when we contain these thoughts.
“Whats happening o?” Demola finally spoke.”Today is my birthday” “OH!My bad.I forgot” “And segun is leaving work to be with me today!” Victoria added gleefully.”Ehen.Nowonder” “I need to go change and go pick Segun.Heres some money please get lunch for the kids and yourself” At 1pm.Victoria called Segun who informed her he is on the way to the airport for his 1hour flight to Las gidi scheduled for 2pm.Excitement brimming in Victoria,she rushed to the airport.Its been an hour into her drive from Ajah to the airport.Now she is stuck in traffic on the 3rd mainland bridge.Shiana Twain’s “you are still the one” played on the radio.It was perfect.She reminisced.”Omo, udon make me fall in love” Victoria looks at the caller ID-True love.Its Segun.”Hello my love” She said gleefully like a kid handed a pack of candy.”Em…Hi” The voice on the other end of the line lacked the enthusiasm it carried at 3am that morning.”Whats the problem?” Victoria quizzed.”Em…There is a…em…problem at the office.Someone messed up and I must fix it if not the company would be in trouble with NCC.I can’t come to Lagos anymore.” Victoria was shattered.It was better he hadn’t made the promise.Tears dripped down her chics.She lost grip of herself.Her lips quivered.“Isn’t there any other way” Victoria asked helplessly.”You know if there is,I would” Segun sadly replied.Her phone dropped from her fidgeting fingers.The jeep decelerated till it came to a halt in the middle of the road.She buried her head in the steering wheel.The horn blasted away!”Hello!Hello!Are you there my love?” Segun cried.At that moment,Tracy Chapman’s “Sorry-sorry,is all that you can say….but you can say baby,baby can I hold you tonite” aired through the radio….
2MONTHS AFTER SEGUN'S DEPARTURE
Segun delayed his sleep for almost an hour so he cud be awake at 12am on the 9th of march 2008 to wish the love of his life a happy birthday and shock her with a surprise.Anxiously,he looks at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time but it said 11:58pm.He let out a loud sigh in exasperation...His eyes were drowsy.His muscles lazy.His kingsize bed exerted gravitational pull and seemed2call his name.It was somnambulistic.The 58mins had been grueling.The 2mins felt like forever."what the heck!"Segun snaped.He reseted his watch a minute and30seconds earlier.Satisfactorily,he stared at his Tag which then said 12am."Omo udon make me fall in love.U don make me fall in love" Victoria's phone rang but she was too buried in deep sleep by the weight of responsibilities and exhaustion."Omo udon make me fall in love" Victoria's phone rang again but the ringtone played in her dream a sweet music instead of waking her up.She smiled,turned her back2d phone,pedaled and slide a hand forward in a manner that seemed as if she clutched down,change gears and step on the gas,accelerating deeper in2sleep land.Segun was fraustrated.He felt like smashing his blackberry.He'd waited a grueling 60mins all for this?His bed held him.He couldn't resist anymore.He sets his alarm for3am.He had2b d first2call her.... "THIS IS SPARTA!!!" The alarm barked at Segun.Sluggishly,he gained consciousness.Slothfully,he called his wife.Drowsily,Victoria picked.Ecstatically,Segun spoke.Quickly,Victoria leaped2life shocked by whose online."Happy birthday dearie" Victoria smiled.She was touched.She loved this part of him.He was romantic its just that he is turn between work and home."How are u my queen?" "I'm fine,the kids are better" "Dmt talk bout the kids.2day is all4u" Segun interrupted."Awwh dats so sweet.I miss u" "Guess what?" Segun jumped in."Emm... ur coming home?" Victoria said sarcastically."How did u know?Yes I am"
“NO!U kid me right?” She said in excitement. “Seriously.I’m bringing myself as birthday gift.I’m coming with the afternoon flight” “AHHH!OH MY GUSH(3ce)” She shouted ecstatically.Her birthday couldn’t be any happier.She missed him.”Come pick me up at the airport at 3pm” “WOW!I’ll.Thats another 2hour drive but its worth it” “Awwh,I miss you dear.I miss you.I miss combing your hair with my fingers.I miss licking your earlobes.” They whispered beautiful nothings for the next hour.
Demola stepped in the house.It looked different-red and lovely.He could see joy-written in the air.It was like xmas.U need not be told its xmas with all the lightened trees,atmosphere and faces.”What is happening this Saturday morning” Hem mused.Victoria slid down the stairs and around the sitting room like a ballet.She winked at Demola to greet him.Her face was exceptionally bright.She still had her red night gown on and she sang “lady in red” to herself.Demola was puzzled but those intimidating breasts of Victoria’s jumped at him via the slightly transparent night gown.He’d lusted after them so so many times.He imagined his big ben between those twin towers.”Blood of Jesus!” He uttered snapping out of sin.We all have this “mojos” played in our minds at one time or the other.I think it’s a good thing we can’t see people’s thoughts.Gush,its so filthy and wicked!A sister sees a brother’s fallos protruding his trouser and her mind leaps to conjure all her mouth and hands can do with it.A dude sees a chair and he is transported via a time portal to what he did on the chair when sarah sat on his nail.But I think that’s the major difference between man and dogs.Dogs go on right ahead to fuck anything-including their mothers!Man,on the contrary has this resistor called common sense.It checks him.”Hey man,shes hot but shes ur friend’s aunt” “Hey girl,hes brad pitt but he is your sister’s”(for where?enough pple go still disobey this one o lol) Even the most pious men have these thoughts but I think its still within civility and morality when we contain these thoughts.
“Whats happening o?” Demola finally spoke.”Today is my birthday” “OH!My bad.I forgot” “And segun is leaving work to be with me today!” Victoria added gleefully.”Ehen.Nowonder” “I need to go change and go pick Segun.Heres some money please get lunch for the kids and yourself” At 1pm.Victoria called Segun who informed her he is on the way to the airport for his 1hour flight to Las gidi scheduled for 2pm.Excitement brimming in Victoria,she rushed to the airport.Its been an hour into her drive from Ajah to the airport.Now she is stuck in traffic on the 3rd mainland bridge.Shiana Twain’s “you are still the one” played on the radio.It was perfect.She reminisced.”Omo, udon make me fall in love” Victoria looks at the caller ID-True love.Its Segun.”Hello my love” She said gleefully like a kid handed a pack of candy.”Em…Hi” The voice on the other end of the line lacked the enthusiasm it carried at 3am that morning.”Whats the problem?” Victoria quizzed.”Em…There is a…em…problem at the office.Someone messed up and I must fix it if not the company would be in trouble with NCC.I can’t come to Lagos anymore.” Victoria was shattered.It was better he hadn’t made the promise.Tears dripped down her chics.She lost grip of herself.Her lips quivered.“Isn’t there any other way” Victoria asked helplessly.”You know if there is,I would” Segun sadly replied.Her phone dropped from her fidgeting fingers.The jeep decelerated till it came to a halt in the middle of the road.She buried her head in the steering wheel.The horn blasted away!”Hello!Hello!Are you there my love?” Segun cried.At that moment,Tracy Chapman’s “Sorry-sorry,is all that you can say….but you can say baby,baby can I hold you tonite” aired through the radio….
Monday, December 8, 2008
I'M BACK DOING ME!
NO LONG TIN!Blogville,baba is back!kilonshele?I've been gone4 2long im
afraid I can't catch up but I'll just jump the queue and join the
molue@this bus stop.It wasnt my intention2just leave but reality grabbed me away
from the virtual.4those of you who didn't ask after me,weldone o.Incognaija
I'm stupyfied.I didnt know u still read ma blog plus u dropped by on
me.Rita,God has started o!Hes almost granted my request.I appreciate ur
concern.Where u@d experience?Temite.WOW!A new reader of ma blog yet u
checkup.Mumy solosydelle LOL.I said u should pay4ma ticket u...lol im back o
thanx4checking on me.Who else?Miss luv,LG and 9jadramaqueen I'm sooo glad.
I've been away cos I needed some time2maself2concerntrate and solve some
problems.Anywais,all dat while I met loads of bloggers(kai!u guys are wonderful
and interesting characters) I'm gonna do an expose on some of them.Let me
start with.....
FUNMI IYANDA:-Well,we all know her and possibly have met her but for
me@everytime I would've met her something went wrong.There was a day she was
in my church but alas I was at home!(i dnt miss church) One bright sunny
saturday,I went out2relax and there she was by my side.I was stupefied!It was
like XSN touching Kanye west lol.My idol was a hand span away!I love her and
what she stands for.Shes definitely not 9ja's obama but shes our Rosa Park.Shes
one comely vivacious agbaya who has refused to "grow up"and become boring lol.I
see her in her80's with googles and holes in her set
of teeth making a poor attempt@dancing alanta(new ghetto dance,AJ style) to
Inyanya's(MTN project fame) hit track lol I was flabbergasted when I
realised she instantly knew my blog,mayb shes an avid reader F@*%!mayb shes
reading this.....
RAYO:-Rayo,rayo,rayo.... yeah thats her name.She comes up here acting shes quiet
and all.Dont let her deceive you o!Shes Naughty with a capital N!Shes BLACK and
BUSTY!LOL btw,please,stop
tryin2matchmake XSN n I.I'm not lookin4wifey neither is XSN(ok,i think she
is)
XSN:-shes crazy with every letter of the word.We all know her.Shes a
creature-insane plus kolo lol but really she looks sane.Her appearance is simple
and genteel.It's just that she uses so much accessories she looks like a
palm reader and she wears this wig that covers her eyes leaving her looking like
a yorkshire terrier lol I like this girl but I luv her mind.....Thats all for now
folks,feels great to be back!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
KAMIKAZE(ADJ)
I'm really sorry its taken me over a week to update plus I've not even commented on most of your blogs though I've read them.Its still because of my connection palava jare.Mz.dee,I must finally acknowledge you o(after 2weeks?),she gave me award o and me I'm also giving out the honesty award not in any particular order......
1)chari
2)buttercup
3)rita
4)theicequeen
5)sting
6)exschoolnerd
7)solomonsydelle
I'm not really following the rules please pardon me.Anywais,do you remember the ebony skinned chic and johnny bravo?I pondered within myself if I'm really scared of JB or intimidated by the girls,so I settled that by walking up to the girl(Gist later) For now,I giving out short stories and I hope you enjoy them.....
KAMIKAZE(ADJ)
"Segun.So when am I seeing you again?"With a sorrow choked tone,Victoria asked her husband a question she knew correctly the answers to.She just wished his reply would cheer her up this time around.Segun,a top marketing executive with etisalat the new GSM company that just rolled out.For the past 12 months,he has been with his family for a total of 22days having travelled all over the country leading the marketing campaign.Segun,a go getter,natural salesman(he could sell a rayban sunshades to ray charles)a synonym of success,had the target of reaching 5 million subscriber base for etsalat in the next month.Victoria on the other hand was a beautiful loving wife in her early thirties with two kids,a set of twins(a boy and a girl).She was a chorister at church who held a top spot at an advertising agency.Due to her husbands absense,shes had the gruelling task of being both father and mother.The scolder and pamperer of the kids.The disciplinary agent and the spoiler.she woke up 6am,readied the kids for school and prepared for work,drop the kids,off to work,at lunch shes gone to pick the kids at school with the driver,back to office,leave at 5pm,head to an eatery for lunch then straight home,help the kids with their assignments,go to church if there is any meeting that concerns her(if not they watch TV) then sleep by 9pm.This was what her easiest schedule was like.she had to draw energies from her body,spirit and soul to last this long.........
"Segun,I'm talking to you" but segun,engulfed,ransacking his room for his diamond studded cartier and couple of files vaguely noticed her presence let alone give her a reply.............
His silence punched her,she was dejected,her head dropped down in dismay and shoulders shrunk but being the good wife she was,Victoria reasoned her husband was almost late for his flight and needed to pack up real quick.She encouraged herself,letout a loud sigh to release some of the desperation and started towards the guestroom where she knew the exquisite cartier was.With a hand stretched out and a forced smile "here is your treasure" "No,my queen,you are my treasure"Segun interrupted.He drew close and followed up with a quick kiss to her forehead which felt rather mechanical than passionate.Instantly,hesitatingly,Victoria slipped her hands round the ignorantly insensitive male and leaned her sized 36 essence on his bear chest in a desperate attempt to capture his wondering attention.She succeeded.Atleast,he stood still for once and looked her in the eye.She searched for the words to convey her desperation but english grammar failed her.She is a full grown woman with needs,She has feelings,she needs to be touched and pampered.She didn't know how best to say it to him.She was tearing apart inside,crashing and tumbling within,she was thrown in hysteria.She squeezed him and like a dying King,she uttered powerful words in a frail tone.
"Segun,you are looking at me but not seeing me.You are hearing me but not listening to me.You are touching me but not feeling me.I'm here,you are there,my love,I'm lonely"The power of a woman.Those words stopped him more than Hancock could stop any fast moving train.
Those words tore through his strength in to his soul.The dripping of her tears sliced his heart but he only could feel the fret and desperation that culminated to those words AND NOT comprehend those words.He was confused.What was she talking about?To the best of his ability he'd been a great husband.He'd always loved her,made sure she and the twins lacked nothing,even bought her a range rover sport on her birthday.True,he usually is not around but he calls her everyday!At every idle minute he rings his other half.HE could feel the helplessness of his wife but didn't know what to do.He was sad she was sad.He tried to ponder but his mind was foggy.Slowly,segun's hands curled round the sobbing queen."It'll be alright" he muttered though he had no clue as to what really the problem was.Victoria was buried in Segun's tight yet comforting embrace,together they stood as one......................................................................................
.......................................................................................................................................................................
After bout a silence of 5seconds which seemed more like eternal bliss for Victoria.......
"Don't go"She said,as she was too afraid to say the whole sentence let alone tell him to resign which was what she really wanted to say."Don't go where?" Segun quizzed."Don't go to work"Victoria said angrily.Segun disengaged,stepped back and put his hands on her shoulder.Peering at her,he said"I know you are sad I"m leaving again but I've to work to earn money to sustain and give you and the kids a satisfying future"Victoria knew it was futile.She knew she couldn't just convince him to resign just like that except she had jazz or "touch and follow"ButSegunthetrailblazzerachieverambitiouslovingfaithfulyetinsensitiveunconciousegoistic
husbandorshouldIrathersayfatherofVictoria'schildrenkeptonrantingabouthisloveforhiswifefaith
fulnessdedicationsacrificeforhisfamilyandtriedconvincinghispathetichalfheisdoinghisbest.But
Segunfounditrelativelymoredifficultthanyoudidtoreadthissentencetoconsoleleastconvincehis
embitteredqueen.
Victoria was too buried in her sorrows she did not even hear the words escaping Segun's lips which she only saw moving.She was right there but not there.....
"Koun koun koun"There was a knock on the door.Segun opened the door of his heated room,DEmola was on the otherside of the door.Demola was a fair,interesting and pious 24year old who was their church member.He had a bosom relationship with the family and helped Victoria do alot of running arounds since Segun usually wasn't around to do them.Part of the family's kinematics depended on him.The twins were adorable,Demola loved them.He once used money meant for his Girlfriend's valentine gift to but toys for the twins.
"What are you still doing?You will miss your flight o"Demola barked.Segun dressed up and took the his stuffs."I've to go now,we'll continue when i get back.Please."Segun said to his absent wife.
An hour later,Demola drops Segun at the airport but before he goes"Demola,I got you this TAG watch,hope you like it" "Hey,thanx""By,the way when I arrive Kano I'll send some money to you so you can parol small with your chic""Correct,You are the man!""I've to run now,take care of my chrysler o,you know I love it!"........................
Hope you enjoyed your read o,it continues in the my next post.
1)chari
2)buttercup
3)rita
4)theicequeen
5)sting
6)exschoolnerd
7)solomonsydelle
I'm not really following the rules please pardon me.Anywais,do you remember the ebony skinned chic and johnny bravo?I pondered within myself if I'm really scared of JB or intimidated by the girls,so I settled that by walking up to the girl(Gist later) For now,I giving out short stories and I hope you enjoy them.....
KAMIKAZE(ADJ)
"Segun.So when am I seeing you again?"With a sorrow choked tone,Victoria asked her husband a question she knew correctly the answers to.She just wished his reply would cheer her up this time around.Segun,a top marketing executive with etisalat the new GSM company that just rolled out.For the past 12 months,he has been with his family for a total of 22days having travelled all over the country leading the marketing campaign.Segun,a go getter,natural salesman(he could sell a rayban sunshades to ray charles)a synonym of success,had the target of reaching 5 million subscriber base for etsalat in the next month.Victoria on the other hand was a beautiful loving wife in her early thirties with two kids,a set of twins(a boy and a girl).She was a chorister at church who held a top spot at an advertising agency.Due to her husbands absense,shes had the gruelling task of being both father and mother.The scolder and pamperer of the kids.The disciplinary agent and the spoiler.she woke up 6am,readied the kids for school and prepared for work,drop the kids,off to work,at lunch shes gone to pick the kids at school with the driver,back to office,leave at 5pm,head to an eatery for lunch then straight home,help the kids with their assignments,go to church if there is any meeting that concerns her(if not they watch TV) then sleep by 9pm.This was what her easiest schedule was like.she had to draw energies from her body,spirit and soul to last this long.........
"Segun,I'm talking to you" but segun,engulfed,ransacking his room for his diamond studded cartier and couple of files vaguely noticed her presence let alone give her a reply.............
His silence punched her,she was dejected,her head dropped down in dismay and shoulders shrunk but being the good wife she was,Victoria reasoned her husband was almost late for his flight and needed to pack up real quick.She encouraged herself,letout a loud sigh to release some of the desperation and started towards the guestroom where she knew the exquisite cartier was.With a hand stretched out and a forced smile "here is your treasure" "No,my queen,you are my treasure"Segun interrupted.He drew close and followed up with a quick kiss to her forehead which felt rather mechanical than passionate.Instantly,hesitatingly,Victoria slipped her hands round the ignorantly insensitive male and leaned her sized 36 essence on his bear chest in a desperate attempt to capture his wondering attention.She succeeded.Atleast,he stood still for once and looked her in the eye.She searched for the words to convey her desperation but english grammar failed her.She is a full grown woman with needs,She has feelings,she needs to be touched and pampered.She didn't know how best to say it to him.She was tearing apart inside,crashing and tumbling within,she was thrown in hysteria.She squeezed him and like a dying King,she uttered powerful words in a frail tone.
"Segun,you are looking at me but not seeing me.You are hearing me but not listening to me.You are touching me but not feeling me.I'm here,you are there,my love,I'm lonely"The power of a woman.Those words stopped him more than Hancock could stop any fast moving train.
Those words tore through his strength in to his soul.The dripping of her tears sliced his heart but he only could feel the fret and desperation that culminated to those words AND NOT comprehend those words.He was confused.What was she talking about?To the best of his ability he'd been a great husband.He'd always loved her,made sure she and the twins lacked nothing,even bought her a range rover sport on her birthday.True,he usually is not around but he calls her everyday!At every idle minute he rings his other half.HE could feel the helplessness of his wife but didn't know what to do.He was sad she was sad.He tried to ponder but his mind was foggy.Slowly,segun's hands curled round the sobbing queen."It'll be alright" he muttered though he had no clue as to what really the problem was.Victoria was buried in Segun's tight yet comforting embrace,together they stood as one......................................................................................
.......................................................................................................................................................................
After bout a silence of 5seconds which seemed more like eternal bliss for Victoria.......
"Don't go"She said,as she was too afraid to say the whole sentence let alone tell him to resign which was what she really wanted to say."Don't go where?" Segun quizzed."Don't go to work"Victoria said angrily.Segun disengaged,stepped back and put his hands on her shoulder.Peering at her,he said"I know you are sad I"m leaving again but I've to work to earn money to sustain and give you and the kids a satisfying future"Victoria knew it was futile.She knew she couldn't just convince him to resign just like that except she had jazz or "touch and follow"ButSegunthetrailblazzerachieverambitiouslovingfaithfulyetinsensitiveunconciousegoistic
husbandorshouldIrathersayfatherofVictoria'schildrenkeptonrantingabouthisloveforhiswifefaith
fulnessdedicationsacrificeforhisfamilyandtriedconvincinghispathetichalfheisdoinghisbest.But
Segunfounditrelativelymoredifficultthanyoudidtoreadthissentencetoconsoleleastconvincehis
embitteredqueen.
Victoria was too buried in her sorrows she did not even hear the words escaping Segun's lips which she only saw moving.She was right there but not there.....
"Koun koun koun"There was a knock on the door.Segun opened the door of his heated room,DEmola was on the otherside of the door.Demola was a fair,interesting and pious 24year old who was their church member.He had a bosom relationship with the family and helped Victoria do alot of running arounds since Segun usually wasn't around to do them.Part of the family's kinematics depended on him.The twins were adorable,Demola loved them.He once used money meant for his Girlfriend's valentine gift to but toys for the twins.
"What are you still doing?You will miss your flight o"Demola barked.Segun dressed up and took the his stuffs."I've to go now,we'll continue when i get back.Please."Segun said to his absent wife.
An hour later,Demola drops Segun at the airport but before he goes"Demola,I got you this TAG watch,hope you like it" "Hey,thanx""By,the way when I arrive Kano I'll send some money to you so you can parol small with your chic""Correct,You are the man!""I've to run now,take care of my chrysler o,you know I love it!"........................
Hope you enjoyed your read o,it continues in the my next post.
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