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| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:50pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
Ucfizzy:Confirm One Chance! Deluxewize:Thanks a lot. I will. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by eunisam: 5:00pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
I've been pondering about this dream,I can't see clear or reason much about it. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 5:12pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
eunisam:The dream suggested a way out of Chang's web, which unfortunately didn't play out well. But surely, it inspired the idea that.....,,, Time will tell |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 5:34pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
No be only one chance you enter ooo.. . You don enter gbege Oya contunu 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by LogoDWhiz(m): 6:54pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
Yawa don gas! Omo see gobe! 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 7:06pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
jezuzboi:i said don't cheat on Ogechi or fall into temptation 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by chiventoline(m): 8:29pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
jezuzboi pls is dis a True Story 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 8:42pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
chiventoline:It's a combination of fictions and non fictions |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 8:44pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
harjibolar10:Mai bloda, na wetin enta hauz do person be dat oo  1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 8:45pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
LogoDWhiz:I no fit shout! |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 8:46pm On Mar 17, 2015 |
prettydiva89: I'll try, though I look around and see temptations everywhere, So much pressure from a group called peer, To a point that even when I sleep, in my dreams, they appear, How I wish the only thing I had to stay away from was beer. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 6:49am On Mar 18, 2015 |
jezuzboi:try to resist it 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 8:08am On Mar 18, 2015 |
Lolx... Jezuzboi ma jaiye ori eh chop d life of ur head... Mak u turn Yakuza for chinatown Lolx...Join joor  You gonna b powerful and wealthy 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 8:09am On Mar 18, 2015 |
Lolx... Jezuzboi ma jaiye ori eh chop d life of ur head... Mak u turn Yakuza for chinatown Lolx...Join joor You gonna b powerful and wealthy 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 8:14am On Mar 18, 2015 |
prettydiva89:QuEniest ha fa 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:56am On Mar 18, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 15 I and Chang got home to meet Cynthia and Lin at the sitting room watching some girly stuff on TV. Cynthia was obviously uneasy. I guess Chang was too high in spirit to observe that. I was walking with Chang all along, forming Rambo to convince him all the more that I was really willing to do all I told him. Even Cynthia did not understand me. I followed Chang to his room and he was kind of marveled at that action of mine. ‘You might want to go to your room, boy’ he said. No! I replied sternly. I really believed that what transpired in my dream was going to work for me like it worked for the poor kid. So I kept following hard after Chang. ‘I want to know all there is to know about the PRADAS. I don’t want to go in there too naïve’ I said. Tell me everything about the PRADA. ‘Are you sure of this?’ Chang asked. ‘I think you’re going so fast’. ‘Are you telling me or not, old man?’ I asked sternly. I believe that at that point, Chang was a bit confused and may have been angry that I called him old man, but he didn’t show such emotions. I was supposed to be afraid, but I was more than eager to become a PRADA. Something is not right. But what? Chang couldn’t figure that out, so he told me he was weak and needed to rest. ‘I’ll tell you all you need to know about PRADA tomorrow’ he said, and I left without saying goodnight. I borrowed that attitude from the PRADAS. They never say a word of greeting and never act familiar. I wonder what must have been running through Chang’s mind. I wasn’t convinced that all that display before Chang was enough to get him to act in accordance with my plan, so I decided to try something rugged. At least, if my previous display wasn’t enough to get Chang to change his mind about me, this one will. Having convinced myself of the rapid result this very plan of mine was going to yield, I excitedly proceeded with my next move. In the middle of the night I went to Lin’s room and asked for a piece of her. She objected. ‘If you must be my wife, you must let me have a piece of you whenever I ask for it, pending when we’ll get married. I’m not ready to wait eternally for our wedding night’. ‘But you said you’re engaged to Cynthia’, Lin asked. ‘Things have changed’ I said. ‘Ask you aged father and he’ll explain it all to you. We are getting married soon. But I can’t wait until then to have you. I need you now. I mean now! Left for Lin, she wouldn’t resist. But for the fear of her father she objected. I knew all that. I just wanted to give Chang a reason to disqualify and send me away. I began to threaten Lin that I was going to get physical if she continued resisting me and she threatened to scream if I did so. ‘That’s exactly what I need nah’ I said in my heart. I proceeded towards her, bundled her and threw her down from the bed, unbuttoned my shirt and lose my belt. Guess what? The girl didn’t even sigh, not to talk of scream. Between her and me, she wanted it to look like I forced myself on her, but no one would hear of it. When it was clear to me that Lin was a wrong chemical, I made my way out of her room and she asked; What? Did I do something wrong? I couldn’t sleep that night. By 5am I went Chang’s library and got a number of books about jets, estates, and mansions. I opened up all of them and kept on Chang’s reading table. When morning fully came, I heard Chang ask about me and no one seemed to know where I was. I knew he was going to look for me when morning came since he and I had almost become fellow PRADAS. After searching a while for me, one of the servants came to the library to find me lying on the books on the table like one who fell asleep while reading. I was just acting. Chang was called in by the servant who found me. He woke me up and asked if I was drunk. I laughed mischievously and told him that I just found a reason to live. He asked what I had found and I showed him the books. ‘How do books about jets, estates and mansions give you a reason to live? ‘Guess Chang, guess’ I said smiling. I’m not guessing anything. Tell me if you want to or let’s go and have breakfast so that I can tell you about PRADA afterwards as you requested. ‘Excellent!’ I screamed. But before then you’ll have to answer some questions. ‘I don’t have time for all these, boy’ Chang yelled. ‘Please Chang, please. It will only take a while’ I said. Chang sat down and I asked; What’s the price of the most expensive jet you know? ‘24 Billion Dollars’ ‘What about the price of largest estate you know?’ ‘About 50 billion dollars’ ‘Okay. The largest mansion? ‘What’s all these about?’ ‘Mr. Chang, just answer the question’ ‘400 million dollars’ ‘Thank you Mr. Chang. If you add all that money together, you’ll get 74 billion 400 million dollars.’ ‘That’s right’, Chang concurred. Now what was that for? ‘Those are the things I’m going to buy after I marry your daughter’ Chang laughed and laughed and asked; ‘where are you going to get the money to buy all that, boy? If I remember correctly, you still an aspiring actor and singer. So how the hell are you going to achieve that?’ After he said that, he kept laughing. I waited for him to be through. When he was, I looked at him and said; WITH LIN’S MONEY. Chang paused and looked at me firmly. I bet he wasn’t seeing me in the light he had seen all the while anymore. I went ahead to tell him how I hated martial arts and would sell off his martial arts academy when Lin inherited it. I made Chang believe that I had become greedy for Lin’s fortune and he suspended the idea of my marriage to his daughter. But no, he didn’t suspend the idea of making me a PRADA. Cynthia couldn’t stay any longer in China. She just couldn’t take it anymore. She didn’t understand Chang, she didn’t understand Lin, and worst of all, she didn’t understand me. She asked me to secretly leave Chang’s house with her but I objected. I told her I had everything under control. She didn’t understand at all but I told her to trust me, and she did. As a matter of fact, I had grown to become the only one Cynthia trusts. I told her to make her intentions of leaving known to Chang. Chang wouldn’t stop her from leaving. He had no business with her anymore. So she did, and Chang bade her farewell. She asked for me to escort her to the airport. I refused. She begged but I still refused. She put up a fight with me for refusing to escort her to the airport and that called to the attention of everyone in the mansion including Chang. He asked to know what the problem was and Cynthia told him how heartless I was for refusing to escort her to the airport. Chang thought I was really ready to turn bad and was already acting like it even before turning bad. He pleaded with me to escort her to the airport and I yielded. I and Cynthia got to the airport, boarded a flight to America, and off we went. Whoow! That was entirely my plan, and it worked. I wouldn’t know what happened when Chang and Lin discovered we were gone. I left China without packing any of my stuff except the cloth I wore. Thank God! We arrived at America and were so relieved. Lin called in later that day to find out where we were and Cynthia gave her the nag of her life. I don’t know if Lin got to say any more than hello, because Cynthia never paused while on the phone with her and it seemed as if she was rapping Twister’s music. No be small thing oo. I and Cynthia started a recap on our experience in China. She made fun of me and I made fun of her. Seemed like our experience in China brought us closer than we were before, and she was so comfortable with it. I had been sleeping all day one of those days and couldn’t sleep early enough at night. I jumped out of my bed and made my way to the sitting room. There I found Cynthia watching TV. ‘You’re still up this late?’ I asked. ‘Yeah. I couldn’t sleep. What about you? You’re afraid to sleep alone in your room? She asked. ‘Maybe I should come join you’. I just smiled and waved that away, then I joined her to watch TV as we discussed. Cynthia then began to apologize for the slap she gave me in China. She was so tender with words that I began to admire her in a way I hadn’t before. She drew close to me and laid her head on my chest, telling me how willing she was to make it up to me, not minding how I wanted her to. She gave me a blank check, and my mind became as blank as the check. The fragrance of her hair was to die for. She was putting on that same gown she wore the night she paid an unusual visit to my room in China. The light in the sitting room was off, and the overwhelming darkness lacked the power to reveal much to my eyes, so my mind wasn’t troubled much. But then, she slept off on my chest since it took me too long to decide what to fill into the check she gave me. I tried to wake her up unsuccessfully. After several tries, I decided to carry her all the way up to her room. On reaching there I dropped her on the bed gently, drew back and watched her stretch herself and wiggling like a worm on the bed while turning to a comfortable sleeping position. Unfortunately me, the light in her room was on, and it shone so bright that it didn’t even look like night. I could see all her gown revealed, and leaving the room became an issue. I longed for a strange voice like that which played in my mind in Ogechi’s case to play again so that I would have an excuse to misbehave and blame it on the devil. Haha, devil don suffer! But fortunately for me, it didn’t. Na wao. Abi devil dey sleep? When it was clear the voice wasn’t going to speak, I considered improvising. (WRONG MOVE) To be continued.[/b] 5 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by aprilwise(m): 10:55pm On Mar 18, 2015 |
Nice masterpiece. Please keep d update flowing. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Deluxewize(m): 11:55pm On Mar 18, 2015 |
OMG u killed it; a round of applause for u.. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 6:51am On Mar 19, 2015 |
Psalmwise:good oo 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 7:59am On Mar 19, 2015 |
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| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:24am On Mar 19, 2015 |
aprilwise:Thanks boss. Okk, updates'll flow.........., Deluxewize:Yeeeaahhhh,  |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:26am On Mar 19, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 16 After much effort to provoke negative inspirations, only sensible thoughts crossed my mind, and I ended up remembering Ogechi, who seemed to have forgotten me. When I got it up to my neck I left for the sitting room and continued watching TV. Just then, a replay of a TV broadcast featuring TV stars of all sorts was put on air. That was my kind of program. I loved it more than the football fans love football. I sat back and watched. I was still aspiring to get there, so I wouldn’t miss anything that could mold me to fit in. A lot of stars came on set, most of which I knew. Next thing I heard was Ogechi’s name being called by the presenter to come on set. I couldn’t believe my ears. I watched to see if she was the Ogechi I knew. Lo and behold, she was her. She was interviewed and I could hear her talk about me in parables. As a matter of fact, when she was asked what inspired her to embrace music, she answered saying; a handsome prince charming never stopped pushing me to do the things I lacked the courage to do. And I’m here now as a result of that. The phone line was open to callers and fans. I rushed to get my phone and call the number on the screen but remembered the program was just a replay. However, I saved the number. The date for the next live program featuring Ogechi was announced and I stored it in my head, looking forward to it. The program ended and I left to my room and retired for the day. That night, I dreamed of Ogechi. The next morning I woke up to meet breakfast in bed. That never happened before since I started living with Cynthia. ‘Who did this?’ I wondered. ‘Maybe on of Cynthia’s cooks has a crush on me’ I concluded. I waved those thoughts away and consumed the breakfast without brushing my teeth. While I was eating, Cynthia came into my room to check on me. ‘Good morning miss’ I greeted. ‘Morning J. How’s the day going?’ ‘Pretty cool’ I replied. One of your cooks made me breakfast in bed. Can you imagine that? I wonder how she knew I really needed a woman to do this for me. Maybe there’s a connection between us’ I said. ‘Really? Do you want me to find out who did? She asked. ‘Oh no. I objected. Not now. When I’m ready to go back to Nigeria, I’ll find out who she is and take her to mama’ I said, as a joke. ‘Would you really do that for this girl?’ Cynthia asked seriously. ‘Of course’ I replied, still joking. ‘Okay then’ Cynthia said. Until you’re ready to go back to Nigeria. But that won’t be anytime soon. Everything is now ready for you to begin your Master’s Degree program. I wanted to tell you all about it today in order to make your day a pleasant one. That’s why I made you breakfast in bed to prepare your heart for this news. It appears the breakfast accomplished more than it was intended for’ she said, rolling her eyes and smiling at me romantically as she left the room. I was dump founded afterwards. It was Cynthia who made me breakfast in bed! Na Cynthia I want carry go show my mama? Omor see gogbe oo! She was five years older than me for crying out loud. Did I just tell her I was taking her home to mum? Oh no, that was just a joke. I hope she knows. But on the other hand, this girl has tried for me oo. She single handedly paid for all my travel documents and sponsored my trip abroad, connected me to music producers and movie directors whom I was working with from the background pending when time and chance will lunch me in. She has provided me with the good life I’ve always desired, and made necessary arrangements for me to further my education abroad. From the look of things, she’s also willing to give me….. GIVE ME WHAT? Wetin I dey think sef! I shook my head and dismissed that last thought. I rejoiced greatly over the news she brought to me. I called my mother and a few people at home and enlightened them on the development of things. I began my Master’s Degree Program after nearly six months of coming to America. I was going to be through with it in eighteen months’ time. Cynthia kept providing me with all my needs cheerfully. At a point I got really curious about Cynthia’s source of wealth because she was spending money extravagantly. At least it appeared extravagant to me. I wouldn’t know if she considered her way of spending extravagant. I summoned her one day and started enquiring. She told me she was just a fortunate girl. She was into modeling in Nigeria before she relocated abroad. In her early years as a model she was required to go nude on a magazine cover. She was to be paid good money for that appearance. Being from a humble background she could not say no to such offer, adding to the fact that she had to do it if she wanted to progress in her career as a model. So she decided to do it since her name did not ring a bell then. No one would know who she was. Amazingly, the magazine got so famous and found its way to the hands of a CEO of an American modeling company who loved her body so much. Every Nigerian who saw that magazine was so eager to know who the girl on the magazine cover was. Many people criticized her while others gave her thumbs up. So many castigations came to her and she couldn’t take it anymore. Though she had gotten rich, her image was at stake. Luckily for her, the American CEO of a modeling company who saw the magazine and loved her body reached out to her and asked her to come over to America and continue her career in his company. That was the best and only option for her if she wanted to escape the persecution her action had drawn to her. She immediately consented and left for America. The controversy continued in Nigeria after she left but there were no proofs to back up any accusation labeled against her as no one knew who she was. They only had her name but could not get to her. The Nigerian press followed her diligently to get a picture or video of her modeling for the American modeling company she worked with. But Cynthia was a smart girl. Igbo girls no dey carry last nah. She changed her looks as soon as she reached America. She never went on TV without disguising herself with excessive makeup and Brazilian hair that even her colleagues in Nigeria couldn’t recognize her when they saw a picture of her. Cynthia so disguised herself that no one who knew her before was able to identify her in her new look. Only the press who traveled abroad to get the picture knew that Cynthia was the one hiding behind her make up. Soon enough, the reign of that Nigerian magazine that made Cynthia abscond was over and no one talked about Cynthia or the magazine anymore. Even at that, Cynthia refused coming back to Nigeria again except on a visit to her parents, and that she did secretly. She didn’t want anything that would resurrect that dead memory. After modeling in America for five years she became a millionaire in dollars. She even became part of the management team in the modeling company and wasn’t modeling again. That’s how she got all those connections with the American stars. She made it clear to me that she never wanted to go back to Nigeria again. She was going to live in America till death. As a female child, she belonged to whoever married her so she had no business at home anymore. About her marriage she explained that she didn’t want to marry a white man. She wanted to marry a Nigerian man based in America. And since she couldn’t find a serious American based Nigerian man, she remained unmarried till she turned 32 years, even though she looked 23. As a model, she knew what to do to keep looking younger by the day, and she had the money to make sure of that. She was determined to wait until her desired Nigerian man came. Hmmm, EVERYONE WITH HIS OR HER OWN STORY OO! I was clarified on Cynthia’s source of wealth but was terrified on some other of her issues. After she told me everything, I felt sorry for her. She was afraid of going back home because of that involuntary action of hers that was instigated by someone who neither shared the shame or the pain. Anyone who doesn’t hear her side of the story would consider her an indecent and ambitious girl. But I knew better than to call her names. In fact, she’s an amazing girl, kind hearted and philanthropic. Beautiful, tender, soft, curvy, brown eyed and with excellent dancing skills. Chai! I remember the night she paid a visit to my room in China with dance moves that nearly suffocated me in a fully air-conditioned room. I started recalling all the wonderful things I noticed about Cynthia and even began to compare between her and Ogechi. I compared and found it very difficult to say who among them was to die for. But wait oo, what is wrong with me? Ogechi is my girlfriend for goodness’ sake. I’m not supposed to compare her with anybody. Wait a minute, did I say my girlfriend? Damn it! She’s miles and miles away from me and we don’t even communicate. On the other hand, Cynthia is here with me, just that she’s not my girlfriend. She could be if I want her to. Am I sure of that? Does she even like me? Come on, she made me breakfast in bed. I must be stupid. Even if she likes me, I wouldn’t want to date a girl five years older than me. Not like I’m going to marry her anyway. I could just date her until I’m done with my Masters’ Degree Program. No oo, I have no intentions of using and dumping anybody. If I get myself into any relationship, it must be a serious one that could lead to marriage if God wills, and I can’t marry a girl older than me even with one month. But wait oo, why am I thinking all these? Am I falling for Cynthia? To be continued.[/b] 5 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 11:39am On Mar 19, 2015 |
Definitely, you were falling for her big time.... Just know, God is watching you intently on Plasma TV.... Away & Yonder 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 3:33pm On Mar 19, 2015 |
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| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 3:33pm On Mar 19, 2015 |
But wait oo, why am I thinking all these? Am I falling for Cynthia? No, definetly you are not You're just Standing for her ni oooo And by the way, you dare miss the 'ogechi' s' TV programme, believe me you are out ni yen ooo Thanks for the update Bross |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 7:00pm On Mar 19, 2015 |
ThR0NeKiD:Abi? harjibolar10:You're welcome boss. As per the Ogechi TV programme, well......... |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 7:24pm On Mar 19, 2015 |
jezuzboi:Yeah... |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Elparaiso(m): 8:15pm On Mar 19, 2015 |
Finally read this interesting piece of literature... Jesus boy... You are good.... In fact, oil day your head! Oya come and update o |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Fembleez1(m): 11:36pm On Mar 19, 2015 |
'Caught-up' after-all.  Op, more power to your elbow!. Let's now ride together. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 6:51am On Mar 20, 2015 |
Fembleez1:Oga, how was the jamb? Hope say na 320 you gat ooo.. . Just kidding thou |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Fembleez1(m): 8:46am On Mar 20, 2015 |
harjibolar10: By God's grace, it was close to that bro!. We thank the Lord almighty. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 10:13am On Mar 20, 2015 |
Jesusboy,you forgot my warnings |
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