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| Re: Ogechi & I by kenwins(f): 11:10am On Mar 13, 2015 |
Jboi, hurry na.... Where d food na? 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Horlardorjah(m): 11:58am On Mar 13, 2015 |
If I ear u changed ur mind bout the trip eh, I wil skin u alive. How sure are u that all she's saying the truth. Na masters n onye's cousin sure pass oh. U know all this celebrity parole nah, if u aint nobody with time you gonna be on your own back. Think twice. Oga pilot, wait jawe 4 my homeboy. Obodo oyinbo, here jesusboy comes. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:20pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
kenwins:Sorry ooo. The food don dawn finish. Mek I serve am now. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 12:34pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
jezuzboi:ajesera(direct translation is chop for bdy) buh de realmeaning is charm... 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:40pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 11 (THE CHINA EXPERIENCE) Then I turned again towards Ogechi for the last time and said; I LOVE YOU TOO, but I have to go. I hurried back into the plane. The doors were closed and the flight took off. I could see her weeping through the window. The girls she flew in with tried to calm her down but she was still weeping till the flight was far in the sky and she was out of sight. I sat back in the plane thinking of the many other things I could have done. I wasn’t sure if I had made the right choice yet. Onye was so surprise at me that he couldn’t say anything. After a while he tapped me and asked; ‘Guy, what was that all about? What kind of drama did you just act with that singer out there? Do you know her or something? ‘Mehn, that girl out there is my girl. (Amazed) ‘What? Oge, your girl? You’ve got to be kidding me. How can she be your girl when she has been abroad all the while? And you never even mentioned it to me? Mehn, say something else. I started narrating to Onye how I met Ogechi and everything that went on between us until she traveled for abroad. I hadn’t said a word about Ogechi to Onye before now. It was quite a touching story to him. I asked what he would have done if he were in my position. He told me not to ask him such questions since he wasn’t the one in my position. Hours later we landed at the United States airport. Onye’s cousin was already there waiting to receive us. She identified us and led us to her black land cruiser jeep with alloy wheels. We hopped in and she drove us straight home. Her house was like the WHITE HOUSE I had seen in Hollywood movies. She showed us round the house and introduced us to her cooks and cleaners. I was so happy to have finally travelled to the United States. My room was like heaven. Everything in it was white, and I feared I wasn’t going to maintain it that way while I stayed. And that could cause some sort of problems between I and Onye’s cousin. Then I remembered she had cleaners there. I was relieved. I jumped on the broad bed with my shoes on and lay there thanking God for the turnout of things. Shortly after, Ogechi crossed my mind. I called her, but she didn’t pick up my calls. That continued for days, and at a point I was upset with her. I never did that to her, even when she left for the US. I simply understood it was something she had to do. Why wouldn’t she also understand that I needed to do what I did? I even promised to visit more often because of her, yet she refused to pick up my calls. After a while of contacting her without response, I stopped. Onye’s cousin, whose name was Cynthia, was overly nice to me. I wanted to begin my Masters’ Degree program at once so that I could be through soon enough and return to Ogechi full time before one smart guy made away with her heart. But instead of helping speed up the process, Cynthia became reluctant about the whole thing. She didn’t see the need to do it in a hurry. Whenever I insisted on getting started with the program, she would ask if I wasn’t comfortable in her house. In order to make me discard the idea of beginning my program immediately, she made everything available for me. Before I knew it, she bought me a car and provided me with the kind of life I had dreamed of living right from my days in school. She started taking me to various wonderful places around the United States as though I had gone there to stay permanently. She did a lot of things that baffled me and I was somehow scared because of the reasons I suspected could be responsible for her kindness. I just hoped I was wrong. I spent nearly two months in the Cynthia’s house without beginning the process of the purpose I went to America for. I almost let go of the idea of furthering my second degree program there due to the kind of life I was living. Cynthia had introduced me to a couple of big shots who eventually fell in love with my poetry. One connection led to another, and I got to meet with a music producer who agreed to make me a part of his recording label with time. They say ‘delay is dangerous’ but in my cases, delay was nothing to be feared because whatever I wanted done was done whenever I wanted it done. Thanks to Cynthia’s powers and connections. I wondered how she gained that much ground there. Even some citizens of the United States couldn’t call the kind of shots Cynthia was calling. She had a lot white people who were loyal to her. I wondered again, why is she not married till now? She was in her early thirties and didn’t seem desperate for a husband. Well, I didn’t bother myself with all that since I was having a really good time there. I must confess I almost forgot that I promised to visit Ogechi often. But then I used her refusal to pick up my calls to strengthen my unwillingness to go back to Nigeria anytime soon or even contact her. I was simply overwhelmed by the treatment I was getting abroad that I didn’t want to put an end to it yet for any reason. One morning I woke up to meet Cynthia and Onye in the parlor discussing. Onye was telling her that he’ll be heading back to Nigeria to start the car selling business he had planned to start beforehand. Onye’s reason for wanting to leave was that unlike me, he wasn’t fitting into the opportunities Cynthia had made available for us, as he wasn’t much of an arts person. He was business oriented, just like the last Igbo business man friend I had. IGBO KWENU! So he resorted to going back home to sell cars sent to him by Cynthia. They understood their terms and agreement. That didn’t bother me. What bothered me was how I was going to live with Cynthia without the person who linked us together. I tried to convince Onye to stay but he wouldn’t yield. Cynthia, on the other hand was doing everything possible to send Onye home before he had a change of mind. She promised to send him five cars to start with, demanding for just 30% of the money discovered from the sales. It was obvious she wasn’t doing it for the profit therein. I had my fears if I chose to stay back with Cynthia, but I wasn’t going to let such fears drive me away from heaven on earth, so I stayed back. We continued our normal outings till it began to seem as though I was the man in Cynthia’s life, and that called to the attention of quite a number of American girls. This Cynthia of a girl may have been in her early thirties, but she glowed as though she was ten years younger. So I was proud to go out with her, just that there was nothing going between us. ‘So I thought’. Sometime after Onye left, one of Cynthia’s Asian girlfriends by name Lin, celebrated her birthday at far away China. Cynthia was invited and I went with her. Of course Cynthia wouldn’t go anywhere without me. There were a couple of things about me which Cynthia normally boasted of to her pals whenever we were out together. I on the other hand was using her to form James Bond for Oyibo based on say I from Naija come dey control babe wey dem dey loyal for. No be small thing oo. I thought we were going to lodge in a hotel when we arrived at China, but we didn’t. Instead we stayed and Lin’s place which was more like a hotel. The house belonged to her father Chang. But she was Chang’s only daughter and next of kin. Chang was advanced in age and likely to die anytime soon. I thought those things only happened in Nigeria but na lie oo. Can you imagine that some Chinese guy-men like that started forming hot mad love for Lin? There was no end to their verbal expressions of love towards Lin. Lin became very confused and indecisive. Her girlfriends were her solace, as they were the only ones she could trust not to want to take advantage of her. Well, the celebration went very well. Cynthia never failed to introduce me to any big shot whenever there was one around, and Lin’s father was one of them. As I was sitting in the middle of two amazing Chinese girls who were telling me about China and the happenings there, Cynthia showed up with two other Chinese girls who didn’t look like the others I had seen. ‘I believe you’re having a good time’ she said. ‘You can’t imagine how much’ I replied. ‘There’ll be time enough for that. For now you have to meet Mr. Chang’ ‘ooOOhh ladies, I’m sorry I have to go. We’ll meet again’ I said to the girls I was with. ‘Alright then, let’s roll’ I said to Cynthia. ‘Not just yet’ she replied quickly. ‘You have to go with these two ladies and get cleaned up’ ‘What do you mean by GET CLEANED UP?’ ‘You need to take a shower, and these ladies will make sure that is done’ ‘Cynthia, what kind of embarrassment is this? Are you implying that I can’t give myself a good bath?’ ‘Not at all. You see, it’s like a tradition here. Before any stranger meets Mr. Chang, he or she must get cleaned up, and by two Chinese maidens who have been specifically trained to do so. Let’s not waste any more time. Go with them’ Before I could utter another word, the two Chinese girls grabbed me at once and off they took me. I got really pissed and tried to shake them off me to stop them from taking me to the bathroom but to no avail. I tried to overpower them and what happened marveled me. These girls were just doing those things Jackie Chan does in Chinese movies. They would bend and rise before I even got to know that they bent. They did a lot of those martial arts stuff but didn’t hurt me in anyway. All they did was to defend themselves and make sure they took me to that bathroom to give me a bath. And I wondered; ‘if they use this kind of martial arts to get me to a bathroom, what kind will they use to take my clothes off me when the time for that comes because I wasn’t going to let that happen. Over my dead body!’ The time for that quickly came. Omor! No be small Kung Fu oo! To be continued.[/b] 7 Likes 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 12:40pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
Horlardorjah:Yes ooo! 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by harjibolar10(m): 1:54pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
Rushing!!!! Rushing!!!! You are rushing this thing mehn Anyways, I have this feeling that, this oge will wait for you, and you will surely have love problem with cyntia.. . Just saying thou Keep em coming boss 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 3:26pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
harjibolar10:I'm really working on that aspect of my writing. I don too dey summarize during these past few years, and now ee dey meddle for my other mata dem. But no qualms. I'll find a way to get around it. Thanks for calling my attention to that. As for you prediction, mek we see nah |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Cybershow(m): 3:44pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
Psalmwise:re u on whatsapp |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 4:10pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
Cybershow:hmm...yes I am |
| Re: Ogechi & I by kenwins(f): 5:04pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
You rock jboi! 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 5:18pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
guy dis ur story dn dey totori me ooo.........e dn make me forget say i wan swallow bread and beans wey dey mai maut....chai i gat to go get my cooler refilled... dis wud be a very long journey Nigeria.....USA....Naw china chai expectin u in malaysia soon bro 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Omoalhaja7: 5:27pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
Finally here.Keep it rolling bro..... U're a B.O.M.B  *In Oliver voice....I wan morrrrrrreeeeeeeee* 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Nobody: 6:50pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
i really missed ogechi and jesusboy my darlings 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by JigsawKillah(m): 7:38pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
nice work here jezuzboi Logodwhiz I sight u 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jaymomma(f): 8:02pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
U beta get ur acts together, get out of Cynthia's web and do something good for urself Jesusboi, else . . . 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by dastancypayne(m): 9:34pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
jezuzboi:tell me something, man. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 9:48pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
kenwins:YEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!  Thank youuuuPsalmwise:Haha. How you tek know? Even Eastern Obolo sef.  Omoalhaja7:Thank God you're finally here. Morrrrrrreeeeeeeee coming.....  prettydiva89:I was beginning to wonder if you had also left to America too. We missed u toooooooooooo..... JigsawKillah:Thanks boss. That ur name get power oo. jaymomma:But she's good to me nah. Ever since I met her, Ive been traveling all around the world. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 9:51pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
dastancypayne:Just lend me your ears........., |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jaymomma(f): 10:30pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
jezuzboi: If anything goes wrong now ( and it surely will ), he won't av anything to fall back on. Start ur masters mister man and stop chasing shadows. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by eitsei(m): 10:51pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
jaymomma:talk true i mean true talk 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by LogoDWhiz(m): 11:04pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
JigsawKillah: Equally sighted bro. Ao u take branch for here? 1 Like 1 Share |
| Re: Ogechi & I by aprilwise(m): 11:10pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
I ve read many stories here on NL. This story it's friction or real. 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:43pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
aprilwise:Combination Of Both. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 11:45pm On Mar 13, 2015 |
jaymomma:Real True Talk!!!! 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by buoye1(m): 3:16am On Mar 14, 2015 |
Nice work jezuzboi but the last update was "somehow" to me . I mean not well organised and detailed....you rushed it and never explained the scenes well 1 Like |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Psalmwise(m): 3:20am On Mar 14, 2015 |
Chai oga u go vigil buoye1: |
| Re: Ogechi & I by buoye1(m): 3:39am On Mar 14, 2015 |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:23am On Mar 14, 2015 |
buoye1:Thank u. I'll be cautious of that. |
| Re: Ogechi & I by jezuzboi(m): 10:34am On Mar 14, 2015 |
[b]EPISODE 12 Hmmmm, we got to the bathroom oo, and what happened there is better left unsaid. The summary of the whole matter is that I was bathed by those two witches who used hard brushes to scrub my body as though I was infected with the deadliest skin disease they didn’t want me to transfer to Mr. Chang. I felt so bad because I couldn’t even get give them a slap. They were just so good at dodging them. All I could do was frown and get angry with everyone especially Cynthia for allowing me to go through that. Must I meet Mr. Chang? After 30 minutes I was out of there looking as shy as a bush man who just encountered humans for the first time. Cynthia came to my room to take me to Mr. Chang. I couldn’t look her in the eye due to what just happened, and she made fun of it. ‘It must feel pretty cool being bathed by ladies’ Cynthia said. I didn’t say anything in response. ‘Hey, are you angry with me? You know it wasn’t intentional. It’s just a norm here. Come on, snap out of that mood. We need to go see Chang. How I wish I can have that done to me by some cute Chinese guys’. ‘You can if you want’ I retorted. ‘They are a couple of them who’ll be more than willing to help you out’. ‘I prefer you to them’ she said carelessly. ‘I’ll be back in a little bit. Get dressed’ she said and left the room. A short while later she came back and we left to see Chang. Chang welcomed me like I was a distant relation who just got back after so many years away and I wondered why. I wasn’t even introduced to him anymore. It seemed like he already knew all there was to know about me. Even Cynthia was surprised at that. Chang dismissed Cynthia and those who were with him, leaving just both of us. ‘How are you doing young man’ Change asked. ‘I’m doing good’ I replied. ‘Enjoying the party?’ he asked again. ‘Pretty much’, I replied. ‘You have an edifice here. I almost mistook it for a hotel’. Chang laughed and we kept exchanging pleasantry for some munites before he started letting me in on his success stories. It was almost like mine, but not exactly. He fell in love with a girl from the same background as his back then. The girl took advantage of the free education scheme that popped up then and performed excellently. She was later awarded a scholarship due to her excellent performance. Chang said he was struggling to keep his family going as he was the breadwinner of the family. He hoped that things will turn around soon enough so that he could pursue his dreams of owning a martial arts academy as he was a master of martial arts. But things changed when the girl he fell in love with came back and told him she was pregnant. He was happy about the news, but the girl wasn’t. She suggested an abortion but Chang objected. Problems began and they later agreed to give birth to the child and let Chang have her while she went ahead to marry a Chinese billionaire who promised her heaven and earth. According to Chang, the man she ended up marrying took excellent care of her to a point where he, Chang began to wonder if he would have taken that much care of her. Lin was the product of their union and Chang had not remarried after then because he lost fate in women and resorted to what Nigerians refer to as flexing. The truth remained that he didn’t want his daughter to have any of such experiences, so he called on me to help him out. How was I supposed to help him? This man doesn’t even know me. What even made him think I could help him? So many questions popped in my head and I got really confused. Chang said to me; ‘I knew you before now’. I asked how and he told me that Cynthia is a really good friend to Lin. He said they had been discussing about me on phone and Cynthia mentioned that I was a respectable man. ‘She told Lin you weren’t like a lot of the other guys she had come across’ Chang said. She also said you’re not forward and can barely express yourself before women. She said you’re not a flirt, and all that. She even said that judging from your actions around her she dared to believe you’re a virgin’. Chai!! Cynthia don finish me! After saying all these things he laughed. I was already feeling embarrassed because of those things he said Cynthia told Lin. I couldn’t wait to leave that place to see Cynthia and unleash hell upon her. I controlled myself and pretended like I wasn’t bothered by any of those details. But then I asked him why he laughed, and he said; ‘I heard your name is Jesusboy’ ‘That’s correct Mr. Chang. Does it sound funny?’ ‘Not exactly. Just the boy part of the name. It goes a long way to confirm all Cynthia told Lin about you. Never mind, I’m okay with that. I love boys. I just wish every man would add boy to their names if that would make them be of good behavior’. I couldn’t take it anymore being seen as an innocent naïve boy, so I spoke out. ‘You see, Mr. Chang, Cynthia doesn’t know me that much. All she told your daughter are just what she thinks I am. I’m not saying I’m a bad person, but I’m not exactly all she said I was. Especially the part she said I can’t express myself before women. Those are just speculations not facts. So please make no judgments based on what she said’. If you think of me as the best of councilors due to those things you heard, you might be mistaken. Nevertheless I’ll help you in the best way I can’ ‘Definitely you will’ he said confidently. ‘What do you want me to do for you, Mr. Chang?’ ‘With much hard work I have acquired a lot of wealth which I will have to leave behind for my daughter when I’m gone. I don’t trust these guys that keep hanging around her. They’re all gold diggers. I don’t want my daughter to end up with any of them. Boy, I want you to marry my daughter. That way I’ll die knowing my daughter and wealth are in safe hands’ ‘What?’ I replied almost screaming. ‘Come on boy, quit the drama. You might be a nice guy, but you need money and a good girl for a wife. All these I offer you today and it will be my pleasure if you take them’ I was short of words, and my entire mind was greatly troubled. I didn’t know what to say to him. I kept rolling my eyes round and round until Chang’s priest came in and told him it was time to pray to Buddha. He told me he was going to converse with me again soon. I said okay and thanked him, and he left. Obviously, I had a lot to meditate on. I went out and joined the party. The two girls I was with before Cynthia came to take away rushed to me the very moment they saw me back at the party scene. But I dismissed them because I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to engage them in the conversation they required. I sat at a dark corner viewing all that was going on. Cynthia was dancing with virtually everyone who was on the dance floor. She really loved dancing, as much as she knew how to. All the while I sat there analyzing Lin over and over again to see if she matched my kind of girl. Even if I agreed to marry Lin, I would be assassinated before long. There were lineup of guys plotting their way to that girl’s fortune, and I would just come in from Africa and shut them out? No nah, they definitely wouldn’t take it lightly with me. But that was sure not to happen, or was it? It got pretty late and I started feeling sleepy. Cynthia obviously wasn’t going to retire anytime soon, so I didn’t bother saying a word to her before I went to my room to sleep. My soul had almost transported itself to another realm when Cynthia called it back as she burst into my room with an orange transparent night gown which was designed to reveal whatever hid beneath it. She shut the door behind her, leaned on it and stood there staring at me with a dangerous grin. And then she started moving towards me in the same way and manner the Indian ladies do when trying to impress their husbands on their wedding night. It was clear to me that all was not well because she wasn’t an Indian girl, and that definitely wasn’t a wedding night, let alone being ours. Unlike me, I was unable to figure out what to do to avert the situation before it got out of hand. I just lay on my bed watching Cynthia perform to no music. Her moves were so captivating that I lost the power and will to do anything more than lay still and take what was coming. She drew nearer and nearer stylishly until she got to the edge of the bed I lay on, knelt on it, and GBAM! To be continued. Quotes For The Weekend. God gives the light, I just happen to shine. I don't rap, I tell the truth, i just happen to rhyme. -IDJ- Itchy ears craving news of how I’ve done wrongly. I wonder what about me makes them desire my fall so strongly. -Jesusboy- Out of the abundance of the heart, the mouth speaks. But even in the overflow of my heart, my lip sticks. -Jesusboy- Weekend bonus: You are welcome to explore my blog for the weekend. http://www.jezuzboi..com[/b] 2 Likes |
| Re: Ogechi & I by eitsei(m): 11:08am On Mar 14, 2015 |
hmmm..following |
| Re: Ogechi & I by Calmdove(f): 11:36am On Mar 14, 2015 |
jezuzboi:tnks so much 4 inviting me to dis wonderful story*hope am nt to late? |
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