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 Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 2:32am On Aug 13, 2014 |
Dad came home later. And swung into action. We were all sitting at our previous position when he came. Magdalene had stopped singing. He put mama's body in his car. I entered the car and we left for the hospital but it was like going to the farm after pest and insects had destroyed your plants. *** **** ***** ******* Obioma told me later what had actually caused mama's death. Daddy was an insecure man. So he took out his fear on us children and his poor wife. He harassed us and dished out insults to us, though he spared magdalene. When we were much younger, he used to beat mama but as we grew older he stopped and recoursed to verbal abuse. Mama knew that he had a mistress outside. That her husband spent more on other people than he actually did on his family. That her husband didn't know the middle name or date of birth of any of her children or the school they were in, didn't make her leave him or love him less; "God will change him" mama would always say "yes God will. He never forsakes anybody that calls on to him" But God never changed him. And she was forsaken. In my first year of university education, mama had began to suffer Hypertension and bouts of acute depression. And when she heard that michael- her husband- had married a new wife in umuahia, her poor heart couldn't take it anymore. So she took the easiest way out. She cried her heart to death. Heart attack was the official cause of death. but I know better. She left because she was tired of life and a loveless marriage. ***** ***** ******* ****** |
| Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 9:36am On Aug 12, 2014 |
Tapout: whistling and walking majestically to the front seat with tampico juice and bush meat** Don't forget to criticise majestically |
| Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 9:22am On Aug 12, 2014 |
Tapout: whistling and walking majestically to the front seat with tampico juice and bush meat** Thanks bro. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 9:20am On Aug 12, 2014 |
"Bro are you hungry" chikamso asked me with a feeble smile. "No. I'll eat later" I replied "where's mama?" "In her room" she answered That was quiet unusual. Usually, mama would have bounced out of her room on hearing my voice. She would have danced around the compound for the act that her son had returned from school. She'd then run into the kitchen to rustle something up for me and then she'd launch into a litany of trivial complaints -while I ate- beginning with how slim I had become again, what magdalene had done again, if I had collected back the money I lent that my friend and she'd end with her classical question "Who was that girl that answered your phone when I called?" Have I done something again? Was she angry at me? But I couldn't remember anything I had done wrong. Mama wasn't the temperamental type but she could hold a grudge if she was crossed more times than necessary. She rewarded the person, who had annoyed her, with a silent treatment that hurt more than words. The person would just pray that she at least shouts at him or her. If she talks about the problem then its no more a case. That's my mother- garbage in, garbage out. I walked up to mama's room. Opening the door a small way I peeped in. Mama was lying on her bed with her back. Her light colour skin was flushed and almost chalky white - ghostly pale. In her hand, she clutched a white handkie. She most have been crying. "Mummy" I called. But she didn't answer. Mama didn't answer. She never looked at me. Not once. She didn't call me " nna m( my father)" in her high toned delicious voice. Mama didn't. I dashed into the room. Calling out her name more loudly. My voice most have attracted my siblings and they all came running into mama's room. I shook her shoulders; but she neither bated an eyelid nor made a sound. I shook her harder. 'Her pulse,' something was whispering into my mind's eye, 'check her pulse'. She had one but it was low almost unnoticeable. Her heart beat was also faint. Kneeling on the bed beside her, I applied small pressure on her chest. "Call Dad", i shouted at obioma. But he just stood there transfixed on the spot. His eye fixed at mama. Somebody sprung into action, I realised later that it was kelechi, he took mama's phone and called dad. I could hear his voice as he spoke on the phone but I couldn't really hear what he was saying "Chikamso!" I bellowed "magdalene! Hold her hand. Talk to her. Say something" but chikamso was on the floor crying silently, her hands on her shin as she looked on with tears in her eyes. Magdalene came immediately, took mama's hand and began to sing. Her twelve year old voice immaculately rich and resounding as she sang lionel ritchie's Hello. My hands faltered and a tear drop fell on mama's blue blouse. Magdalene sang on. She sang beautifully. She sang.... Oh she sang. She sang mama's favorite songs. "Love is in the air" my sister was singing. The world stood still and the heavens grew silent. Mama's eye opened a bit. She smiled. "Nna m" she whispered. "Nno" (welcome). She placed her right hand on my cheek and with her right hand, she squeezed magdalene's hand. "Baby do you remember that song we learnt yesterday?" Magdalene nodded her head. "Sing it for me" And magdalene did. Mama closed her eyes and died. Her daughter's voice singing the eternal song of peace, love and heaven in her ears. she left us all. 1 Like |
| Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 9:17am On Aug 12, 2014 |
NinoBrown888: Ngozi okafor ! Wetin do ngozi okafor.  |
| Nairaland / General / Re: Ebola: US Approves Liberia Request To Send Untested Drug by emeka94(m): 9:10am On Aug 12, 2014 |
gerrardomendes: Lmao. Baptism of salt |
| Nairaland / General / Re: Ebola: US Approves Liberia Request To Send Untested Drug by emeka94(m): 8:54am On Aug 12, 2014 |
victorazy: No be us dey allow our selves to be sabotaged 5 Likes |
| Nairaland / General / Re: Ebola: US Approves Liberia Request To Send Untested Drug by emeka94(m): 6:00am On Aug 12, 2014 |
Let's just hope and pray that d drug has no long or short term side effect. But Africa we need wake up from slumber. We criticise US as being evil yet we run to them when wahala set. Life really is an irony 86 Likes |
| Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 5:09am On Aug 12, 2014 |
(1) Life have never made sense to me. I've never fully understood the concept of loving, dying or living. To me those three things are at the core junction of human existence. Although I may seem worldly smart but the truth is that I know next to nothing about the things that are most important in life. Often times I think am so good but then something happens to show me how stupid I really am. Something that would have otherwise been inconsequential. And because of my unsure thinking and life, I never really grasped how much Mama loved me and how empty my life was till.... We lived in four bedroom bungalow building that Dad had managed to build a few years after my youngest sister, magdalene, was born. The compound was small and could only accommodate a car and mama's small garden. But to me it was enough. The sweet calm of sleeping under the shield of the orange tree, always made me feel refreshed as if I had just drank water from a spring after been deprived of the precious fluid for hours. The resounding silence of the compound and the breeze propelled by the plant made the compound my paradise. But it wasn't going to be paradise for long. At least for me. In the rainy season of 2009. I was 21 and had just returned from school due to the interruption of our academic calender by ASUU strike- a much welcomed break I must confess. As usual the house was cooling quiet. But the quietness was laced with something. I can quiet name it. But it wasn't good in the least bit. Obioma my immediate younger brother, chikamso my sister, kelechi and magdalene were all at home but the usual distinct chatter and banter of sibling wasn't present. They were all staring at the coloured TV but I could swear that they weren't really seeing whatever it was they were watching. Magdalene was the only one that seem to be herself. She hugged me with her usual craziness when she opened the gate for me, took my bag and then began to tell me all that had happened during my absence. That girl could make the devil laugh with her over exaggerated stories and gestures. Whilst she talked, she searched my school bag. She promptly pocketed the gala and apple that I had bought for her and despite my protest she took the coke I had bought for myself. Her face contorted sharply,her bright eyes dulled somewhat and her chattering stopped as we reached the living room. Chikamso gave me a brief distant hug, I shook my brothers, although I still managed to pull kelechi to the ground before shaking his hands. After all, to me he was still a small boy despite the fact that he had just gotten admission to study law. Strangely and quiet unusual, he offered little resistance to my ploy. Mama was a staff at the education ministry and my father was a lawyer. So my sibling and I had a fair share of education. We were all well read and breed in a manner that only children of well educated parents would understand. "Kedu nu" I asked my sibling. The question was general , not specifically addressed to anybody. "We are fine" obioma answered. I often felt challenged by Obioma. He was unbelievably smart, collected and cool headed which were a slight opposite of my personality. But we got along by respecting each others opinion but in truth, our relationship was at best, formal. I envied him of his decisiveness and discerning ability. The fact that Mama would tell him first if she had a problem didn't help matter but I understood why she always called him first and it challenged my position as first son. While I'd say "charge, kill, conquer and subject the enemy", obioma would say "analyze, calculate, position well first, attack later". Who in all honesty wouldn't trust such a person? Obioma could also be a holier-than-thou-annoying prick. You get the feeling that he was been condescending when he addressed you. He was also a straight forward and by the book guy. |
| Literature / Re: When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 5:09am On Aug 12, 2014 |
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| Literature / When Death Came Knocking And Love Flew Out The Window- A Story by emeka94(m): 5:07am On Aug 12, 2014 |
This is a work of fiction written in the first person. Dialogue is not much instead, I used narratives to show what is happening and the main characters feeling. Its a very short story and am not sure how good it is. So please read, comment, like and most importantly criticise. God bless |
| Literature / Re: Bad Spread (An Awareness Fiction Story on Ebola Virus) by emeka94(m): 1:24pm On Aug 10, 2014 |
I had a tear in my eye while reading this (figuratively). Beautiful piece. Well written. Well told. |
| Family / Re: What If You Have An Academic Blockhead For A Child! by emeka94(m): 8:24pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
@OP d boy is probably not doing well because everybody is looking at him with failure eyes. Sooner or later he will stop trying to please or follow traditional norms and become a retreatist. We humans can easily re-adapt and our body develops a defense mechanism to injurious things. He needs only love and encouragement. His conscience is enough punishment for him. Don't add salt to injury. By the way his criminal tendency is probably caused by the way he is treated and d way he sees himself which is, probably, as a good for nothing. Try to make him feel good with himself by finding what he is good at. |
| Literature / Re: Nairaland Saga Between A Father And His Son by emeka94(m): 6:21pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
*in anambra tongue* rafta no go kill. Dis poster is velli funny Father n son 1 Like |
| Art, Graphics & Video / Re: Most Realistic Tatoos Ever Drawn (pictures) by emeka94(m): 6:18pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
WoW *modified* I don forget say I comment here till I saw it on front page. August go sweet die 1 Like |
| Romance / Re: Guys, Are You Attracted To Tall Or Short Girls? by emeka94(m): 6:14pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
Tall Kissing dem doesn't cause back ache n their centre of gravity aka pu**** is almost parallel to my ding dong |
| Celebrities / Re: Iceprince Launched His Sunglass Line. by emeka94(m): 6:12pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
Good for him |
| Sports / Re: Cristiano Ronaldo Sued Over CR7 Trademark by emeka94(m): 6:12pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
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| Islam for Muslims / Re: The Consequences Of Not Challenging The Islamic State by emeka94(m): 6:11pm On Aug 02, 2014 |
I concur |
| Nairaland / General / Re: Boko Haram: South Enjoy For Now - My Assertions by emeka94(m): 9:28pm On Jul 28, 2014 |
careytommy: Daughter? What of ur wife? |
| Nairaland / General / Re: Boko Haram: South Enjoy For Now - My Assertions by emeka94(m): 10:53am On Jul 28, 2014 |
careytommy: Bring it on biatch! Na u go run oh |
| Nairaland / General / Re: 38 Person Dead In A Church Alnight, Pastor Survive! by emeka94(m): 4:26pm On Jul 27, 2014 |
emmadejust: Choi Jesus don come oh n na only banner em carry go. |
| Nairaland / General / Re: Boko Haram: South Enjoy For Now - My Assertions by emeka94(m): 1:38pm On Jul 27, 2014 |
ITbomb: We survived the civil war, starvation and economic embargo Militant agitation in Niger Delta is much more understandable than BH. Their anger and issues are clearly stated but BH is a bunch of wild hogs killing every thing and any body. I won't be surprise if the attempt to attack the south 1 Like |
| Nairaland / General / Boko Haram: South Enjoy For Now - My Assertions by emeka94(m): 12:37pm On Jul 27, 2014 |
Enjoying a cool saturday evening with your friends. Relaxing with a cold beer in your hands and laughter on your lips. Idlely flipping through the channels of your cable tv. "If only life could be so casual and free, then grey hair will be a rarity" you think to yourself. While you are busy appreciating happiness and thinking good thoughts, a deep rumble as if coming from the base of the earth shakes the building. The rumble is not like an earthquake but more like a furious roar of hundreds of lions combined. The noise is blood cuddling and the far off screams of people on the verge of death informs you of the brief nature of human life and happiness. Smoke bellows into the clear evening sky, darkening it. Rushing out to the veranda of your house - your friends in tow- to see the source of the commotion. "Na bomb oh" a young man is shouting wildly. The air suddenly becomes heavy with smells of burning flesh and woods and something else....death and fear. "But...... But, how can" you mutter weakly "borno is hundreds of miles away" you ask in bewildered voice but no one answers. The question floats aimlessly in the air. "Maybe its a gas explosion....." A friend says but his reply is not convincing. We all know the culprit- Boko haram Then and only then you will realise that boko haram is not a north east problem but a nigerian head ache Like a stove light -which burns slowly and gradually before giving off its full flare, BH is spreading. Crawling from the hinterlands of northeast nigeria into other northern cities and one day - I pray not- it will find its way into southern nigeria. Slowly, we might degenerate into another bomb torn country if we don't stand and speak. We occupy ourselves in ethnic jingoism and political party hogwash on nairaland. Aligning ourselves behind politicians- and their baseless political parties- who care next to nothing about our survival and prosperity. A mad competition of 'APC is better than PDP' (by the way which would you choose, the devil in black and red or the devil in black and black) occupying the main hold of our lives. ' The progressives vs the peoples party' madness. We seem to forget the latin adage "vox populi, vox dei"( the voice of the people is the voice of God). A nation of more than 160million people is held to ransom by less than 3 percent of her population. Yet We spend our time making irrelevant defences and attacks that adds no substance to our growth or future. The #bringbackourgirls is a good example of people holding FG to task. weekly news filters in that a high ranking BH member has been arrested or that 20 BH people were killed and ten arrested. But yet BH is waxing stronger. Is it that the arrested BH members do not give information when interrogated? I refuse to believe that anyone will be in an organisation without knowing the groups vision, mission, his immediate commander/ superior and tit bit of informations about strategic locations and structure of the group. After all gossip is a basic human threat. BH is an ambitious group that will want to spread its tentacles to other parts of the country. The question is- if the Nigerian security forces cannot protect the north east, what hope does the rest of Nigeria have when BH attacks them? What are the long term restructuring and rehabilitation programs FG has for the Northeast if BH is clamped down on? So while we are busy enjoying the often humorous am-better-than-you exchange between Lai mohammed and his PDP counterpart, we should have in mind that Boko haram is not a fantasy in far away land but an impending train speeding towards us to crash. Let us stand together in a manner reminiscent of the january 2012 subsidy protests and collectively task the government to do something to tame the scourge of BH, else we become in ants ( as okey Ndibe wrote) "Nigeria has become a Federal Republic of Ants ruled (note the word “ruled”—not governed or led) by a greedy, grasping bunch of politicians with insatiable appetites. In this misshapen republic, every thing, every value and every human presence, is subordinated to the rulers’ relentless pursuit of lucre. The rulers are too busy, too focused on looting, to notice the ants they trample underfoot. The ants are too riveted by the ardor of scrambling for the crumbs that they pay no heed to those of their number ground to death both by the rulers and those who presume a divine mandate to kill". Speak out to protect the future of yourself and your children. Sycophancy gives momentary satisfaction, it never last. Will you on your death bed think to yourself "if only I had fought for a higher purpose and not for money" #protectyourfuture #bringbackourgirls |
| Education / Please Help!!!!! What Is Maurid Polytechnic? by emeka94(m): 7:01pm On Jul 21, 2014 |
Pls, a friend of mine wants to pay the acceptance fee of maurid institute of science and technology akwa ibom. He is kind of desperate and wants to enter school sharp sharp. Do u have any information about the school? Is it legitimate? It sounds like a fraud to me? Pls help |
| Politics / Re: Underlying Motives Behind Al-makura’s Impeachment by emeka94(m): 12:42pm On Jul 20, 2014 |
shedify: The beauty of democracy is opposition, when the PDP led adminstration wants every state to be PDP by all means...There is big trouble ooo Thank you. God bless ur brain. U get beta sense |
| Politics / Re: Underlying Motives Behind Al-makura’s Impeachment by emeka94(m): 12:40pm On Jul 20, 2014 |
talktimi: its "politically motivated" because its against an APC governor but if its against one from the PDP, you will clap your hands claiming victory for democracy. The question you should ask yourself is did Al Makura mis appropriate\steal money that would have better developed his state or not ? You dont have to be a one sided saint abegOf course its pure victory for democracy if a PDP governor is impeached!! Do u think that oga jona will not try to save a pdp governor facing impeachment? By the way which party is in control of the centre govt? will u in all honest deny that PDP -which is the power that be in Nigeria- is not on a political witch hunt? Personally I honestly wish that all d governors will be impeached. I couldn't care less whether d governor is from pdp or apc because all of them are guilty!!! Smh |
| Politics / Re: Underlying Motives Behind Al-makura’s Impeachment by emeka94(m): 12:31pm On Jul 20, 2014 |
Bunchersstab: Politically motivated yes but are the governor involved innocent Are u serious asking dis question? Is any governor in Nigeria innocent of anything? Show me a corruption free governor in Nigeria and I'll show u a snow white pig |
| Romance / Re: My Neighbour Is Driving Me Crazy!!!! by emeka94(m): 12:21pm On Jul 20, 2014 |
fellis: Lmao. Madness get levels oh!!!!imagine talking to a sleeping person? How will sumbody not pick up d signal dat u are not interested in the talk? How person no go get peace for em own house again?!!! But u are correct sha. By d way, u speak like person get enuf experience with talkative?!!! Talk true oh |
some talkatives just have a weird and messed up compulsion to talk, they just can't help it. Some can even continue talking even if you lay down and pretend to be asleep, still talk even when you're reading with your school books in front of you, infact you can even be staring out the window, obviously distracted and lost in thoughts but they will keep talking. They don't need you to listen; they just want a human presence in the room while they talk because talking alone to yourself looks crazy.(1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (of 15 pages)
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