The month of August is a month filled with uneventful memories. I just wish I could say “run along August” but I have learnt to accept whatever memories it’s left for me.
August is a special someone’s month in my life. My first love, my hero, my EFCC chairman, our Pedro Bond of the Ukandu clan.
Born Aug 1st. Passed on Aug 3rd. Laid to rest Aug 25th. Hmmmm way to go August!.
How can I forget in a hurry the one who taught me what love is and what love can do. The one one taught me to be brave and courageous. The one who taught me to be patient when dealing with others. The one who taught me how to appreciate the little I have and make the best out of it.
The one who taught me that I can be better today than my performance of yesterday. The one who discovered that I love adventures, traveling ,writing and reading.
It’s a been a year a left to be with Heavenly Father. We miss you dearly.
….The persistent sound was none other than the trademark snores of Yayo. Everyone knew that nothing would wake him for another one hour. Immaculeta lay awake on the bed, staring upwards to the roof. She was painfully thinking about what steps to take to stop her husband’s loud snores.
Coming up with no solution, she got up and went about quietly cleaning the house in preparation to leave for the market.
Suddenly, the shriek was instatenous. It came without warning and was filled with all the anguish and shock any human could muster. It was so bloodcurdling that the whole Assaya paused. Even Yayo came awake.
“The bag of gold is empty!”; Immaculeta shouted. Immediately, she regained her breathe enough to speak. “we have been robbed”; she said in a fear filled voice while directing tear laden eyes to a startled Yayo placing both hands on her head.
Yayo stared unbelievably at the empty bag a trembling Immaculeta held in her hands. He staggered towards her, snatched the bag and peered into it. His faculties refused to believe what it saw, so he put his right arm into the bag to feel along its bottom for the gold it no longer held.
By this time,a crowd had gathered watching Yayo in silence. Unbelief and incredulity etched on their faces.
The atmosphere was tense. Everybody was at a loss about what to do. This was a new experience for most of them. Theft, robbery or whatever you may call it was unheard of in Assaya village. Despite all these, Yayo quickly took charge. He gently pulled his wife into his arms where she broke into tears.
Turning to Indomix he ordered; “Alert the Varanguards and king’s guards, no one should be allowed to leave this village “.
Boredom is the neediness for something very exciting to happen. It determines many of our erroneous actions, and is therefore the source of much of our suffering. It is a feeling of anxiety and stress.
Let’s forget about the psychological and emotional English about boredom. We do unbelievable things when we’re bored. It either brings out the negative side of you or the creativity /fun side out of you.
When I am bored at work, it simply means anything talked about through out the day will make no meaning to me till I recover (oh yes boredom makes me ill).
I have to really find something hilarious to jerk back to motion or else I’d be moody for the rest of the day. I could put my head on my desk to rest a while sometimes, then get back to work.
Then when I’m home and I’m bored, my oh my! I could stare into space like a retarded being and jerk back to reality and look for something else to do, crazy right?.
If there isn’t power supply, then the world has come to an end. I would lay in bed and surf the net till I am exhausted or battery goes dead flat. I would go from room to room, pacing around the house, dancing only to the song I’m humming to.
The kitchen isn’t left out, because I would look for something to munch on or try out some funny concoction (sometimes it turns out tasty). I eat and eat and eat anything because it feels it would save me from being bored.
Sleep doesn’t rescue me at all. my eyes would be wide open and my body itches to do something.
I try to read an interesting book to kill the boredom cos that helps me since I read a lot. I make it a point of duty to analyze all literary terms used in the book and also find out meaning to some words I come across.
I literally can’t do anything sensible except read and watch a movie when I’m bored.
While inhabitants of village Assaya slept, Immaculeta lay awake with a feeling of bad foreboding getting stronger. She thought of the bag of gold entrusted in their care and felt the urge to go check if it was safe. This instinct struck her as unusual and strange because in Assaya, there have never been any robbery. Practically, everyone do not lock their doors and that includes king Tautaris.
Immaculeta got up from the bed she shared with her snoring husband and strode to the corner of the room where he had unceremoniously dropped the bag of gold. The moonlight shone faintly in this corner and she could barely make out the outlines of the bag. It stood just the way she remembered. She got to it and lifted it, but it did not burge. The weight of the gold was more than she could manage.
Looking upwards from staring at the bag on the floor, Immaculeta was startled. She had managed to stifle a reflex cry of surprise. In a split second, she analysed the validity of what she saw and made up her mind to confirm. She had seen an unidentified face staring at her. The unknown face had disappeared as soon as she saw it. Having made her decision, Immaculeta approached the window cautiously.
She stared out the window but could see nothing. She felt the hairs on her body standing straight as she had the unshakable sensation of being watched. This was something new to her and she did not know how to deal with it.
After standing and straining her eyes into nothingness for a couple of minutes, she decided to go join snoring Yayo in bed.
Cock-a-doodle!”; crowed the biggest cockerel in the village at the stroke of dawn. The sun could be seen peeping from the Far East with its fingers slowly extending to bath the land in golden rays.
Assaya village stirred and gradually came alive as inhabitants went through various motions that characterized their daily preparations. A persistent hum sound could be heard all through the village.
The title, thought, plots, characters, setting, quotes and all its contents are properties of the author.
No part of this work; either in parts or in whole should be reproduced in any format; electronic or otherwise without permission from the author.
The story begins……
A light wind swept through the night gently caressing everything in its path. The trees swayed slightly while their leaves fluttered gently emitting a whistling effect. The usual night sounds filled the air, punctuated inerminttently with loud long drawn snores.
Only one man was known in the whole village to snore like this. His new bride did not find it amusing at all. She had tried several means for her husband to stop snoring or at least reduce the tempo of his snores all to no avail.
The lively villagers always joked that her husband’s snore prompts them to bed. Immaculeta did not find any of these jokes funny. This night was no different, in fact she was almost certain that there was an increase in Yayo, her husband’s, snore.
The increase in Yayo’s snore tempo bothered her. Truly, his snores were loud but tonight’s was different. The snores was louder than usual. Their tiny room literally vibrated with each upheaval.
Now, the snores were not her main bother at the moment. The snores only distracted her wandering mind. Immaculeta was deeply concerned and she had good reasons to be. At first, it had seemed an easy task.
“What was there in keeping safe a bag of gold?” Yayo had asked her when she voiced her protest to him. ‘Besides, it was an honor to be singled out for such responsibility in the whole village of Assaya, ‘ he added.
This final point made her stiffle her protests and bask in the light of honor shown she and her husband by the king Tautaris. Yet, Immaculeta could not shake off the worries.
Wow! June is gone already…. What have you achieved so far? Have you been able to meet your resolutions for the year?
A lot has happened and it seems whatever is happening doesn’t even concern the high profile Nigerians. Still trying to understand how they sleep peaceful at night while others sleep with not just an eye, with both eyes wide open.
I’m not about to bring my political practice here, but I’ve got to complain about how a 1000 Naira gets exhausted when you get it changed into bits, it never returns home with you as planned. Which way naija?????
Well….. It’s okay to not know how everything will turn out, it’s okay to not know where we’re headed, it’s okay if it’s headed anywhere, sometimes, anywhere seems to be the best place.
For the month of July, i’ve got a list of things to do, i’m sure you do too. I always end up not doing all of it. It’s like a constant race against time from the moment we open our eyes in the morning to the moment we sparingly shut them again late at night…. Who’s got the luxury of sleep when there’s a to-do list that should have been checked off months ago…. (who phcn epp sef?).
But first, this July, i will debut a short series titled “The Adventure of Tarablade” right here by noon every Wednesdays so stay tuned for what’s coming at y’all (this will be ticked off my list).
Errrrmmmm….. (clears throat) Please ooooo, how do I accomplish this…..
I want to make money (I kuku did not have before)
Get in a lovin relationship without hassles (I’m tired of the stress behind it can it just come easy on request).
Get a huge contract/become a face behind a brand (are they not tired of using artistes or actors for a brand? I am available).
Make more money (it is very very important).
Increase my social circle in order to meet subject of no.2 above (I need friends who share same ideology as mine but Biko don’t be stingy #clinkstongue)
But mehn! Money must be made….. (who’s with me on this? 👋).
And the list goes on and on….
It’s a testament that I’m still alive to find a way to accomplish the above mentioned. Like they say, when there is life…it is always beautiful.
It’s another Friday, Cheers to the freaking weekend!!!!
Take a break, do the things you like/love, go somewhere where you’ll find your mojo, get unplugged.
I’m just trying to help some of us understand what sustaining a relationship or being in a relationship is all about. Because the type of relationship I see floating around, it’s so annoying. But I ain’t no relationship expert, what do I know? *tongue click*.
Let this be known that love doesn’t guarantee the success of a relationship neither does it cost any thing.
Love cannot help you stick to one person all year round, and on the other hand, “cheating” isn’t always a product of not loving your partner.
In fact, loving someone doesn’t guarantee not falling in love with someone else.
Relationships work out mostly because of our head not our heart. It works out because of our emotional maturity, empathetic intelligence and self discipline because, time will come when you’ll see more beautiful, handsome, romantic, intelligent, sexy, rich, curvy and God fearing people than the one you’re in a relationship with.
In those times, love will not help you one bit (at all); self control will help you, emotional intelligence will come to your rescue and commitment will keep you going. With these characteristics, no matter how you feel for someone else, the person you’re committed to will be ranked first in your life. But that wouldn’t stop or kill the love or feelings you have for others.
You think happily married people don’t see better people than the ones they married?
You think they don’t feel funny sometimes?
You think they don’t catch feelings? Nwannem they do!
But understanding that commitment is greater than feelings is the great arsenal that do destroy that impulse.
You can fall in love with anyone, but building a relationship takes absolutely more than what attracted you to them and takes more than love.
We are too fond of loving when it’s convenient and sweet. We are too fond of loving when love is there but that can only last for just the first 3-6 months of the relationship. After then, you’ll realise that the feelings have dropped, it’s now your responsibility to make it work, not love’s responsibility.
Relationships cannot be readymade. You have to build it and it’s never always about love, it requires commitment and intelligence. On the long run in marriages, it’s not just love that keeps them together forever, it’s determination and commitment.
Everyone falls in love; it takes little or no effort to do that. But staying in love? Building a relationship? Only the strong and committed ones do that.
That’s why we must find that one person and commit to that one, discipline yourself and bridle your emotions.
Building a relationship is hard work, it’s like building a career, It’s like pursuing a dream. It’s always tough, at some point it will be so bitter but you can make it work by putting your heads together, you can scale through the trying time by being focused and committed. I give it up to all parents especially mine, at times I ask and wonder how they kept it working, and I was made to understand most of what i know from them, they were just like loving siblings.
The kind of love that attracts two people together is not the kind of love that will keep them together. Be emotionally strong and be self disciplined.
That’s why i share this with the young adults, married and unmarried couples, in order not to make the mistake in giving up on him or her, key word is determination and commitment, so we don’t have an excuse for divorce and violence.
This was sent in by
Chipson Osita ; IG: @chipson_ciroc
He is well read and loves to share his thoughts on random topics. But very much involved in the entertainment industry.
Kindly feel free to drop your comments, like and share.
I am so thankful for my experiences as I embarked on my journey as a young adult. There are some memories I wish I could replay everyday for the rest of my life and there are others I wish I could erase completely. All of my memories have so far helped to shape me into who I am today.
To my 18years old self, I have these for you;
Before knowing others, you have to know yourself. Making mistakes is good, that’s how you learn. Be kind with yourself and others. Try to do as many new things as you can. Learn to listen and practice patience because patience is key.
It is important that you learn how to forgive. And this is a blessing. Harboring resentment against another will only hurt you and hinder your ability to function in your every day life. Do not let it have a control over your life.
Appreciate your parents because they know what they’re talking about. If mum nags so much about grooming yourself, tidy your room, bath regularly,brush your teeth regularly, scrub under your arm properly to avoid foul smell and bumps. Please do, it’s normal for her to nag at you for she means well for you. I’ve too often brushed over their advice and as I look back, I’m grateful I did most of it and don’t regret a thing.
Remember, do not take people or things for granted because not all things or people stick around forever. Enjoy and appreciate them while it lasts. There is much more to the universe than yourself so don’t be self absorbed to avoid words like “I wish I knew”.
Study and work hard, it’s so cool to be smart don’t ever give up that for anyone. Did you know that being smart is the new sexy?
Be self confident but not filled with pride. Sweetheart, do not be afraid to speak to a large crowd, focus on your qualities and not your flaws. A confident woman is irresistible.
Always remember to pray without ceasing. Pray with faith for everlasting happiness and joy, pray for good health and wisdom to be successful, pray for a forgiving heart and pray for unending love. Things will get better, don’t break a sweat.
If it’s wrong, be brave enough to do what’s right. Encourage yourself to take more chances and accept your flaws, since you’ll learn a lot from them. Also trust your instincts and do what you like for a living with advice from mum and dad.
Get super equipped with skills that will help you land a home run in life. Your future self will thank you later.
You will grow into your own skin and discover who you really are. And then you will own that identity.
You will be just fine. Even though now you’re okay where you are. So breathe, keep doing your best and enjoy being You.
Love from your older self 😘 😘
PS; pardon my not so professional pictures. But I hope you love the colorful ones I chose from my gallery.
Democracy as they say; is a government of the people by the people and for the people. This is why the electorates endure for a period of years to choose their leaders through ballot, whether they perform well or not. This is the major reason for the establishment of the Independent National Electoral Commission (INEC).
Democracy can not be complete, except proper election of people who handles the affairs of the economy and governance are elected through the ballot, which before an election, certain indispensable electoral process has to be considered and carried out like the registration and collection of Permanent Voters Card (PVC).
Comrade Murtala Muhammed Gamba (Gamji), the President of the National Youth Council of Nigeria (NYCN),which is an apex body and mouth piece of Nigerian youths both home and in the diaspora is one of the 18 directorates established under his leadership. Comrade Murtala to oversee the political affairs of the youths and to promote good governance and encourage positive political participation of the youths in the country which electoral matters is one of their huge responsibility.
Permanent Voters Cards (PVC) is the mandate, weapon and strength of electorates during general election to help in the selection of their own candidate. And before election, it is ensured that the registration and collection of PVC’s by masses from ages 18years and above to enable them participate as adult citizens of the Federal Republic of Nigeria.
Comrade Murtala in a meeting held on 9th May, 2017 in Abuja has recommended that INEC as a body be saddled with the responsibility of increasing the awareness of the registration process of PVC with good information on deadline to motivate the masses. And also mobilise enough staffs to various centres early, so as to hasten the process and record a success.
In appreciation, the entire team of the NYCN expresses huge gratitude towards their leader,who has offered sustainable moral support to the team. The chairman/CEO of Charles de great Nigeria limited, Dr Charles chukwu from mmaku-ugwu in Enugu state.
Wining elections starts from mobilisation of electorates for INEC as voters registration. Let’s all come out in mass for this exercise and not limit ourselves to social media political agents.
Our PVC, Our Strength.
God bless Nigerian youths.
God bless Federal Republic of Nigeria.
Build the youths, build the Nation!
By Comrade Omoleye Moses Adedotun – director (NYCN) & Comrade Obinna Nwaka – deputy director (NYCN).
It is a political matter oooo
Everyone gets embarrassed in their life, no one can beat their chest and say he or she have never been embarrassed in their entire life here on earth. You’ve probably even been embarrassed a couple of times already today 😂.
There’s nothing wrong with getting embarrassed, its only that we all prefer if these most common things were to happen less often, true or false?.
Well…. I have a thousand and one embarrassing moments, that when I sit alone with my thoughts, I smile or laugh out loud at the thoughts that crosses my mind. I’m sure we all have such moments too.
A lot of times, when I get dressed in the morning, especially when there’s no power supply, I wear my blouse inside out and realise it half way through the day. I just go to the restroom and do myself the honors of changing it (So annoying after all compliments).
I remember drifting into my own world while having a boring lecture given by a boring professor back in my uni days. I was caught smiling sheepishly at myself by the professor. Wondering what amused me at the moment, he pointed at me to stand up and asked i repeat the last sentence he made to the one thousand and something students in class. I literally died 😂 because I didn’t hear a thing he’s been saying all afternoon.
I have stopped waving back at people who call me from a moving bus or any other style of getting one’s attention. It is so annoying because I don’t get to see who it is I am waving at. Most times, it isn’t me they are waving at but because the person seems to be smiling at me, I wave back before I noticed it isn’t me. I don’t understand how people enjoy calling someone they know from a vehicle 😡.
This happens to me when I am so stressed out that I wonder if I’m mentally stable. I can be lost in thought when my brain is over cooked and walk by a turn that will take me to where I’m going to. When I discover this, I’ll stylishly ask around like I’m lost and turn around to the right direction.
My stomach can growl for eternity. It always wait until every where is quiet to do the rumble roar in the jungle to be heard by everyone around making them think it’s a loud fart. Especially when you’re sitting with a cute date arghhhh (man crush).
I have tripped lots of times (I walk too fast), I have been splashed dirty water several times by vehicles on my way to work by reckless drivers (my friends say it’s bad luck and laugh at me), I am the grand master of spilling food or drink on my clothes, I hate to eat roasted and boiled corn when I’m out cos I don’t have the time to pick my teeth.
So many embarrassing moments to share 😂 😂. I’m sure you’re laughing out loud cos it’s happened to you as well.
Be it interesting, funny, bad, worst embarrassment, Let’s not forget that it just happens and sometimes lessons are learnt from it afterwards.
Wanna share yours? Feel free to send a mail to firstname.lastname@example.org.