Broken love 💔(A soldier's tale)

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Chapter 3:

I found out about the preparation this evening, it's was meant to be a surprise wedding, my dad's wants to  marry me off without my consent to the senator's son. I won't let him have his way. I sobbed gently.

He just sat there thinking. You have to go?

Wait ,what?I was shocked by his sudden change of mind. I never expected this from him.

Yes, your parents want the best for you, I may not be able to give you the life which you crave for.

 I'm never going to marry Tobi not for any reason. His too arrogant and full of himself. His not the kind of guy any sensible lady will want to be with. And what do you know about the kind of life I crave for?

Hmmm, interesting. Tell me the kind of guy any sensible lady will love to be with..? he asked winking at me.

Answer mine first?

"never mind".

"Never mind as well" i replied him He's too cute as I stared at him.

We slept off cuddling ourselves.

I was woken up by a soft kiss planted on my fore head, as his sweet scent of perfume filled the whole room.

"You are set for work, so early, it's still 5'oclock in the morning.

Yeah, duty calls. He replied checking out his outfit in a nearby mirror.

I'll see you when I get back, take good care of yourself ok. 

Bye love,I stood up to see him off as he pecked me.

I watched him zoom off on his power bike.

I couldn't sleep again as his thought erupted my mind. I held his clothes closer to my heart  and sniffing it at different intervals.

During the day, there was nothing much to do,I took a walk around the Barack getting to know my neighbors since I would be living there. I saw the women doing some house chores, I longed to do it but unfortunately I was never taught how to do domestic chores. I ate only the bread I saw in his mini fridge till he came back around 7pm at night.

I hugged him, "welcome back", I miss you baby.. I spouted my lips like a baby.

"How was your day?"

"Boring"

"Mine wasn't fun as well, work work work". I noticed he was tired.

"I'm hungry what did you cook".

I adjusted scratching my hair, I was deeply embarrassed.

"It's fine I'll prepare something for us to eat". He proceeded towards the kitchen but I was swift to held him back.

"No no no, I can cook just that I overslept so I didn't wake on time prepare your meal, just sit here let me prepare your food. I quietly walked into the kitchen.

I know of a truth cooking was never imbibed in me.. unaware to me, Maurice was looking at me through the kitchen door.

"Are you sure you don't need some help", I was startled by the sound of  his voice.

I concurred.

Dinner was ready in less than an hour as the aroma of jellof rice filled the whole room.

After the delicious meal. I offered to do the dishes, I was gradually fitting in, after all I have a whole lot learn.

He alerted my attention on getting there,the news about my disappearance was all over the city. A reward of 5million naira was to be  given to who soever was to find my whereabout.

I saw the worried look on Maurice.

"What do we do? Your dad is keen on finding you, do you have any trust worthy friend around". I wasn't the type that keeps friend.

"Yeah, Ella, but by now I guess my dad would have contacted her". 

Weeks turned into months, I has learn so fast, I learnt through observation from my neighbors and cooking from my great chef, Maurice.

Maurice has warned me never to go out to get things, I would only call or text him,while he get the things himself.

On this particular day, I urgently needed to prepare dinner before his arrival.  At the market I noticed two men following me, I turned severally to see if they were going on their business but it seems I was their business. They stopped aas soon as I made a stop. I smirked at them, I purposely increased my steps and they did as well. 

Who knows how long, they've been following me?

I need to divert their attentions. SoI took a bushy part and when I got to a lonely area. I stood still.

"Who are you and why have you been stalking me.

We need to get you to your father right now, they made a move to touch me, I quickly threw a punch on the first one, then kick the other on this private region. The first one charged towards me almost immediately throwing a punch immediately at me, I dogded him and gave him a submission grappling, causing to bleed on his lips.

The both were down wincing in pains, I quickly took my things before been caught again.

I wasn't only the daughter of a drug dealer but I was as well skilled In marital art, dad taught this as  self defense art and I made use of it at that moment. 

I didn't inform Maurice about what happened.

Few weeks later, Maurice went out to work as usual and was reported absent. After waiting a day without his appearance, a search party was sent to look for him. Deep down I knew I was been track down and was caught, since they couldn't come for me in the barrack, they went for Maurice. I knew my Maurice has been abducted by my dad.

I began preparing my self for the next line of action.

When I got a call from a private number. I crossed the number to see if it has a gun sign to avoid explosion. That was a skill taught to me in the group. There was none. So I picked the call.

"If you want to see your dear lover, you better be here in the nearest 30 minutes or I will send his corpse to you".

You dare not hurt him, else…. The line went dead, I put on a dark trouser and a black hoodie and left. Tracing the direction of the address given to me was hard. It was indeed an uncompleted building in a thick forest. I arrived there by 8pm at that night.

All for me to see my…….

TBC

I am Magdalene Akuma I believe in positivity 💖💖

Magdalene's library

Phyna come back home

BBNaija: She doesn’t pick up our calls anymore -  Phyna’s father cries out, says she disappeared after winning N100m. 

The father of BBNaija season 7 winner, Josephina 'Phyna' Otabor, has claimed the reality star has abandoned her family after she found fame and became rich.

Recall that Phyna won the BBNaija ‘Level Up’ edition grand prize of N100 million in 2022.  At the time, her parents thought their suffering had come to an end, but unknown to them, their challenges were going to remain unchanged. 

Speaking with Vanguard in a new interview, Phyna’s father, Mr Felix Otabor said the day Phyna was announced the winner of BBNaija season 7, in 2022 was the last time they set their eyes on her. 

He said she disappeared and abandoned her family as soon as the prize money was handed over to her. 

He also said Phyna had asked him to stop being a hearse driver but failed to help him when he stopped, leaving him currently jobless. 

Hear him, “I haven’t seen Phyna, my daughter since she won BBNaija ‘Level Up’ edition last year. She hasn’t returned home since then. I don’t know why? I am a professional hearse driver, and when she won the reality TV show, she asked me to do away with all my old cars, promising to change my life. But since then, I haven’t seen her. And I don’t have a car again. Once in a while, the Vice-Chairman of our association will allow me to drive his own car.

“I sold all my four cars because at the time , my daughter won the show. I thought that God had finally answered our prayers. I called her on the telephone, and she said God has blessed us. She asked me to do away with all my old cars, or she would give them out to Aboki, any day she returned. So, instead of allowing her to dash out my cars to scavengers, I decided to sell them as scraps and used the proceeds to renovate my house. And that was the beginning of my suffering. I stopped doing my business because I had no car again. And my neighbours thought I was either stingy or pretending as if my daughter just won a N100 million grand prize. I was the Vice-Chairman of our association, but when I couldn’t show at our station sometimes they replaced me with another person

From that moment things started getting tough for me

word from baba kuti

Nigeria @ 63: Time For Sober Reflection And Prayers, Not Celebration

FELA KUTI

"Sorrow Tears & Blood" 1977 Classic 

Eh-ya!

Everybody run run run

Eh-ya!

Everybody scatter scatter

Eh-ya!

Some people lost some bread

Eh-ya!

Someone nearly die

Eh-ya!

Someone just die

Eh-ya!

Police they come, army they come

Eh-ya!

Confusion everywhere

Eh-ya!

Seven minutes later

All don cool down, brother

Police don go away

Army don disappear

Them leave sorrow, tears and blood

Them regular trademark!

Them leave sorrow, tears and blood

Them regular trademark

Themregular trademark

Them regular trademark

That is why

Eh-ya!

Everybody run run run

Eh-ya!

Everybody scatter scatter

Eh-ya!

Some people lost some bread

Eh-ya!

Someone nearly die

Eh-ya!

Someone just die

Eh-ya!

Police they come

Army they come

Confusion everywhere

Eh-ya!

My people self they fear too much

We fear for the thing we no see

We fear for the air around us

We fear to fight for freedom

We fear to fight for liberty

We fear to fight for justice

We fear to fight for happiness

We always get reason to fear

We no want die

We no want wound

We no want quench

We no want go

I get one child

Mama dey for house

Papa dey for house

I want build house

I don't build house

I no want quench

I want enjoy

I no want go

Ah!

So policeman go slap your face

You no go talk

Army man go whip your yansh

You go they look like donkey

Rhodesia they do them own

Our leaders they yab for nothing

South Africa they do them own

Them leave sorrow, tears and blood

Ah, na so

Time will they go

Time no wait for nobody

Like that: choo, choo, choo, choo, ah

But police go they come, army go they come

With confusion....

A WALKING & BREATHING YORUBA ENCYCLOPEDIA

An African proverb says that when an elder joins the ancestors, it is like a library burnt down. This man right here, Baba Ifáyẹmi Ọ̀ṣúndàgbonù Elebuibon is the perfect epitomization of that saying for the Yoruba people.

He is a living library of Yorba knowledge, both general and esoteric. Born 1947 in the ancient Yoruba city of Osogbo, Ifayemi Elebuibon is a prolific Yoruba writer, poet, author, linguist, and a world-famous Ifa priest. His plays and films have received worldwide acclamation for his pursuit of the preservation of Yoruba culture and heritage including featuring in recent Yoruba productions like Jagun Jagun and Anikulapo, and he is not resting on his oars.

He also serves as a traveling lecturer in several institutions including at the department of African language and literature at the Obafemi Awolowo University and Black Studies at the San Francisco State University and at the Wajumbe Cultural Institution in California. Through his efforts, the Osun Osogbo Grove was named a UNESCO World heritage site and in 2005, UNESCO declared in its 3rd proclamation of World Masterpieces that the Ifa System of the Yoruba people was one of the Oral and Intangible Heritage of Humanity to be preserved and protected.

Through his Books, Journal publications, Recorded Audiovisual references and other efforts, Yoruba history, culture, literature (oral and written), philosophy, theatre and medicine has received global recognition and a great boost towards preservation for the future generation of Yoruba yet unborn. 

Kí baba pẹ́ fún wa l'aṣẹ Èdùmàrè

IT'S HARD TO FAKE MARRIAGE

It’s Hard to Fake Marriage… for Long!

When a woman has a good husband, it’s written all over her face. A letter from the heart can be read on the face. There are men who never hang out with their wives. I can do without a morning cup of coffee, but not without cuddling my wife. To woo a woman to be your wife is an art, to create a fulfilling marriage with her require maturity.

There’s an old wise African saying, “He who loves, love you with your dirt.” Mature men don’t hunt for younger girls after their wife’s breasts sag for breastfeeding their children. Your love for her should be like the misty rain, coming softly but flooding the river.

In ancient Egypt they warned girls, “If you marry a monkey for its wealth, the money goes and the monkey remains.”

Many are the roads that do not lead to the heart. When a marriage is working, the man longs to go home from work. The woman is excited to see him back. The kids are sad when daddy leaves. He who loves a thing often talks of it. How often does he brag about you? If she calls you brother or by your name, you’re probably no more than her business partner. How have you saved him in your phone?

If you notice a woman who never talks when the husband is around, the man is a bully no matter his public relations prowess. Free souls freely express.

As often said, peace is not the absence of war. Absence of verbal and physical conflicts in marriage is not synonymous to marriage stability. Most relational conflicts are emotional – deep rooted wounds that eventually explode. But you don’t need to act in your marriage. You don’t need to fake it till you make it. You can live a life of peace, joy, respect and love, EVERY DAY. All good will be attacked. The surest defense in your marriage is investing in your marriage. Marriage does not work; marriage is caused to work.

Marriage does not work by chance; marriage works by change... Changing from assumptions and retrogressive attitude and behavior, and embracing love, honor and growth.

Girls in three

Years ago, there was a group of three girls who went to high school together. 

They were all best friends and one night, during the holidays, they decided to have a sleepover party.

 

They spent all day planning their sleepover and, because they were all horror fans, they decided to rent a scary movie. It was late at night when the three girls piled into a car and drove down to their local video rental store, but it was closed. 

The girls spent the next half hour driving around town, looking for a video store that was still open.

Eventually, they found a little shop that was located in a side street and went inside. The girls could not agree on a film to rent, so one of them went over to the woman behind the counter and asked her if she had any suggestions. The woman told her that she had just the thing for them and disappeared into a back room.

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While they were waiting, one of the girls noticed a video tape lying on the counter. It didn’t have a box cover or a label and it seemed to be very dirty and stained. 

She was curious to see what it was and reached out to pick it up.

Just then, the woman came rushing out from the back room and slammed her hand down on the tape, pulling it away.

With a STRANGE smile on her face, she said, “That’s not something you girls should be watching.”

 

When they asked her what it was, the woman told them not to touch it and all would say was that it was a home movie. 

Then, she handed them an old horror film and told them it would be much a better movie for them to watch.

Eventually, the girls agreed to rent the tape that the woman suggested. While she was in the back room, searching for the film, one of the girls took the opportunity two swipe the mysterious video tape and stuffed it into her purse.

Later that night, when the girls returned home, the girl who stole the video tape took it out of her purse and convinced the other two that they should watch it.

They put the tape in the video recorder and pressed Play. All of a sudden, the power went out and the room was plunged into darkness. However, the television was still on.

With a crackle of static, the video started playing and, on the screen, they saw a woman tied to a wooden stake. 

She was surrounded by angry men and women who were carrying burning torches. They were shouting and spitting on her and then they set fire to the wood beneath the woman’s feet.

The woman began laughing maniacally and the people yelled out things like “Burn the witch!” and “This is your punishment for practicing black magic!” As the flames rose higher and higher, licking at the woman’s face, she screamed out a curse, saying that all who witness her death will suffer the same fate in two days time.

There was a screech of static and the VCR began making skipping sounds before it suddenly cut off. The terrified girls sat in the dark for a long time until the power came back on. They tried to convince each other that it must have been some type of prank.

 After a while, they agreed that they should return the tape immediately.

When they arrived at the location of the video store, it was gone. All they found was an abandoned building and an empty lot.

Two days later, all three of the girls were dead. The first girl was found floating in a swimming pool. Her body was burned beyond recognition. The charred remains of the second girl were discovered in the middle of a park and the third girl’s body was found in a furnace.

When the police were investigating the mysterious deaths, they thought it was a very strange coincidence that all three girls had burned to death on the same day. In each case, the police thought it had been spontaneous combustion, but the weirdest thing about it was that nothing around them had even been singed by the flames.

They found a trash can outside the house of one of the girls. It had been set on fire and was burned out.

 Everything inside it was destroyed, except for a video tape, which had been inexplicably left untouched by the flames.

MY HUSBAND IS MARRIED TO HIS PHONE

I got married to my husband 2 months ago, but I have to compete for his love and attention with his phone😢

My husband is too addicted to his phone that he barely has time for me (it's almost like he's been married to her and not me). It's always his phone, my phone this, my phone that. 

The only time he'll call me honey is when I hide his phone to get his attention. Then, he'll do everything to make sure he gets his phone back, even if it's half of his riches I bet my hubby would give it out without thought if that's what it tak3s to get his w.i.f.e sorry phone back.

As we talk now, am tired. I can't continue with this marriage anymore.

This my co wife has taken so much of my husband's Love that he only comes to me when he's tired, by the time I switch off the lights to join him in b3d he's already snoring, am married to you sir for crying out loud😠

If only my husband could give me half of the love he gives his phone, if only he'd look at me the way he does to "her" if only he would treasurer me and handle me the same way he handles this madam with care, if only he'd be willing to do anything for me same way he does for the phone he calls his "darling", if only he'd give me half just half the attention he gives his phone😔

But NO! 

He only has space enough for "her" in his heart and only married me so I can cook his food, clean his house and do his laundry😭

So I have decided to Leave, Yes! And never come back again.

BUT how will I tell my people that I left my home,  because of A PHONE 😓

Will they even believe me?

Please advise me my people, what should I do?