Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Sucide Note

Her dead body was found on the kitchen floor, soaked in a pool of her blood. On the kitchen slab, a note was also found. It read,
"I took you in with open arms
and stuck you in the centre of my heart.
We believed what we had was good
and truly it was".

Ten days earlier.

You: i have two days left.

Her: i know babe, please hold on for me.

You: can i do that? My energy is far spent.

Her: be strong my love, be strong.

You: *too tired to speak so you nod and look away*.

Next day (in the phsychologist's office).

You: i'm very weak Doc, i can hardly breath.

Doc: i understand my dear but i know you can hang on a little longer.

You: i wish i could Doc, but i feel dead already. I'm tired of pretending!

Doc: the lawyer will soon be here with the papers. Are you sure you want to do this to her?

You: Daniel is waiting in the car for me. He has endured and hung on for too long already. I'm sorry i'm doing this to her.

Her: *walks in looking pale and sad* so you're still going to leave me? What did i do wrong.

You: you did nothing wrong. I've been bisexual since we've been married. I realised i was really gay when i met Daniel. I'm tired of decieving everyone. I miss his fine body eveytime we're not together. I love Daniel a lot.

Her: so you've been cheating on me and lying that you loved me?

(lawyer walks in with the documents in a white file folder).

You: *read through the documents and sign*

Her: *reads through and signs*

You: thank you very much doc, *waves to the lawyer, pats her (his ex-wife) on the shoulder and walks out to meet Daniel in the car*

(she looks out the window and tears roll down her cheeks when she sees you both talk, laugh, stroke yourselves and start kissing).

The Familiar Stranger.


I am your one true friend.
The only friend who waits
patiently and faithfully.
Watching all your pain and gain.

I am your one true friend.
The only one who keeps coming
over and over, not minding
how much your family hates me.

I am your one true friend.
The only one who takes you in the end.
The only one you rest
with in peace.
The only one everyone cries for.

Why have you despised me?
Everyone sees me as the enemy.
Everyone thinks of me as cold and dark,
Everyone hates me.

I am your one true friend.
Yet everyone forbids my name,
and dreads my arrival.

I am your one true friend.
True to my promise
which i keep no matter what.

I am your one true friend.
The compulsory end that greets every being.
The only reason you
have funerals and cemetaries.

I am not your enemy.
I am one of the few names
no amnesia can erase.

My name is death but
i wont come to you
till the right time comes.
(whispers)fear not...

Stretched Mark.

Say it again.
Don't just say it.
Say it and mean it.
Like it was in the begining.

The days of our love's youth,
when we had so much to talk about,
so much to laugh about.
So much to enjoy each other's company for.

I fear what we are now.
I hate what we've become.
And the worst is, you have no idea.

You cringe when i hold you.
Back out when i kiss you.
Avoid my eyes when we i seek you.

Do i bore you?
What's wrong?
Tell me.
I want my wife back.

Bring her back.
..............................................
I see now, i know too
I know i treated you bad before
I'm different now.
Don't pay me back.
I look back now and i see it.

I see how insensitive i was.
I see how selfish i was.
I didn't see the woman in this human.

A woman with needs.
A human with emotions.
A partner in need of love and care.
A woman who gave me all she gave no one else.

I know all that now.
I understand your anger.
Don't play me back.
Lets settle this.

Fulfilment.

As i sprinkle these grains of sand,
on your closed casket from where i stand,
i spit on your grave.

I curse you deeply with words
that bear my pain.

For those mornings, evenings and nights.
They passed on painfully while time moved on
selfishly, paying no heed to my pain.

Time ignored me.
Time healed me.
Time was what i held on to.

On those damp nights.
Do you remember?
I was only eight years old.
Have you forgotten?
Already? Ha.

Remember when you tore me wider.
Poking in and out of me,
between my soft innocent thighs.

I wailed.
You moaned.
I screamed.
You smiled.
My bitter pain.
Your sweet relief.

My body knew you as
mine for eight years.
I became your sperm deposit bank.
I was your available body.
Overpowerable and submissive.
I endured and enjoyed your passion.

My young body knew you.
All of you and none other.
You took me against my will.
Was i to love you?
No way.

Revenge is sweet my darling.
I'm happy i got mine.

Dear enemy of my linage,
please rot in hell.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

The Funtastic and Fearless crew


At long unwanted last, my 9 days road trip has come to an end. My eyes are as wild as an ocean but i'm trying hard to stop my tears from flowing.

For a while before now, Joan, Arinze, Chika and Eromo have just been my friends. I'll be extremely wrong if after my experience with them these 9 days, still refer to them as friends. They are now my soulmates, my bestfriends and my siblings. I love them so much.

Like i already told you in my note titled "Roadtrip" my crew and i left Nsukka for Enugu town, then to Owerri town where we louged for three days in the company of my newest set of friends, Shawn, Ana, Dikachi (ex-hubby), Obinna (model hubby), Enyinna, Austin and Carl. These guys made Owerri an excellent experience. We hung out in many bars and beautiful resturants, went swiming in exquisit hotels and they also organised a wild house party to bid us goodbye on the night before we left them.

On monday afternoon my crew and i hit the road to Uyo. We hung around the city for some hours and then boarded a bus to calabar when we got bored with Uyo. Our calabar experience was heavenly.

We arrived Calabar late in the evening and to the glory of God our saviour was Nd Obi, a wonderful friend whom until that day, i knew only on facebook. Nd help us get accomodation at Sankara hotel calabar, paid our bills and hosted the five of us for two days. Our stay in calabar won't have been as much fun as it was without Nd and Dele (Choko m).

We got to hang out in the popular Tinapa resort in calabar where we went shoping, boat cruising, photo shooting and so much more!

From Tinapa we headed straight to Atimbo where we were treated to a delicacy of boil plantain, scent leaf sauce, bush meat and palmwine. That palmwine was the sweetest i have ever tasted in my entire life.

On wednesday afternoon we went to Marina resort with our new friend Williams Etim. We enjoyed a horse ride, cooled off in a bar called Cal-a-bar with cups of chapman, saw the slave museum and took a couple of pictures too. Wednesday night was wild too. We went clubbing at Bay's bar club with Kingsley, Floyd, Samy and Edet.

I fell deeply in love with calabar after my experience there. The city is beautiful, well planned, calm, sane, oh my! Calabar is paradise. The best part is that the people are very warm and accomodating as well. I won't mind settling there with my family.

The F^2 crew stormed Portharcourt next. The city utterly betrayed our expectations. Leaving Calabar for Portharcourt was a harsh way to be welcomed back to reality. The difference between the two cities is so wide. I blunty have to say that portharcourt is an ugly place. Our host this time was a 400level medicine student of Uniport. Yep i forgot to mention that we were also hosted by Doctors too in Calabar. Honestly, i have never met any doctor like Kingsley, Floyd, Samy, Edet and Will who have so much fun and still top their class. Those guys are just too funky!

Ebubechi, our Uniport host was extremely sweet. He prepared a larvish breakfast all by himself for us every morning and made sure we drank boiled clean water too. His course work gave him little space for himself, yet he sacrificed a great deal of his time for us.

Our hang out points in Portharcourt were majorly in Eateries like Sammies, Big bites and Genesis cinemas where we not only saw a movie, we ate Chinese dishes there too. Our last night in Portharcourt was restful and smooth although we got home a bit late.

Sunday morning was basicly quiet and moody. We all feel sad that the roadtrip has ended and we have to get back to our normal lives. I'm happy that i got to break out, explore, do crazy things and enjoy myself a lot during the last 9 days.

To all those who thought we were just lying and trying to pull an "oti" on them, i hope you now see that we weren't playing. So sad that you didn't get to join us. Pictures from the trip will be uploaded soon on facebook.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Roadtrip!

Life in the life of an adult being is complicated but when you're confused like me, no longer a teenager not yet an adult, it gets a lot more complicated. Nigeria is not like america where a child becomes independent of their parent at the age of 18 and totaly free by 21. Its different around here cos at 18 your parents want you to understand you are grown and should act mature, but will hardly allow you make a decision for yourself or even trust your decision when you make them. Many parents want their children to act older to their benefit. That is, in situations where they want the child to show maturity (only). Enough of this rant cos i don't think it really connects to the story i'm about to tell.

My friends and I are out of school touring states in Nigeria. The overstreched 2008/2009 session finally ended technically on the 8th day of March 2010. Technically cos that was the last day i wrote an exam. My last paper and practical exam was moved to next session. We have been scheduled to write them as soon as we begin the new session.

First year students resumed on the 10th of march while returning students will resume on the 19th of march 2010. With most students going home to enjoy the break, me and some of my friends who stayed back in school cos our homes are far decided to embark on a roadtrip. We took out part of our pocket money and hit the rugged Nigerian roads. I won't tell you what the tour plan is, but i'll tell where we are now.

Owerri. Owerri is one of the cleanest and most beautiful cities in Nigeria. It is the state capital of Imo state "The eastern heartland". Owerri is a small city full of Igbo speaking Nigerians and home to five higher institutions including one of the best Federal University of technology called FUTO.

As students, my friends and I believed that the only way we could enjoy our stay in the city and get to know a lot about it was to stay in the company of students like ourselves. Our host is a FUTO student who is a cousin to one of us. We've been here for almost two days and so far we've been having a great time.

We've had a great time mixing up with FUTO students, touring the beautiful city of Owerri, hanging out in bars, hotel, eateries and clubs and ofcourse eating and drinking a lot. My only fear however is that i might get too fat but considering that i'm an expert at loosing weight, i know i'll pass.

Our next stop is calabar and we'll be joining in the Geology conference there too. Living in Nigeria or anywhere else can be a lot of fun, but it all depends on how well you pimp it. I'm blessed to have friends who make me happy and give me a reason to want to stay alive.

Yeah yeah one more thing. I've just met an amazing new friend whose name is Durga Sengupta. She's been a wonderful person to me and we're a lot alike in many aspects. She crazy, fun and creative like me. We call ourselves twin sisters and we're happy together. I'll keep you posted on how the trip goes. Bye for now friends"

Friday, March 5, 2010

Filthy Curse.

Racism is a curse. And i say to you again, racism is a curse. Racism is a curse that also drags along with it a more irritating curse that is definitely destructive.

It beats my understanding why anyone would look at a fellow human being as less human for any reason. Why should you deprive anyone of something on the basis of skin colour? Its crazy!

Recently, the author of "the Abyssinian boy" Onyeka Nwelue was deprive of a Hong kong visa. Onyeka was invited to Hong Kong to participate in the Man Hong Kong literary festival. Mr Nwelue who was invited to seat on the panel with some other beautiful authors from around the world was denied a visa yesterday and no reason or explanation was given to him. Suspision however, is that he was deprived a visa on basis of skin colour discrimination.

The very pleasant part of the entire issue is that some Hong Kong people along with the organisers of the event Mr Nwelue has been invited to attend have publicly condemed the actions of the embassy. The embassy's refusal to issue Mr Nwelue a visa is indeed a slap in the face of the organisers of the Literary festival.

An intelligent young man is invited to share ideas with you and inspire youths like him to better their lives yet you ask him to say away? Thats actually very dumb my friend and it makes no good sense.

Dear people of this beautiful Planet Earth, let us flee away from the "entices" of the dumbest evil called Racism, and our prosperity will know no bound.
Don't say i didn't tell you o.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

DON'T HATE ME COS I'M GAY.

Love is a command from God to every human being. When God commanded us to love our neigbour as ourself, he made no distinction as to whether we choose who we should love by race, class, status, sexuality, age or any other form of classification.

Christ made it clear to us on many occasions that he came to save sinners and give new life and renewed hope to us all as long as we follow his light and do his father's will. During the lifetime of Jesus, he laid many good examples that teach us that through our struggles everyday, God's grace sustains us and replenishes us too.

Recently, a lot of crazy ideas have found their way in, and a comfortable home to stay in the world. People now justify their actions in everyway possible and make you believe even the wrongest of wrongs is totally right. Many people raise questions about morality thereby making certain concepts and resolutions about life a white sheet with a small white dot that smears round the sheet slowly.

Many revolutions have occurred and people have come up with even the most stupid arguments to backup their decisions and ideas. Its hard to distingush between good and evil sometimes and when we apply nothing but human wisdom to achieve this, it takes only time before we loose grip totally.

One new trend that has baffled me for long however, is the issue of Gay people and their rights.

I will never condem anyone for being gay but the truth is that it is wrong in every way. Firstly, my background as a Christian has made me see it as a sin and i support the bible very much for its stand on this matter.

Secondly, the act of same sex relationship totally alters the natural course of reproduction and procreation. No offspring can ever come forth naturally from such a union.

Thirdly, a lot of people argue that some people are born gay. It hasn't been proven yet anyway, but i stand to say today that whether it turns out to be true or not, it still doesn't make it normal. A child born with autisim, organ disorder, brain disorder and even a hemaphrodite never grows up to claim that it is normal to be born that way. Rather, the childs parents seek professional help for such a child on his/her behalf. You might be born gay but remaining gay is a choice we make by ourselves and it doesn't make being gay good or normal.

On the issue of whether killing gay people will stop people from being gay (laughs) that will never work. Killing them will only be a wicked act of selfishness and self centredness, as well as injustice to humanity.

Gay or not, we are all human beings who deserve to be loved and cared for. Killing me cos i'm gay will only make the rest like me hate you and fight to live against all odds. I honestly think all they need is love and help.

The funny thing is, if we don't do something wise soon, we'll have people going 'monosexual' and resorting to masturbation and self love and attraction claiming they feel they are attracted to neither men or women but theirselves.

For me, i've taken God's word (the bible) as my own yardstick for measurement and standard. I judge my actions by its teaching.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

He Touched Me.

This is a true life story. It happened to me.

I fell in love with someone smooth and special many years ago. Our love and relationship has been quiet yet it blossoms and grows beautiful as days go by. He makes me feel loved and beautiful even when i find it hard to believe i deserve such.

Jay always treats me like a little princess. He listens to me when i speak, holds me close and comforts me when i am sad, forgives me when i hurt him or break his heart and keeps loving me ceaselessly.

At many points in my life, i have gotten invovle with new friends or relationships and I ignore him and treat him bad. No matter how bad i get or how much i push him away, he still stays close by waiting for me to return to my senses and run back into his arms. There are times i call him nasty names and tell him he loves foolishly, yet Jay is the only real and enduring friend i can ever have. He just wont let go!

For many years i've battle with migraine and breathing problems, i even had some issues with my heart at some point. Jay was the only one who stood bravely by me and helped me through my crises. On those days i was too weak to walk, he carried me in his arms. Whenever i'm lost, he calms me down and helps me locate my path.

I've been selfish, wicked and totally ungood to him. I take him for granted and betray him over and over again. I've pushed him out of my life yet he still calls to know how i am and sends me presents too. I've been in real love with him since i was twelve years old and although my unstable emotions have kept me in a fluctuating mode from then till now, Jay has never stopped loving me.

Ok, last year i was sick on his birthday. Jay called to know how i was and even helped me get better by evening. I didn't wish him happy birthday cos i forgot, and i know he didn't like it. I appologised after many days but he had already forgiven me before i did. This year, i've been reckless with money and everytime i'm broke, Jay sends me money before i even ask. Jay is always there!

I've decided to go back to him for good and stand by him no matter what. He has proved himself worthy over and over again so what else do i want? I know i might loose some friends in the process and face big problems from Lucif, but i don't give a hoot. Devouting myself to Jay is one right thing i have to do and i don't regret this decision. I'm going back to the only man i know that loves me and i'll live for Him, and die in Him. Finding Jesus Christ (Jay, JC.) is the most beautiful experience. I pray you all experience him and stay with him someday and forever.

Ahuru m Jesu n'anya ofuma!

Friday, February 19, 2010

My exam was cool. I'm glad my last minute revision paid off again.

I'm hanging out with my friend Naomi and we've been talking a lot. I don't think i'll be completely wrong to say that those of us who appear happy all the time and do a lot of funny things are the ones who get depressed the most. We know how to make other people laugh and be happy around us but find it hard to do the same to ourselves.

I'll start counselling sessions with a shrink this weekend so i can get over this sickness. I just hope this therapy works this time! I feel happy now sha. Thank you Naomi. Ti amo.