THE VISITOR 😞

Song for the post: Lazy song by Bruno Mars

Hmmmm last week, Mr. Cramps decided to visit and trust me it was not roses and chocolate 😭. I could not eat, my legs went on a break, my stomach and head were fighting on who could hold my attention longer and as usual I felt irritated by everything (and every guy 🤣) which resulted in loss of appetite. Here I am today though, writing a long due eulogy for Mr. Cramps do enjoy and give me feed backs 😘.

He comes visiting: wanted or unwanted,
He never minds the moment,
He comes with his own movement,
He is a visitor that takes over the house.

He gives no care for pity,
His thoughts are not of mercy but justice,
He has always been a resident unknown
That dwells in every feminine abode.

He troubles the home,
He takes control of the household,
He never minds the environment,
He just shows off his divine ordainment.

He is the commandant,
The owner of the house is but a sergeant.
Every word of his is a commandment
Until he leaves to come again after adjournment.

HE IS THE HARSH MONTHLY VISITOR

To all girls out there who don’t have cramps, I don’t pray you do. For those of us who experience not only cramps but either post or pre and maybe both, God go help us oooooooo.

Edited by AKINỌLÁ, Tolúlọpẹ́ Joseph TDB

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🖤 LOVE CHILD

Written by Umenze Ndidiamaka

The write up is not to insult any culture whatsoever but so that we could open our eyes to some realities.

Adimchi has always known his name. He knows he’s Adimchi Azunna on official records. He loved it when his grandmother screamed ‘Adim m’ affectionately every now and then when he was younger. Apart from that, he was also called ‘nna’ by neighbors as this is a general term used in addressing a male in Igbo culture. Adim didn’t know he had another name until form 3 when he got into a fight at the river with Ekene, Mazi Amadi’s youngest son . He gave Ekene the beating of his life as the others hailed. In retaliation, the boy called him ‘Ihunanya Nwata’ as he fled the scene. He knew what it meant, he had been called a ‘love child’. No one had ever called him that since he was little and he could understand the Igbo language. A love child was likened to an ‘Osu’ an outcast in his community. His grandmother and father had never told him he was born out of wedlock. His father simply told him that his mother was late. He got home amidst tears and told his grandmother what had happened to him. That his mother was late was not a lie but his parents were not wedded when they had him. He wanted to know what happen to ‘love children’. “No one in this community would give their ward as a spouse to a love child because they believe that such a marriage would be plagued with childlessness or the birth of ‘Ogbanjes’ if the gods wanted to play jokes on them. The only remedy is to marry outside of our community.” His grandmother later marched to Mazi Amadi’s house and warned his son whose mouth was running like the stomach of one cursed by the gods.
Adim smiled to himself as he heard his children argue that yams grow on trees. His little girl, Kamsi kept screaming at her older brother that yams grow on trees. He could tell that she was close to tears as her voice was shaky already. He couldn’t blame her as would have believed the same if he grew up in the city. But he grew up in the village with his grandmother and father. He lived in the village before he got a scholarship to study engineering at the University College, London because of his brilliance. He is a village man at heart and his wife, Felicia often teased him of being a bush man. His wife is Igbo and is, in fact, from his hometown but she grew up in Lagos with her parents who were civil servants before they relocated to the UK. They had met in their third year at the sports arena. They took to each other quickly because Felicia spoke Igbo too albeit little. Felicia majored in Chemistry so they got to see in some of their elective classes. Their friendship blossomed in their final year and they began to court. It was when he met her parents that he realized that Felicia was not just Igbo but she was from the same community as him, a community where he not permitted to marry any of their daughters if he didn’t want a childless marriage. Felicia would not hear of the ‘love child’ and childlessness 1myth and Adim knew he didn’t want to let go of her as well. After their court wedding, they moved to Nigeria as Adim wanted to start an engineering workshop with a friend. Four years after they moved, they had to adopt their first child as their inability to have children was traced to Adim. He was infected with mumps as a kid but the village doctor gave him concoctions to drink and asked grandma to mark him with ‘nzu’ till he recovered. “Mumps can cause sterility in some men later in their lives”, the doctor had said to him and his wife.I hope we’ve been able to learn one or two things? Pay attention to your health and stop harmful practices, 😜what I’m trying to say is that stay indoors abeg 🙏🏽ABOUT THE WRITER:Ndidiamaka is a Jesus adict, fashion designer, investment enthusiast, motherland mogul, avid reader, and Ìyá l’ẹgba’s great grand-daughter 😁Edited by AKINỌLÁ, Tolúlọpẹ́ Joseph TDB I’ve not been here in a while, last week Tuesday was missed for reasons but I apologize for it.Thanks for not getting angry 😘😁Thanks for dropping by, please kindly leave a comment I will love to hear from you😘. I try to reply comments by the way🤗😜