Mom kept screaming, hitting the car seats and vibrating with anger in
the back seat of the car on our trip back home, she was livid and
embarrassed after what transpired at the new Matriarch's son's wedding
as read in WAR OF ATTRITION and it was only natural for her to react
that way, Karl who was behind the wheels kept urging her to be calm
while I, quietly seated beside her at the back seat, calmly looked on
at her, allowing her vent her anger out, she was so emotional and her
eyes tearful but obvious she was trying her best to pull herself
together.
3 Brothers, 1 Mixed half-brother and the drama of their lives...who says men don't have drama
Tuesday, 26 April 2016
Friday, 15 April 2016
War of attrition
War must be!...Whether between countries , states, individuals or even
families, this is part of life and while we defend our lives against a
destroyer who would devour all which is instinctively essential but I do
not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its
swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they
defend.
What better way to introduce this post than a poetic way which aptly sums up our perennial extended family drama. More often than not, everyone knows the beginning of a war but not all knows the ending, am not exactly a fan of drama especially when it involves family but dramas are a part of life aren't they? And when it is within a family...it is called war...a war of attrition.
What better way to introduce this post than a poetic way which aptly sums up our perennial extended family drama. More often than not, everyone knows the beginning of a war but not all knows the ending, am not exactly a fan of drama especially when it involves family but dramas are a part of life aren't they? And when it is within a family...it is called war...a war of attrition.
Monday, 11 April 2016
Get the world's thinnest laptop (Infomercial)
HP has launched the new spectre notebook which is dubbed the world's thinnest laptop..this is fabulous it is a 10.4mm thick device yet features a 13.3 inch screen with i5 or i7 intel!
Wednesday, 6 April 2016
Intellectual nuisance
The heat wave experienced in the country these past few months have been
really traumatizing, the nights are very warm and houses very
hot...literally, leaving one waking up soaked in sweat...that is if you
could get any sleep at all, while the day is characterized by scorching
heat which feels as though hades' breath is being unleashed on humanity
and with the fuel scarcity in the country plus epileptic power supply
and poor water supply, it had spurred depression amongst the populace
to astronomical heights, people are now easily irritated and sensitive,
weary and easily tired. I really feel for Karl as he's now forced to
live in tank tops and singlets, gulping chilled water every two minutes,
don't even get me started on women who might be going through menopause
that I've seen around, what with the hot flashes they have to cope with
in these times, whew!
So on a typical saturday morning, the heat gradually simmering our blood as there was no power and we couldn't get fuel to turn on the generator or charge the inverter, Hamz, QT and Karl had to peel the rug off the floor and lay shirtless on bare tiled floor to keep cool, so I thought I should help make us brothers feel better by feeding us all some intellectual meal....(Exactly what we needed isn't it?, lol).
So on a typical saturday morning, the heat gradually simmering our blood as there was no power and we couldn't get fuel to turn on the generator or charge the inverter, Hamz, QT and Karl had to peel the rug off the floor and lay shirtless on bare tiled floor to keep cool, so I thought I should help make us brothers feel better by feeding us all some intellectual meal....(Exactly what we needed isn't it?, lol).
Friday, 1 April 2016
Dawgs have no soul 2
I kept running in circles, confused and distraught, totally at a loss at
what next to do while Garba jumped up and down, urging me to quickly
call Mom, I thought I should do that but I didn't want to alarm our poor
Mom at work, she's had a lot on her plate lately and I didn't want to
compound her worries by breaking this news to her, assuring myself I
could handle this at least to a reasonably mitigated extent before
alerting Mom about it but I couldn't hear myself think as Garba
practically kept shouting in my ear for me to call Mom as neighbors who
had saw the whole fracas gone down began to gather to ask questions and
knowing how neighbors can be with their talent at spreading gossip at an
alacritious speed, I needed to save my brother's face by feeding them a
false story, a rape story would not help Hamz and by extension us too
so I simply jerked myself to reality as though I was initially lost in
thought and told those who gathered with their faces etched with lines
of fake worry that he had a fight with someone and Mom had asked the men
to come and take him away to be dealt with, they sighed with relief,
saying Mom was being harsh as they departed to their houses one by one.
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