Peter is a rather ubiquitous young lad who's spontaneous and quite fun
to be with and a friend of Hamz's.
One chilly saturday morning, after a
heavy downpour with droplets of rain still drizzling, Mom went out with
QT and Karl to inspect a plot of land which she plans to cultivate into a
farmland leaving just myself and Hamz alone at home when Peter, in
company of a group of other young guys who are also friends of Hamz came
visiting.
Even though I'm noted amongst my siblings not to get chatty
with my siblings' friends, the guys somehow roped me into their
conversations and I found my stone cold facial appearance that morning
gradually thawing into a cheerful face as I flowed with their
conversations and after about thirty minutes of non-stop banter, we all
decided to play a game of truth and dare with Peter drafting the game's
rules with penalties attached to each rule which were meant to be
awkward, uncomfortable and outright embarrassing... Apparently, this
looks like it's going to be fun.
3 Brothers, 1 Mixed half-brother and the drama of their lives...who says men don't have drama
Friday, 28 October 2016
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
The enemy within
"You know...I spoke with my friend mama tahir this evening and she was
pouring her heart out to me...about how her siblings and extended family
despise her so much despite doing a lot for them, helping them with
school fees for their kids, sending food supplies, living expenses, etc,
she just can't believe this is happening to her"
Mom said in a conversation with Aunt Hubaida one early tuesday evening about her friend Raliat also known as Mama tahir who is a wealthy cloth merchant in Lagos, to which Aunt Hubaida scoffed almost with indignation and responded,
"Well, one couldn't say exactly what transpired between them as we both weren't present nor hear from the other parties, am sure her siblings must have their reasons"
Mom's eyes squinted, apparently puzzled and asked what Hubaida meant, she responded,
"It's as I said it because from my own experience, I can tell that sometimes, it's the richer sibling that could be guilty, more often than not"
Mom's facial expression immediately changed from bewilderment to seething fire, she swiftly responded,
Mom said in a conversation with Aunt Hubaida one early tuesday evening about her friend Raliat also known as Mama tahir who is a wealthy cloth merchant in Lagos, to which Aunt Hubaida scoffed almost with indignation and responded,
"Well, one couldn't say exactly what transpired between them as we both weren't present nor hear from the other parties, am sure her siblings must have their reasons"
Mom's eyes squinted, apparently puzzled and asked what Hubaida meant, she responded,
"It's as I said it because from my own experience, I can tell that sometimes, it's the richer sibling that could be guilty, more often than not"
Mom's facial expression immediately changed from bewilderment to seething fire, she swiftly responded,
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