Chrysalis

The soul according to Buddhist adherents is usually described  as a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis...as it is said,butterflies are God's proof that there are second chances in life.

"A soul never really dies,only a body does...when it is too weak and old to continue it's journey on earth or suffers a terrible fate so intense and overwhelming that the body can't survive it,it leaves the body and goes to the afterlife,gets answers to questions about life and  life's issues and as a form of purifying the soul to achieve salvation,sent back in another form in a totally new body back to earth"

The haggardly dressed marabout with grey stubble and bald in the middle of his head with a dusty-white wrapper draped around one shoulder declared as he fiddled with his pagan objects on the ground,consisting of cowries,gold sand,some ancient coins etcetera,he looked up at dad's mom,the Adagiri matriarch and then suddenly,almost shouting,he asked her

"You've lost some sons in your lifetime,haven't you?"

Jamais vu 2

Jamais vu- /jamais vu/- A state of being unfamiliar with something you should be familiar with, the opposite is Deja vu.


Most men's knowledge of female sexual needs begins and ends within a general radius of a few centimetre on her anatomy. For the average brothers, "good sex" means a totally genitally-oriented experience and if "he" is enjoying it, well,then so is she, right?

Wrong! While many men come,their partners go- so to speak, listen on and discover what drives women to despair when it comes to sex,romance and bedroom etiquette.

Jamais vu 1

Jamais vu- /jamais vu/- A state of being unfamiliar with something you should be familiar with, the opposite is Deja vu.

Women are amazing beings created by God,delicate,beautiful and with a reservoir of inbuilt strenght  and as men,we find them to be sometimes complicated,amazing and downright shocking that you begin to ask yourself if when it comes to women,you sometimes find yourself in a state of jamais vu.

It is no longer news that the world is gradually recovering from recession and that I've been job hunting for a while now, so when my lovely brother QT announced to me that there was going to be an audition for an on air personality at Fleur FM in abuja,though,quite hesitant to go because I had thought about the idea of presenting on radio and the idea scared me a little,I agreed to go in order to challenge myself and prove to myself that I could tackle anything and take on the world.

"So is the audition going to be on air?"

Beards

It is not often that me and my brothers go to the barbershop together to have our haircut obviously because our hair growth differs and also when one is ready to have a shave or haircut,the other might not be ready,so when the occasion comes up where we all go to the barbershop,we always find it fun until this day.

Strolling into the barbing salon with my brothers who were engaged in a banter,we all greeted the man in charge as I quickly sat directly under the split airconditioner to cool down from the blistering heat I had to endure trekking down to the salon

"So how do you want it?" The barber asked Karl who was sitting on the executive,whirl-around chair,he dug his fingers into his wavy mop of lush black hair and turned to face us

"Should I chop it all off?" He asked with a dry grin

Hallow be thy name

Our father who hath in heaven
Hallow be thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth
As it is in heaven...

The massive church bell chimed intermittently sending its sounds echoing through the city as a hymnal song of ave maria can be heard in the background

Ave maria,ave maria

Jason knelt in front of the blonde statue of the virgin mary,praying fervently and occasionally opening his eyes to see if no one was too close for comfort. When the time came for him to receive communion,he didn't move an inch because the activity requires the priest to dip his hand in a cup and put some  broken bread in everyone's mouth,he had always received communion but today,he chose not to, but why was he paranoid?

KUWDA MAILS

Hello amazeballs,I know I’ve been MIA for weeks now,am really really sorry, it’s due to circumstances beyond my control. It is heartwarming to note though that despite being away, you all still visit the blog EVERDAY, probably keeping tabs to see if I’ve posted a story,lol, am really humbled by those acts of yours, that you didn’t turn your back on kuwda during these trying times [abi no be trying times? Lol]

 Also,my inbox is always overflowing with mails you guys send in,queries,questions,prayers,I really wish I could just screen-grab all of these as am wont to do as proofs of the overflowing mails I get from you all amazeballs daily as obviously I can’t post all questions on here,I say, thank you, thank you, thank you. To break my silence abit and keep the blog busy, I’ve decided to post some questions and mails I’ve gotten from fans to also serve as acknowledgement of the mails and not seem like a conscious diss, you all know I love you all my vibrant, amazing amazeballs right? :}.

As expected, my head is burstling with lots of things to say concerning events and happenings in my family, ranging from the comical to mundane and to the outright scandalous… Ugghh! My family though [shakes heads], keeping fingers crossed. Anyway, straight to the mailbox now,shall we?

So far on Keeping Up With D Adagiris

Keeping up with d adagiris started in 2009/2010, it follows in the footsteps of the kardashians but at the beginning, chronicles the lives of 3 brothers, Maj, Qatari and Hamz who live with their widowed mom, going through life with its attendant challenges, highs and lows, lovelives and extended family troubles. Their late father,who came from a prominent home in his hometown and quite rich in his own right left them a house and family inheritance which their paternal grandmother and matriarch of the Adagiri dynasty has under control,not releasing it to the brothers and their vast number of cousins from the brothers' uncles who are also late, the matriarch dominating over her daughters-in-law lives.

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The moment mom walked in,she looked around at the shabbily and hurriedly arranged apartment which she had left tastefully furnished earlier that morning, without saying a word,she walked up to the dining room and dropped her purse on the table which immediately swerved to one side on impact and her purse fell off,that was when she noticed one leg of the dining table is broken,add this to her figurines being smashed,tea cups,broken,kitchen door gashed in the middle,decorations around the house destroyed,our persian curtains torn down!

Wow!

Karl opened his mouth to explain but mom held up her hand for him to shut it,she calmly picked up her phone and called someone to come over with his "gadgets" as soon as possible,my brothers and I shared worried glances,wondering who "he" is that is coming with his "gadgets", what could this all mean? She turned to face Hamz,a concerned look creeping into her face,she moved quickly to his side,her high heels clucking along on the hard,glassy tiles. She squatted lady-like,one knee on the ground to protect her modesty,her hand rested on the cushion beside Hamz who was splayed on the sofa, felt his body temperature and asked if he is still in a lot of pains and also if he had taken medication,Hamz nodded saying yes he had and that the pain was now minimal,only stinging when he tries to move,she smiled wryly and patted him on the head telling him he would be fine, she turned to face me and asked if her food is ready,I nodded in the affirmative,she sighed and asked me to serve it and bring it on a tray to her room and with the thumping gait of an amazon,marched gracefully to her room while I quickly waltzed into the kitchen and followed her bearing a yummy lunch and quickly came back to tackle my brothers

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When two strong men engage in a physical combat in a family apartment...properties around them suffer- Maj 2014


A shirtless Karl roared like an injured lion when he pushed an equally shirtless QT so hard and violently that it sent QT flying in the air,his hands frantically trying to find support mid-air as he went down, landed with a heavy thud on the dining table,his hands pushing off the ceramic tea cups placed in a stainless steel tray on the table which were sent flying in different direction as they went down, smashing on the floor and catapulting broken glasses everywhere, QT struggled up quickly,blood trickling down from a cut sustained from one of the broken cups that slit his skin,he didn't even seem to notice or feel a thing,his face flushed with fury,rushed at Karl,strangling him by his neck who in turn dealt him with a jaw breaking blow that sent his saliva shooting all over !


I screamed at both of them to stop fighting as they seemed intent at killing each other while I retreated back for fear of having my teeth smashed off,in the face of the deadly punches I see them throwing at each other totally blinded by rage, they won't grow back if I loose them.

I AM MAJ...AND I AM MEE

I am Maj...and I am Mee...a guy who is soft-spoken with with taut skin,light-chocolate and even complexion,dreamy eyes,perfectly shaped nose,angelina jolie-esque shaped pouty lips,high cheek bones and sultry looks...I shouldn't be complaining right?

*scoffs* I wish.


Another round of laughter crackled derisively in the sitting room downstairs,obviously the kind of laughter that tells you it is mocking someone. Loud and irritating tidal wave of giggles sweeping forth towards me,tsunami-like from the sitting room downstairs and distracting me so much I couldn't hear myself think,I just couldn't take it no more,I was busy in my room doing some research online on my laptop and also typing an episode of kuwda while Hamz and his gang of friends were busy in the sitting room trading girlfriend and sex stories of bitches they had used and dumped as I shook my head in pity,wondering that in a not too distant years back,they were just babies.