What politics has divided

It has being just a few days since Karl arrived from the states,the nigerian polity  has been rife and intense with the general elections in the corner and lots of campaigns going on around the country,Mom has never being a supporter of the current presidential administration. Since shortly after yar'adua assumed the mantle of leadership,she told all who cared to listen then that she is predicting yar'adua's untimely death and goodluck's takeover and to her chagrin,that's exactly how it happened.

It was a rather dull and sunny afternoon,Karl had prevailed on me to accompany him to town in Mom's car to get some fuel additive for the car,I was neck-deep in intrigue,watching a repeat episode of real housewives of atlanta replete with its weave pulling and mudslinging which it is notorious for,he nudged me softly here and there,tickling me occasionally and swiping his palms across my face to distort my concentration on the telly,I grumbled angrily,seeing he wasn't going to let me be,I hesitatingly dropped the remote control and with a groan,stood up and walked to the corner of the sitting room to put on my sample sale pair of gucci flipflops which were given to me by Natalie and are quite expensive by the way and with a countenance filled with gratitude,Karl led me by the hand to the car.

Can i get your attention please?

Hello amazeballs,hope you're finding the last couple of kuwda stories very interesting? am sure you all are given the responses..overwhelming responses i've gotten about the stories,now,this is what i find interesting,i opened my blogger account today,as a matter of fact,a couple of minutes ago now to post another kuwda story when i thought i should check through my blog overview..before that,let me tell you how my day went,earlier today,i attended a media masterclass workshop where notable key speakers in the movie [hollywood,stakeholders in the new film selma with the lead acts being nigerians] and media industry gave insightful lectures on new media and going global,i felt overwhelmed by a new wave of inspiration sweeping through me and whilst checking through my blog overview just to know which countries are my core audiences at,traffic sources amongst other things which google helps you detail,i found shocking discoveries

1, the united states is the country with the highest number of viewership,followed by south africa and india while nigeria,my own country is in a distant fifth

Upheaval 3

 

FORWARD- This post contains some portions of sexual language,if you're underaged,discretion is adviced



The yellow cab drove to the front of broadway,the whole area lit up and colourful Karl felt his adrenaline filling him up with excitement but sadly,he had no money left to pay for a broadway ticket,he knew Ruby would be getting prepared for the night's performance but he tried her number anyway just to alert her he would be waiting outside but it went straight to voice mail,so he left her a message and sat outside in the cold,rubbing his palms to generate heat and occasionally jogging back and forth,breaking into a sprint to keep out the cold.

He walked around till he saw a cafe and went in there and ordered a cappuccino with the last dollar on him and waited till past midnight when the show was over and broadway revelers thronged out from the theatre,he tried Ruby's number again and she picked it

Upheavals 2

The door creaked open abit,the sound slicing through the stillness of the night prompting Karl to pause for a second then slowly took  his hand off the door knob,allowing the door to slide open on it's own,he peeped out,turning left and right and seeing the coast was clear,he stepped out and tiptoed towards the main restroom door,waiting to hear some noise or sounds of a struggle or something but he heard nothing,he stood there confused about what to do and without thinking,he opened the door.

Natalie whirled around startlingly,her eyes reddish and her  matted brunette hair, cascaded down her bare shoulders,she mustered a smile,apparently taking a lot of energy to do

"What's wrong mom? Why did you lock yourself in here crying?"

Natalie sniffed repeatedly,nervously taking off a lumped thread of damp hair off her face

"Am fine Karl...am fine,I just felt a little overwhelmed by all that has been going on and needed to let off steam..."

She said with a shrug,continuing

"...so I locked myself in here and decided to let the tears flow,did I disturb you?"

She asked,sniffing again,Karl gave her a suspicious look,he turned off the running tap obviously turned on to quell the sounds of crying and other noise that might have been erupting behind closed doors and pulled Natalie in for a hug,his military training instincts unconsciously coming into use,he coyly sniffed his mom whilst hugging her for signs of drug use but perceived none,he looked around the bathroom when he noticed two feet in the bath tub,its body hidden entirely behind the bath shield,he smiled knowingly,assuming it was Andre but on second thought,he decided to pull the shield aside just to confirm it was indeed Andre.

Upheavals 1

The members of Yvonne's umuada or female kindred gyrated their way to the well decorated and expansive rostrum  where gaily dressed members of the high table were well seated amidst amplified local music blasting from the huge speakers and energetic dance steps,their chunky high heels clucking noisily along on the tiled floor.


Their uniform-coloured head gear were tied dish-like around their heads and spread out,the edges shooting out like insect antennas  in different angles making them look like an army of worker termites going on a bridal flight. The master of ceremony,a male comedian who was cladded in shirts and dull-coloured,retro suspenders with pointy-toed shoes for comic effect  welcomed them,engaging the women in a theatrical exchange of pleasantries to the amusement of all before handing over the microphone to their leader who saluted the guests in their local ibo parlance,throwing her fist into the air for gustorial effect,she declared on behalf of her group their gift of a full set of expensive kitchenware and two billy-goats to the newly married couple to the cheers and applause of everyone after which the leader of the umuada went to shake the beaming couple who were full of gratitude, then the women all swaggered back to their seats with pride.

Different groups of people and individuals also went to present their gifts,each group trying to out do the other. We waited patiently till the brag-fest was over before we went to present our gifts to the couple,congratulating them on the milestone during which, QT whilst shaking hands with the groom enjoined him to take good care of his bride,I nodded approvingly, smiling afterwards,we bid them farewell and left the events hall where the reception took place.

QT looked rather forlorn on our way home and I could understand why,looking at him,I gave him a tender pat on his shoulder while my memory suddenly  flashed back to how our relationship with the bride began.

Kuwda is being nominated for an award!!

Hello amazeballs,the award season is on. To my utter surprise,i got an email from the organisers of Nigerian blog awards informing me that Keeping up with the Adagiris' blog is being nominated for an award in the BEST NEW BLOG and BEST PERSONALITY BLOG categories,to say the year 2015 started on a yummy note would be stating the obvious,thanks to all amazeballs worldwide who got the blog nominated,lol,am so grateful. Now to clinch this award,i would need all of your help to get this coveted award,as you all know,so many blogs are being nominated in the same category,so to nominate the kuwda blog for the categories stated above,here's how it's done:

Ward 309

I was having a roller-coaster of emotions, first was me shivering with apprehension as Mom was unresponsive,splayed on the floor while my brothers battle to revive her as Karl was performing CPR,she was quite stiff and her lips abit parted,add that to feeling hurt about how everyone around the airport scampered away from us as though Mom was some human bag of plague waiting to distend,burst and gradually ooze out,poisoning everyone,they stood afar,barking CPR tips. QT  screamed at me to join them to carry Mom to the car and rush her to the clinic,I hurriedly joined in,lifting Mom's arms and as we were carrying her away,the medical team of the airport came around and asked us to place her on a stretcher they came with,she was examined on the spot and wheeled into their sick bay,where Mom was revived and complained of splitting headache and tummy cramps,she was given pain relievers and we left the airport albeit a little embarrassed at the whole drama.

The other woman

It must have been around three am in the dead of night,the bedside lamp left on,I was deeply asleep,my hands clasped together and stuck between my thighs to keep warm,I felt an enveloping cold permeating my skin,creasing everything in its path as it sinks into my body,coursing through my insides,feeling as though it was brittling  my bones creating a somewhat stinging feeling.


Still deeply asleep and in a bid to keep warm,I outstretched my hand,feeling for my duvet but it was nowhere near me,my face tightened into a slight frown in frustration, I opened my eyes which was blurred at first,trying to take in my immediate surrounding from the partial darkness created by the dim light of the bedside lamp ,I rubbed my eyes,looked beside me and saw Karl swath himself with the entire large duvet,I clenched my teeth in anger,held the edge of the duvet and pulled it towards me but Karl had his hands dugged in tightly,holding on firmly on the duvet,now visibly upset,I sat up,prepared to pull harder at the duvet when I noticed Karl shivering and chewing his mouth as though he was lip synching,I examined him all over,calling his name but he didn't wake up,I figured he was having a nightmare so I slapped him arms and shook him awake.

"Wake up bro! What's wrong with you?"

Carpe diem!

PING! PING!

My blackberry phone buzzed for the umpteenth time prompting me to drop the carrots I was busy scraping dirts off under the kitchen zinc faucet with a knife as I got busy to start preparing jollof rice


I shook water off my hands,wiping carelessly on my short "kukere" jean trousers  and went to pick it up,my lips flashed into a cheeky grin...and when I say cheeky grin,who else could elicit such in me if not a female,lol,it was my bossom friend gloria whom I haven't spoken to in a long while,I immediately started punching my phone's keypad as it was also displayed on my screen that she was typing a message

Glo- Maaaaj!

Maj- Oh lord! Hey darling,how are you,quite an age!

The sound of silence

Karl's eyes flipped open,baring reddish eyeballs,his eyelids flicking rapidly pushing out a drop of tear running down the side of his left eye,he was looking pale,almost a washout with some flecks of dried blood sprinkled randomly over his torso,his breathing the sound of a huffing snore was almost the only sign of human presence in the room aside the old split air conditioner vibrating with an irritating noise ,the room was hitherto dull and silent,all of us,quiet and still,all lost in our individual reverie,I sprang up with delight when I saw Karl open his eyes,I was filled with gratitude to God,I covered my mouth with my palms to prevent me from shouting for joy as I hurriedly went to sit by the edge of his bed,squeezing his arm tenderly which had a needle sipping in intravenous liquid into the arm which was all sore around the area the needle was inserted into him.

"How are you doing bro!"