Anti-valentine

The days leading towards valentine literally got everywhere and everyone rife with palpitations, everyone was giddy at the thought of spending the day with their partners, going on dates or just generally having a nice time.

Conversations with the guys centered on what each one would be wearing and what party, lounge or hangout would be ideal to spend the day and on social media? It was over flooded with a lot of brands advertising discounts for lovers, everyone suddenly seem to be in a relationship as social media timelines got filled with love quotes and pictures of a whole lot of couples (even though a lot are broken up) and can't wait to be decked out in red and white outfits.

Am not particularly a vals person, to me, it's just the 14th day of the second month of the year but to my utter shock,  the love fever in the air gradually creeped up on me and I thought it would be nice to catch up with Simi again. I had seen Hamz also preparing for valentine, as he recently had a faux bouquet of stunningly beautiful rose flowers he had save money for delivered to our house, Mom kept teasing him about who the new lady in his life could be these days and given the awkward encounter between myself, him and Simi in FONDLE FOR TWO, it started to bug my psyche that perhaps, he's trying to snag up Simi which to me would be an act of betrayal, I mean, Simi is suppose to be with me, not him, even if he has feelings for her, by virtue of me being his brother, he ought to kill his affections for Simi because of me...that's what brothers do right?   

Meet the brothers!

  A lot of Kuwda fans, especially those who didn't start with us from inception, read our stories and though they enjoy it, don't  fully understand why we are the way we are even though they relate to a lot of our stories and some already feeling like a part of us. I occasionally get mails from fans asking why the brothers always defend Maj (myself) from trolls, why are the brothers so close and show so much love towards each other despite having occasional "great" fights and misunderstanding amongst several other personal questions.

Well, in this episode of keeping up with the adagiris, we are taking a little trip back in hindsight at some episodes which focused mainly on each of the brothers to get a scope at their personalities.

Flaws, Warts and All

Mom's car horns kept honking non-stop at the gate, getting me agitated and rather upset at what could make her horn like that as though she was pursued by thieves, I walked briskly towards the window, pulling the curtain apart to see where Garuba could be that he hasn't opened the gate already.

Just at that moment, Garuba jumped out of his cubicle room and ran towards  the gate to open it, I hissed loudly, dropping the curtain and going back to sit on the sofa. Mom's car zoomed to a halt in the compound and I stood up again to meet her halfway into the house,

 "Welcome Mom",

I greeted, she nodded in acknowledgment and dropped her bag into my hands to carry inside, I looked at her, quite puzzled at her mood. I walked up to her and solemnly asked her what happened, she scoffed and started as Hamz,QT and Karl walked in at that moment to hear all she was about to say,

"Can you believe my ungrateful sisters, I went to see them and gave them money for their feeding et al and do you know what they said? That the money isn't enough and that I should dole out more money...can you believe that? These bitches never understand that money is tight for everyone plus do they think am packing money where I work? Do they think I have things easy for me or have no use for money or no responsibilities of my own...?"

Mom raked as we all looked at each other in utter shock, she used the word bitch, Mom is truly livid right now, she continued

Sister Sister

It's been a few days after the carnival and I'd been avoiding an awkward run in with Simi whenever I went out, post FONDLE FOR TWO after my brother and I had a "squeeze" with her, conversely, Hamz has been looking forward to seeing her again, crazy guy right? It was a weekend...a saturday morning, I lay down on the sofa, reading an online story when QT bounced in, playfully slapped my feet and sat on the rug close to me, I paused from my reading and gave him a smile as it hit  me that I haven't had a nice one on one chat with my elder brother in a long while, our conversations have mostly included the rest of the brothers, this is slightly intentional as QT is a man of few words and more often than not, he upsets one and never takes anything serious hence one is tended not to engage him in meaningful conversations so I thought to break the ice and tell him what was on my mind without holding my breath he won't disappoint.

Fondle for two

FORWARD- This post contains sexually explicit language, discretion is hereby adviced.

The one who shall not be named

"MAKE WAY! MAKE WAY!  DIVA COMING THROUGH!"

Hamz called out as I descended the stairs into the sitting room where Karl and QT were busy playing a video game, I smiled, playfully pushing him away by his head then theatrically sashayed into the kitchen, Hamz continued,

"Kim...kim....kimmy!"

He yelled after me, taking repeated flashed shots of me with his phone acting like a papparazzo

" Who the hell is kim?"

Happy new month of february

Happy new month Amazeballs! It is the month of love, let the love we share be wholesome, unbiased, non-discriminatory and not tied to intimate love alone! May we all attract God's love this month and forever! Show some love just because...

Next episodes on keeping up with the Adagiris..

The devil quotes scriptures

The air was cold and crisp, a feeler of sort to a gentle wind blowing around whistling quietly in motion, softly sweeping dried leaves in whatever direction it blew, dull haze hung densely  in the air, the result of the harmattan season which hints at a more harsh weather in the coming months, everywhere in our family country home compound was still and quiet until an hour later when the haze seemingly melted at the touch of the early morning sun rays, giving way to a clear and bright atmosphere thus seemingly bringing the town to life and a lot of people towards our country home.

 It's been 24 hours since the Matriarch had been buried and the family had been receiving visitors and sympathisers nonstop who kept thronging our expansive country home to condole with us. Mom was beginning to feel slightly overwhelmed by all the constant sighing, sobbing and hugging, she didn't think as a daughter-in-law who wasn't even loved by the late Matriarch, that it was necessary for her to be with the family to receive visitors but the rest of the daughters-in-law began to arrive one by one, giving financial constraints to getting permission from work and school as excuse amongst other reasons for coming late so Mom out of respect and courtesy didn't want to declare her intention to leave just when others were arriving.

Immortalized in history

Immortality! Oh how wrong were we to think immortality meant never dying! Whether good or bad, a person can remain immortal in one's life depending on the roles they played in our lives when alive

We all stood transfixed on our respective spots, totally dumbfounded over the news Mom just hit us with. Whilst we still ruminate over the news, staring at each other in utter shock and disbelief, Mom calmly punched keys on her phone, her facial expression neither sad nor happy...just blank, her freshly dyed raven black hair falling slowly all over her face as she faced down staring at her phone while putting  calls through to some relatives of our late Dad to get more information about burial arrangements and the family's decision in light of the incident. Once she was through, Mom looked up, packed her hair into a careless bun at the back of her head then announced that the family has made it mandatory for members of the family who were in states around kogi state which are mainly abuja, kwara, ondo and edo states to gather for her burial which would be first thing in the morning the next day according to islamic rites and as a mark of respect, we were enjoined to be there,

A call to cry (Season Premiere)

The week had started on a really bad note, Vivian, my immediate boss at work had been giving me quite the nasty attitude from monday through to tuesday for no just cause which I suspect it's for not having her side when she chastised the corper attached to our office for skipping work for two days without permission, while that is still on, I had a major row with another colleague in another unit wednesday morning over missing files, arguing over which one of us will take responsibility for it, I'd taken the files to her penultimate week which she signed for on my register that she collected it only for her to tell me now that it was a different file she signed for, as if that wasn't enough office drama for one soul, my boss kept finding faults with all the errands I ran for him, if he wasn't my boss, I would have been close to spanking him across the face, to crown it all was when the director-general walked into our office and caught me watching a movie on my office system which I did to calm my frayed nerves down, I felt like a chicken whose feathers were brutally plucked off and cold water poured over its body on an early harmattan morning as I quietly endured  the vitriol he spewed my way, he left with his entourage of PAs and personal body guard who had gathered while I sat back, fighting back tears from the hurt of all the bullshit I've endured that week, I was at the end of my tether and close to loosing it, it was as though my zodiac sign was absorbing all shades of bad vibes that week.