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Dear country men and women.The emigres/ diaspora people have a great contribution towards the struggle. Their efforts ca...
27/09/2021

Dear country men and women.
The emigres/ diaspora people have a great contribution towards the struggle. Their efforts can't be taken for granted.

Thank you always ugandans in the disaspora.

How dare you?How dare you spokeTo me gentlyTo arouse myAffectionate affectionHow dare you?How dare you, Pierce My heart ...
23/09/2020

How dare you?
How dare you spoke
To me gently
To arouse my
Affectionate affection
How dare you?
How dare you, Pierce
My heart with this
Wicked smiles of
Yours, that
Catalyze and intensify
How dare you?
How dare you lay
On my way, to waylay
And entrap
How dare you?
How dare you
Become the green
Snake in the green
Grass
How dare you?
How dare you
Become the Belgium Rat
That bites and blow
Its victims to ease
The pains
How dare you?
How dare you
Spoke about love
When you are
Drowned in the
Ocean of hates
How dare you?

THE PERFECT COUPLESAnd when Amaka departed, after their exchange of pleasantries, she glued her eyes on her.  "This is h...
13/09/2020

THE PERFECT COUPLES

And when Amaka departed, after their exchange of pleasantries, she glued her eyes on her. "This is how it is suppose to be. A man should proudly flaunt his wife around". She watched Amaka, nudging her husband playfully as they walk majestically on their beautiful attire. She was full of envy as she remembers Okezie-- her ex-boyfriend. She smiled, as she recalled, Okezie's comic nature. "Okezie was such a caring guy but he was too bossy. I hate men that are bossy and that was why I jilted him to Mike". Her face beaming as she recalls how Mike and Johnson had fought because of her. She was dating the two of them and was caught one day by Mike on her date with Johnson. Arguments ensued which led to a fierce fight between the two men. "But that was not the reason I jilted both of them; Mike had all the qualities I desired in a man but I didn't like his walking steps. He walks like a crab. And as for Johnson, he was too stingy for my liking." She frowns; "I have missed many good men in the past, If I knew that, Obinna would later make it in life, I wouldn't have jilted him to marry James, I and Obinna loved ourselves, we were best of friends and understood ourselves perfectly. We were planning to get married until James showed up from Malaysia with a lot of money." She hissed; "that time, James was James not now that he has turned to a scarecrow. James deceived me with his money, and I followed him. Didn't our people say that Goats follow the person that has the palm leaves?" She chuckles and left.
When she awoke in the following morning, she starred at the center table and stood up abruptly, inspected the notes carefully with pensive look in her eyes, she shrieked audibly. "James has taken my gentleness for cowardice. A man who can't feed his family is worse than infidel. I think he needs to go to the market this time to see for himself how the prices of food items have soared. What will ten thousand naira buy?. When am I going to enjoy sumptuous meals in this house just like other women in the neighborhood?" She flung it on the floor.
She ruminates while in solitude; "I am the most ill-fated woman in the world", she bemoaned. "While my fellow woman is answering landlady, I am still living in athree-bedroom flat, rented apartment. James only buys clothes for me, once in a blue moon while my fellow woman is being flaunted by her husband with beautiful attire. As if that is not enough, James can only afford ten thousand naira for food for the whole week".Tears slid to her cheeks.
Since he returned from Malaysia, it has been a series of challenges. Firstly he was duped by fraudsters and lost his business. He was lucky to get a good job, to sustain his family but things have really changed for bad. After the coronavirus pandemic; the government declared a total lockdown which affected many companies. In other to reduce costs, many companies sacked some of their workers, and James was affected. He was stuck in the Lagos traffic for hours, holding his sacked letter in his hand. Feeling hungry and exhausted. He staggered home late in the night to meet Chioma, his wife asleep with the money littered on the floor. He demanded for his food and she snarled at him like an angry lion. "Go to the market, and buy the food items for yourself, I have seen men doing that on several occasions" his wife told him. He doesn't want to start an argument as he left to nearby restaurant but he came back drunk. His wife has already locked the door, before he could get home and swore not to open the door despite neighbors' plea. He was furious as he broke in and entered with force and staged a fight with Chioma, his wife.
"No sane man fights with a woman," a neighbor said. "Do I look like a sane man to you? What else is insanity, if not the unsettling of the mind? no sane man fights with a woman, I concur but not when pushed to the wall. Should I become a slave in my house for peace to reign?" He retorted.
"My friend, all women are the same, they always act before thinking about its consequences, unlike men that think before they can act. Every woman has that crazy character rooted in her. They are like children and should be pampered. A real man has the key to his wife's heart and enjoys the best of her. Every woman has a defect but a real man knows how to tame them" the neighbor replied.
" My daughter, a tree that bears good fruit, has someone watering it. It is true that the man is the head of the family but the woman is the real owner of the house. As you made your bed, so you will lie on it. A wise woman builds her home while the foolish one destroys it. A blissful marriage requires sacrifices as everyone has a role to play to ensure its success. We should stop being ingratitude, envy, selfishness, and comparison rather we should work as a team and bear in mind that nothing good comes easy. Let's stop washing our dirty linen outside, and involving a third party in our affairs.
Don't be deceived on how gorgeous some couples appear, no couple is exempted from marital challenges but some managed to feel happy despite their challenges. Not as bitter kola sounds in the ear, is how it actually tastes in the mouth but when an ailment is covered with clothes, the face beams. For there are no perfect couples in the world." An old woman advised as everyone goes home with a lesson to learn.

WHEN LOVE BECOMES A CURSE. When I see people of nowadays say love I just laugh. They actually do not know what love is. ...
13/09/2020

WHEN LOVE BECOMES A CURSE.
When I see people of nowadays say love I just laugh. They actually do not know what love is. I find it funny when I hear children of these days call us old schools. For me in my own time I did more, many things compared to what these children of these days claim. I lived all those lives before I decided to drop the lamps. When it was a drink day, we know we have come for drinks. Actually when I say drink, I don't mean what you children of these days do. It is not sitting down over one or two bottles of beer and then you say drinking. No that is not drinking. During our time we were drinks PhD holders. We drank in crates not as you do now. As I said I find it funny. On a party day then we know we have come to party. We would bring down packets of ci******es, snuffs, drinks and our babes. But we actually call them Sugar or mummy not babe. I don't know if you are now trying to babysit an old woman that is why some of them end up behaving like babies. I would not opt for that.. Our Sugars were classic not babies of these days that go naked, walking like broom sticks that are to break into two.
I personally was not all that rough compared to my gang then. On a very good day I settle for four to five bottles of whisky, two packets of ci******es and two ladies. Even at that I Changed girls just like cloths. I am telling you.
After work each day I settle my life for the day..
Back then when life was life when naira was money not this trash it has turned to. I owned a woliwo car, this one you people call volvo today . After work each day, we would go on our parties, sometimes when one rich man that have brought home strength as we called it was hosting a birthday party or any other party. We would gather in a hotel. We will drink and drink, till the drinks wore us as a cloth and vice versa. Then to complete a perfect cycle. We would take as many ladies as we want. But all through my life of mingling with every lady. I never met a woman like Clara the Angel...
On the day we first met.. I sat in the bar with friends as usual. A man have brought home strength that very day... Every one took a lady, I equally clutched one or was it two...?. No it must be two.... One sat on my legs and the other by my side...
But then suddenly a hand swept in cold current on my body. I was soared. Who is this....?. "Shhhhhh". She signaled rolling her tongue and the hips before me. I was stirred. She put her lips before mine..... I tried to stop her but it was more than I can chew...
For this very reason I had to go earlier that day. I signaled to a few friends and ignited my woliwo and left with the lady.
We slept off that night. Even at that I never beheld her face. I was so stupid for that. That was the type of thing that killed peterside my neighbour. But that is not our story for now. Peterside was such a bad man so I will not be telling his story today. By the morning when I saw the beaming face I was grateful atleast I have not wasted a sin. Because my father always said that it is better to eat the bigger toad so that when you are being called a told eater you can have the brave mind to hit the chest and answer toad eater. The toad I brought that day was not just a big one but succulent and mouth-watering. It tasted like any Bush meat.
After a while we became tight lovers. Clara turned herself into a man. I can easily count how many times I brought out money for food. We enjoyed ourselves and we lived happily. I never thought of anyone else. I gradually stopped partying, and going after women but not smoking or drinking. That one was part of my DNA.
One day after work, I paid a visit to the hotel as a routine then returned home. We ate and received some warmths then she went into the bathroom to take her bath. I waited patiently for her to come out let me take my turn. Even as she took her bath I threw stories here and there . But then suddenly silence felled on her. Even when I brought up interesting stories she was dumb. No response. I knew she wanted to pay a trick. We do that sometimes when we play our hide and seek games. So when silence felled on her , I decided to seek her. I opened the bathroom but what I saw till this day I can not explain. The truth was that she was not in the bathroom I saw her enter. So I decided to check around the house but still did not find her. That was when I knew something was totally wrong, my head swelled up, a strong cold current swept down my body. I was shaking visibly. When I ran out of the room and when I got to Paul's house who live a few distances from my house I can not tell. Even what went through in his house that night I can not tell. Then in the morning when I woke up we sat down to discuss.
"...... And you never knew that she was not a human?".
"How should I have known..?.
" it had happened to me before, you know the days are not Good. Most of the women you see around are actually not humans. Many of them are mami-wota. Am sure it was that same one that visited peterside and I visited to you.
At this point I knew that she was the reason misfortunes has befallen me all these while. The very reason I got sacked from my first job and got my woliwo car sold. The very reason I never drank and replaced the cup for misfortunes all these while.
I later heard she went to Samuel's house that very day. But now Sammy is mega rich. He owns countless cars. That is one thing I still wonder till this day. Maybe it was curse placed on me against love. But I do not think that much. Because I know Clara was a mami-wota and as usual mami-wotas are usually a curse to any man. Maybe she had bartered with him for either blood or with his children in exchange for money. I think that is the reason behind Sammy not having a child till this day as I am talking to you.

True love means loving each other until the very end.Princess Charlotte was the daughter of George, Prince of Wales (lat...
12/09/2020

True love means loving each other until the very end.

Princess Charlotte was the daughter of George, Prince of Wales (later George IV) and Caroline of Brunswick.[4] She was the future heir to the throne and was adored by the people, which was a stark contrast to the rest of the Royal family who were loathed.

Her upbringing was turbulent amidst her warring parents. At 17-years-old, Charlotte was pressured into agreeing to marry a Prince she didn’t like, until she met the handsome and dashing Prince Leopold of Saxe-Coburg-Saalfeld. Her father finally relented and permitted her to marry the impoverished Leopold.

Following their wedding and two miscarriages, Charlotte again became pregnant with the entire country elated.

In 1817, at 21-years-old and after two days of a difficult labor, Charlotte delivered a stillborn 9-pound son by breech birth. Prince Leopold was so worried that he refused to leave his wife’s side and insisted on helping her–something that was unheard of at the time.

After the third day, Charlotte’s condition seemingly improved. Leopold was urged to take an op**te to rest, as he had not slept for 3 days. Unfortunately, Charlotte’s condition worsened and it was not possibly to rouse the sleeping Leopold as she died.

Her death elicited international grieving on an even bigger scale than Princess Diana’s. Britain ran out of black cloth because everyone wore black–even the homeless found black scraps to tie around his or her arms.

Prince Leopold plunged into depression and eventually took a mistress who resembled Charlotte. Years later, he remarried and named his daughter Charlotte.

The Princess’ final wish before dying was for Leopold to be buried beside her when his time came. Shortly before he died, he asked Queen Victoria for this wish to be fulfilled but it was denied. His last words were: “Charlotte Charlotte”.

A COWRIE OF HOPE BY BINSWELL SINYAGWE. It is set in the early nineties, a period that was, across the continent, marked ...
05/09/2020

A COWRIE OF HOPE BY BINSWELL SINYAGWE.

It is set in the early nineties, a period that was, across the continent, marked by economic reforms and structural adjustments; changes in government or democratization; and the discovery and spread of the HIV/AIDS disease. To these add, and as part of the setting, drought. Thus, as the author puts it ‘These were the nineties, the late nineties. They were lean years. They were the years of each person for himself and hope only under the shadow of the gods’ (Pg 14).

These were the nineties becomes the singular refrain in this novel, an indication of the importance of such a decade. It is the turning point in the politico-economic structure of most African countries with the International Monetary Fund (IMF) adding as a condition, political and economic reforms, to aid.

It is in this period that Nasula, widowed and her husband's family having captured his property after refusing to marry his younger brother, had to find the means to see her daughter, Sula, through school. Wobbling/trembling on the edge of poverty, either she falls into starvation and death or abandoned her single-mindedness of schooling her daughter - an idea that had almost become a disease; she did not hesitate but chose the former.

The main action of the text takes place in a period of great crisis in the life of the protagonist, Belita Bowa, who, according to African practice, is named Nasula ( meaning the mother of let things be) after the birth of her only child, a daughter, Sula (Let things be).

2) RELEVANCE AND APPROPIATENESS OF THE TITLE: A COWRY OF HOPE
Even when things seem to be going the dark way with the death of her husband Winelo, her Cowry of hope for life, for Nasula not all is lost.

She continues in her hopefulness. The optimism that she holds provide a fitting meaning to A Cowry of Hope because notwithstanding the fact everything seems lost, something is not lost (there is something to cling on).

Sula, her daughter remains the other Cowry of Hope. Nasula finds consolation in her daughter and she desires to do everything possible to see to it that Sula attains a liberative education from depending on a man for existence (pg 5). This gives her reason to toil, sell her everything except her dignity for the future of her Cowry of Hope because “A child like this is a future not everyone is blessed”

Although it all turned out catastrophic, the journey to Mangano is A Cowry expected. Nasula had her hopes in the her would have been husband Isaki had it not been for his love for the taste of flesh and parting thighs in the dark that ultimately paid him to the grave. On her way, Nasula thought to herself, her in-laws should do something; the gods too must come to her rescue. She evokes them believing there was no other way “I know no other stand that to bury my heart in this heat without fire” (pg. 95). Unfortunately everything turned out catastrophic as the farm and Isaki lie in a sorry state awaiting the last breath and shortly after, he passed on. Once again, A Cowrie lost.

As stated before, when things seems lost, something is not lost. To Nasula, her only bag of beans wipes away her tears of disappointment especially after fatefully failing to get something from Mangano. This becomes her last cowrie, her only hope left to attain her dream. Nalukwi, her celebrated friend, brightens this with her idea to sell the bag of beans in Lusaka to attain the one hundred thousand kwacha needed for her daughters schooling.

An Old Man Lived in the VillageAn old man lived in the village. He was one of the most unfortunate people in the world. ...
04/09/2020

An Old Man Lived in the Village

An old man lived in the village. He was one of the most unfortunate people in the world. The whole village was tired of him; he was always gloomy, he constantly complained and was always in a bad mood.

The longer he lived, the more bile he was becoming and the more poisonous were his words. People avoided him, because his misfortune became contagious. It was even unnatural and insulting to be happy next to him.

He created the feeling of unhappiness in others.
But one day, when he turned eighty years old, an incredible thing happened. Instantly everyone started hearing the rumour:

“An Old Man is happy today, he doesn’t complain about anything, smiles, and even his face is freshened up.”

The whole village gathered together. The old man was asked:

Villager: What happened to you?

“Nothing special. Eighty years I’ve been chasing happiness, and it was useless. And then I decided to live without happiness and just enjoy life. That’s why I’m happy now.” – An Old Man

Moral of the story:
Don’t chase happiness. Enjoy your life

The Blind Girl (Change)There was a blind girl who hated herself purely for the fact she was blind. The only person she d...
04/09/2020

The Blind Girl (Change)
There was a blind girl who hated herself purely for the fact she was blind. The only person she didn’t hate was her loving boyfriend, as he was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry him.

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her – now she could see everything, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her, “now that you can see the world, will you marry me?”

The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him. Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying:

“Just take care of my eyes dear.”

Moral of the story:
When our circumstances change, so does our mind. Some people may not be able to see the way things were before, and might not be able to appreciate them. There are many things to take away from this story, not just one.

This is one of the inspirational short stories that left me speechless.

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