Sunday, 30 August 2015
When Nature Meets Art.. Can you spot the Models?
Thursday, 27 August 2015
Refugees served with Shovel at IDP camp in Maiduguri
Photos have emerged of a shovel being used to serve food to Boko haram refugees at an IDP camp in Maiduguri,Borno State..
Very Sad!!!!
Freda and the Counselor
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I walked into the massive building that housed the counselor I wanted to see that Friday morning. My apprehension and fear making me miss several steps as I walked down the long corridor in search of her name tag on the door. After several pleas from Teema, I decided to try out a session with the much talked about counselor. I just hope she would be everything and more Teema had boasted of or she would definitely have her head on a spike.
A little rap on the door and i was invited into the office
by the voice within.
‘’Good morning Mrs walker”
the counselor said with a smile beaming across her face
‘Good Morning Ms Ruth, errrm .. I..
‘Just feel comfortable Mrs Walker, I could get you a cup of
coffee or tea if you don’t mind’
‘Please call me Freda. I wouldn’t mind a cup of coffee.
Thank You’
‘ok Freda.. if you don’t mind, we can start now’
‘oh! .. alright’ I said feeling very tensed and nervous
You can say all you want to without fear of disclosure. It has been the practice to keep sessions very confidential and…
‘Teema said you can be very discreet that was what
why I decided to book an appointment after several pleas
‘Ok..good.. Let’s begin”
‘before I start, I just want you to know that I didn’t want
to be here. I just had to come because my friend wanted me to. I feel very
embarrassed talking about this but I will try my possible best
‘alright’
‘errrrm, I enjoy sex with my husband’
‘I don’t get you, you should enjoy sex with your husband’
the counselor looked at me with a confused face
‘I mean I enjoy sex with my husband after he has beaten me
up. I enjoy sex after the pains’
‘go on’
‘he ties me up and works his way through my defenses
till am helpless and vulnerable to my
needs. The sex is just damn good…way too good for my broken body to say No’ I
look at the counselor and she gave me a nod to
go ahead
‘I think that’s all.. I said very faintly while casting my gaze on
the floor
‘it is very okay for you to withhold some vital information
but with time, you will have to speak freely as you have nothing to fear. I want
you to start from the very beginning..when the abuse started, the first few
years of your relationship, a little about his childhood and yours
‘ok
THE GENESIS
I met him during my thanksgiving after I successfully
concluded my NYSC in the North. He walked up to me during the close of service,
extended his hands and told me congratulations with the cutest smile spread
across his face. I smiled back as I extended my hand in acknowledgment. I would
say I was smitten on the spot. One meeting after the next and the rest became
history.
‘any sign of violence during the relationship’ the counselor
cut in
Yes, he always had a streak of violence in him but always
assured me he would work on his anger issues. he would flare up on waitresses,
curse out attendants if they didn’t respond in a particular way that he defined
appropraite.
‘did he ever get physical with you’
‘yes he did..one slap too many for not doing things the
exact way he wanted me to.. he would rebuke me with harsh words in front of
friends and family
‘any form of intimacy after that’
‘yes’I said weakly..
he would buy me gifts and make love to me so sweetly while assuring me
that he would never hit me again.
‘any form of weird sexual activities between you two’
‘yes, he would suggest we try one or two his fantasies as he
would refer the as. Any form of resistance from me would result in anger and
would bend to his requests so soothe his annoyance’
‘what kind of fantasies’
‘he would tie me up with ropes, some times he would gag me
and lash me with his belt. Then he would kiss every part of me so tenderly ..the
pains forgotten and then make love to me so tender. It was always a different
shade of explosive episodes days we make out after some form of argument,
disagreement or physical abuse’
‘why did you go ahead with the marriage’
‘the sex was damn good, I was hooked. Besides, I couldn’t walk
away from the relationship. Both families
were neck deep into the intending union. We struck a perfect example of a
beautiful couple . I couldn’t bear the shame of walking out of the relationship’
‘when did you record the first episode of abuse after you
got married’
‘on our wedding night. He wanted sex, I didn’t because I was
very tired from the whole ceremony. He hit me hard across the face, tied me up and
made love to me..
‘did you…
‘yes I did enjoy it’ I answered before she could finish her
question
I glanced at my phone and discovered that time was far
spent. I rose up and declared my intention to leave. I promised to call her
later to fix another appointment, but deep down I knew it was never going to
happen. I just had to please Teema before she bores me with her incessant
nagging.
….to be continued
Wednesday, 26 August 2015
Many are Mad, Few are Roaming....
We all love Denrele for his creativity and spontaneity. He has brought his exceptionally to the entertainment scene with his uniqueness and costumes that stands out among the crowd. His fashion ranges from high stiletto heels, to crazy hair dos and mind boggling attires that makes you wanna puke sometimes.
His dressing above is one of those that makes you wonder and screeeaaaam "WTF"!!!!
I can't differentiate him from patients on Yama left though
THUMBS DOWN👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎
Do you fit into their Expectation and Description?
We all grew up in a setting where certain
expectations are placed on us. We are expected to
act, speak, laugh.. in a particular way. We are
expected to go to school, come out with good
grades, work in a multinational company and earn
fat salaries every month...
We are already placed on a regimented route even
before we see it. Some are forced to take a
particular career route because they want to fit into
expectations of their parents. Perhaps your dad
thinks
expectations are placed on us. We are expected to
act, speak, laugh.. in a particular way. We are
expected to go to school, come out with good
grades, work in a multinational company and earn
fat salaries every month...
We are already placed on a regimented route even
before we see it. Some are forced to take a
particular career route because they want to fit into
expectations of their parents. Perhaps your dad
thinks
You are nothing Without a Mans name... Ladies!
We live in a society that tells a woman
" You are nothing if you aren't married"
"Get all the degrees you want, climb to the highest ladder of your career, be a name to be reckoned with in the world!!! You are absolutely Nothing, if you have no Mans name
Monday, 24 August 2015
Don't take in the baggage... You are royalty!!!!
You have loved him with all your heart
You have put his happiness before yours
You have given him all of you
You have bared your soul to him..Your weaknesses and vulnerability
You have surrendered your body without restraints...hesitation
You have been to the edge of hell and back ... but you endured
Cos you Loved
And then it happens.. I don't Love you anymore he says
Your world suddenly turns bleak, it comes crashing down. The sun suddenly stopped shining and the moon swallowed up in darkness.
You cry when you think of sacrifices, the pains, Humiliation, the dreams unfulfilled.
You stick to him like a leech and scream murder if he leaves you. You harrass his new found love with calls and got physical when opportunity arises. You swear you will make his life miserable if he ever leaves you and threaten with death.
Wait a second!!!
I dont think you realise who you are..
You are a Queen, not a maid
You are an awesome creation.. A perfection in the eyes of God
You are beautifully and wonderfully made
You are called forth to show his Excellence.
Royalties don't whine
Royalties don't belittle themselves
Royalties don't act desperate
Royalties have class
Royalties begets Royalties
Your King will come
One beffiting
One Loving
Your flaws with be his
And his yours
He will crown your days with loving kindness and your nights with ecstasy.
Its time to let go.. LET GO
Its not the easiest thing to do, but its the best for you
Until you see your worth, other will term you worthless
Until you realise how beautiful and priceless you are, you remain that gold covered in shit and no one will see your real Value...
You deserve the Best..
Good morning
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