So I had written memoirs and just as the Editor was going through, news came in that houses were being burnt and people were being killed in the Northern part of Nigeria.
Believe me, each time something like this happens, I usually ask myself “why do we think killing one another will solve the issue at hand?” Problems won’t get solved by any amount of bloodshed.
Each time people die, we always go back to dialogue to solve these issues; Why can’t we just start with dialogue? I mean “DIALOGUE first, before resorting to VIOLENCE” …actually “DIALOGUE first, second, third … DIALOGUE always, never resort to VIOLENCE”
If we sit across a table to discuss these issues, our differences and all things we don’t collectively agree on, we will always find ways to avoid the destruction of lives and properties.
May we have the ability to tell one another that violence does not solve anything. Love is all we need! Love is all the world needs!
Speaking of love, here’s a little snippet of a super collaboration between Black Label’s Oyinkansola and Choc Boiz’ BrymO called “Love Wan Tintin” to lift your spirits up! The full version drops here soon![audio:https://www.360nobs.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Oyinkansola-ft-Brymo-Love-Wan-Tintinsnippet_tags.mp3]
Oyinkansola and Brymo - Love Wan Tintin(snippet) (841.2 KiB, 592 hits)
May God almighty continue to guide, protect and keep our families and friends.
God bless us all.
So last week I was in the studio with MI & Waje working on Waje’s project. Waje’s album is an album you should look forward to. The first song produced by MI is titled “Falling” and for some unexplainable reasons, the song made me think about getting married and I decided to write a letter to my future wife. You should read it but then while the letter made some people happy, it created more issues between Biola and I.
Biola wants to know why I don’t think she fits the role of being my wife. She’s of the opinion that she should be given the opportunity to prove herself. I guess I’ll have to let you read our conversation in my next memoirs and help me decide.
Friday April 1, 2011.
There I was bewildered with no idea of how I got myself into this situation. I had not seen Shirls in a long time and her anger wasn’t helping matters because her boobs kept moving up and down with her breathing.
Shirls: So who’s that?
Nobs: I can explain Shirls
Shirls: Explain? Hell yeah you have to explain.
Nobs: It’s not what you think
Shirls: Truthfully I don’t think anything. You know what? Maybe I should just go home because this is entirely my fault. I shouldn’t have gotten myself into this mess. Why did you bring me home when you knew you left another babe in your house?
Nobs : It’s not like that
Shirls : What the fuck is it like?
Nobs : Just let me explain. Calm down
Shirls : Don’t tell me to calm down. Come and take me home.
Nobs : Is that what you want to do?
Shirls : fuck yes
Nobs : Shirls, I did not know she will be here
Shirls : Really? Are you a joker?
Nobs : I’m so sorry
Shirls : Who the fuck is she?
Now this was the moment I’ve been avoiding. I mean Shirls reads this diary and has an idea of who is who and all that. I figured that the truth would cause more problems and she might drag Ada out of my bed. I hate drama and I was not about to provide my neighbours with any kind of entertainment. So I lied.
Shirls, I know you may be reading this and may never talk to me again but I lied for the sake of peace. I would have come out clean but I was not prepared for your actions because you once stopped seeing me because of Slim. I’m so sorry for lying but I did it for the greater good.
Nobs : She’s my sister’s friend
Shirls: Are you kidding me? Your sister’s friend in your room?
Nobs : She stays there sometimes and maybe she was just resting.
Shirls : Ok. Let’s go in and find out.
Nobs : Please give me 10mins to talk to her, alone.
Shirls: Why alone? Please come and drop me
Nobs: We can’t go to Yaba now with the no movement and all.
Shirls: I want a hotel
Nobs: In the estate?
Shirls: It’s your call, Hun
Nobs: I’ll meet you in the car.
Shirls: please hurry up, (long hissss!)
Shirls went back to the car to wait for me and I went in to talk to Ada.
Can I be truthful for a bit? If Ada was single, maybe I would have gone with the idea of putting Shirls up in a hotel and leaving Ada at mine. That way I can jog between my house and the hotel just to experience what polygamous men experience.
Ada was on the bed only in her pink nightgown with the duvet slightly covering the lower part of her body. I (and my prisoner behind the restraining zipper) stood there for more 2 minutes just staring at her body and trying to convince myself that not making any moves on her will do me more good than harm.
I shook her slightly while calling her name softly.
Nobs : Ada
Nobs : Ada, Nne kunie
Ada : Buzor, ibata go?
Nobs: Yes love
Ada: How was your day? Have you eaten?
Nobs: I’m fine, Ada
Ada : Should I get Mmiri iji asa aru
Nobs: Ada I’m fine.
I was confused and didn’t know how to break the news to her. Ada has been nice to me and she’s everything anyone will want in a wife.
I had no intention of taking her away from her husband but you will agree with me that it’s not really that easy. How would I tell her to leave the room for another woman?
Nobs: Nne, there’s a problem
Ada: Ke ifobu?
Nobs: I didn’t plan for it to happen this way but I’m hoping you will understand
Ada: You are getting me scared. What is the problem?
Nobs: Please don’t be offended. I forgot that you said you’ll be coming today and a friend of mine just came into the country. She called me to come and pick her, now she’s here.
Ada: She can’t stay in your visitor’s room?
Nobs: Ada, we used to have something and asking her to stay in the visitor’s room will be a little rude.
Ada: So are you asking me to leave your room?
Nobs: I didn’t plan it this way but we can still have our talk.
Ada: I’ll leave your room but just know that I’ll never ever talk to you in my life again. I will leave your house and I’ll never come back. You don’t even need to come for my wedding.
Nobs : Ada, I really don’t know why you are getting mad like this.
Ada : Leave me alone.
Nobs : We will talk tomorrow
Ada: Gin a onye?
She stood up from the bed and went straight to my sister’s room.
I went down to the car, used my ancestors to plead with Shirls to come back up.
After much begging, we came up, I settled her into my room and when to check up on Ada. I was just about to knock on my sister’s door when I overheard her pleading with Ada to stop crying. I tiptoed quietly back to my room.
I tried everything to get some all through the night but Shirls wouldn’t give me any. As luck would have it, an early morning visit from Ada triggered some.
Saturday April 1, 2011.
I heard a knock on the door, stood up and there was Ada in short shorts (?) and tank top.
Ada: Buzor, good morning
Shirls: Hey, good morning
Ada: Buzor, kini ka iga eri?
Nobs: My friend said good morning to you.
Ada: Are you eating or not?
Nobs: Ada, please give me a minute, I’ll come and meet you.
As I shut the door, Shirls who had a feeling she was still there waiting, immediately took advantage of it; got undressed and pulled me back to bed. Just one touch and she started moaning.
She was moaning so loud that I felt embarrassed because I knew my sister and the entire house could hear her.
Work done, I was ready to go talk with Ada. On opening the door, Ada was by the door leading to the stairway with her bag and my sister trying to make her stay.
I thought the night was drama but I was wrong.
It was a few minutes to 9am,with no movement still and all my neighbours at home.
I was confused and I did the first thing that came to my mind…