Sunday, November 9, 2008

True Interpretations

He who lives in a glass house, na im pepe rest.
A stitch intime, dey prevent further tear tear.
Birds of the same feather, na the same mama born dem.
One goodturn, na correct power steering be that.
A bird inhand, na barbeque.
Half bread, is better than buns.
Journey of a thousand miles, ol’boy carry your car go o
He who laughs last, na mumu. Why im no catch the joke at the first time and laugh when others dey laugh?
The patient dog, na hunger go kill am.
All work and no play, na banker be dat
All play and no work, abeg na real life be dat. Afterall, u no see as u dey happy wen dem declare hoilday.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Questions Before Marrying

  • Have we discussed whether or not to have children, and if the answer is yes, who is going to be the primary care giver?
  • Do we have a clear idea of each other’s financial obligations and goals, and do our ideas about spending and saving mesh?
  • Have we discussed our expectations for how the household will be maintained, and are we in agreement on who will manage the chores?
  • Have we fully disclosed our health histories, both physical and mental?
  • Is my partner affectionate to the degree that I expect?
  • Can we comfortably and openly discuss our sexual needs, preferences and fears?
  • Will there be a television in the bedroom?
  • Do we truly listen to each other and fairly consider one another’s ideas and complaints?
  • Have we reached a clear understanding of each other’s spiritual beliefs and needs, and have we discussed when and how our children will be exposed to religious/moral education?
  • Do we like and respect each other’s friends?
  • Do we value and respect each other’s parents, and is either of us concerned about whether the parents will interfere with the relationship?
  • What does my family do that annoys you?
  • Are there some things that you and I are NOT prepared to give up in the marriage?
  • If one of us were to be offered a career opportunity in a location far from the other’s family, are we prepared to move?
  • Does each of us feel fully confident in the other’s commitment to the marriage and believe that the bond can survive whatever challenges we may face?

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Dear Nkem (My own)

I sat for plenty minutes wondering how best to say what I had to say. I knew it had to be simple, yet go straight to your heart. I knew I would probably get all teary before I was through. But the most important thing I wanted to achieve was try as much as possible to make you see how much you have changed me.

I once gave up in love. Twas like saying goodbye beneath blue skies and a vibrant rainbow. I moved away from its protective embrace, and hoped I could continue life living in a grey world. I began walking alone. I was surrounded by with people, yet was so alone. All I had was emptiness inside me. But in every face and flower I walked by, I yearned for something. I never could understand what it was. I now know I yearned for you. With you, I know I have reached the end of that unconscious journey I embarked upon. With you, I know I have found my way home. In your heart. To stay. For your love has formed me. You have enslaved me. You should know that. I always hear your sweet voice in everything around me. I come close to tears when I remember how in love I am with you.

Because of you, I have begun to ask questions about love. What is love?? What defines love? What language does love speak?
Some speak love with wine and roses. Others with gifts or dates. Yet others speak of love as trust. But no matter what, the emotion beneath the word love is tangible, demonstrable and sincere. So, when I speak of love, I speak of you.
I speak of your heart.
I speak of the way you look at me.
I speak of the things you say to me.
I speak of the bond between our hearts.
I speak of the psychic connection between us.
I speak of your eyes. Clear emotions. Never leaving my face. Speaking a thousand words.
I speak of your lips. Soft. A taste of heaven.
I speak of your skin. Smooth. Perfumed. I always want to touch you.
I speak of your smile. Even now, the thought makes me nostalgic.

Are all all this too strong?? Am I being too open?? But this is me. How I fill about you. How I see you. This is how I love you, in countable ways. To the depth, breadth and height my soul can reach, I love you.
Candidly,I love you.
Thoroughly, I love you,
Completely, I love you
Passionately, I love you,.
I love you with every emotion of my life.
I love you with a love I thought id lost forever.
And if God choose, I shall but love you better after death.

Out of my love has grown such respect and adoration for you. Promises even. Promises of always loving you. Of always listening to you,. Of always putting you in my decisions. Best of al, of waiting for you in the life after.

Love is no fairytale, no need deceiving ourselves. But I want to ride that storm with you, go through the problems attached. Best of all, I want to make up with you, hold hands wit you,then fondly look back and see how stronger we are for riding that storm.

I now have new found respect for your lips. I never felt anything so soft!
I love your beautiful face. I so wish I could paint.
I love your stomach. So flat. So kissable. Made for me to run my hands over and over again.
Your neck. Need I say more??All d bites testify:-)
Your eyes. Haunting. Following me everywhere. The right colour.

Probably this wasn't what you bargained for. Don't let it scare you. I only want you to know how intensely I love you. More than I can say. You have become an intense part of my life. I wonder how we lived apart all this while.

'My own', I love you. I love you like I have loved no other person in my life. I am glad its you I love, my complete part. With al d right 'requirements' in place. Great conversations, right laughter, seductive smile, wonderful endearments, wonderful body:-). You are so the right person for me.

Like rightly said in Songs of Solomon:
"Your graceful legs are are like jewels, the works of a craftsman hands.
Your navel is like a rounded goblet, that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of gazelles
Your neck is like an ivory tower
Your eyes are like d pools of Heshbon
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel
Ur hair is like royal tapestry
The fragrance of your mouth like apples
And your breath like the best wines
How beautiful you are, and how pleasing"
....Need I say more??My mind is at rest. I have found love.
Lo Tamo, Signora...