Friday, 27 February 2015

SINCERELY Q: RIDE ON PASTOR



“I sincerely lay no claims to being more knowledgeable than anyone, for these are merely my perceptions about life and they are opened to debate and criticisms -please feel free to anytime. However I do believe I know better than I knew yesterday and many years before. The sincere purpose thus, is to be able to share my own thoughts and conceptions with the world in hopes that I would be able to bless and inspire someone out there and the world would be able to do the same for me; for knowledge is tyrannical unless it is shared. Enjoy!”


The church was exhilarating. I mean, people were literally on the edge of their seats with fingers up in the air for questions. The service was one that should have been very exciting for me but I was just there, sitting on the pew lost in my own thoughts because I could barely understand what the preacher was saying. At this point I think it would be safe for you to call me that stony ground Jesus insisted was not fertile enough for the sower. I mean, there were a lot of reservations spiraling in my head and I’m like…

What the h... is this man preaching?

 “How do you expect your husband to treat you right when all you do all day is sit in Mama Carol’s shop and gossip about the one wrapper Mama Nkechi has been wearing almost every Sunday to the church?” the preacher man asked

“What is your business?” The man continued

There was a loud “Ehen!” from the women sitting at the other pew. The kind of “Ehen” that actually meant a solid agreement from obviously bereaved women who might have suffered in one way or the other from the female gossips in the church.

“How does it concern you?” the preacher asked again.

“Oohoo!!” the men answered thankful that the pastor was finally speaking their minds.

The youths sitting beside me were roaring in laughter until the preacher suddenly turned his gaze at them and exclaimed….

“Fornication!” he announced pacing backwards towards the pulpit. The heads that had been rolling here and there in laughter had suddenly ceased movements and they were now bowed in shame and discomfort.

“Even the bible insists that when you look lustfully at a woman, you have already fornicated o. In short, wink and your next bus-stop is hell fire. God gave us a very simple instruction…Flee from fornication!” The preacher hit his bible so violently that pieces of it flew off from the pulpit stand.

 “The bible did not say He said you should even start telling the devil how spiritual you are o, it said ‘flee!’ As in, vamoose!” he continued ignoring our gazes on the pieces of torn bible passages on the floor.

“Now to turn to your neighbor and say “Neighbor?” he instructed.

The church repeated loudly as everyone turned to the persons next to them in a single chorus,

“Neighbor?”

“Vamoose!” the pastor exclaimed loudly and of course the church chorused…“Vamoose!”

At that moment, I could not stop myself from laughing. I realized suddenly why I had been lost in thoughts instead of being in the “spirit”- clapping, jumping and answering ‘ride on pastor” like my fellow sisters in the lord were doing all morning. I could also see why I wasn’t even listening for the Rhema as my fellow spiritual brethren would say. But couldn’t anyone at least see how faulty the sermon was going? It was becoming more of a comedy show than what it was supposed to be- a moment of deep contemplation and sobriety. I remembered a songwriter once saying that she was never really delighted to have a standing ovation after her performance. To her, it meant all she did was put up a good show which is never her intent. It was only when there was a sudden silence and many sniffs afterwards that she knew that the messages in her songs were carrying out their desired effects.  But then, I was not a song writer na, deacon or even a ghen ghen believer to even dare interrupt the man of God. What was I supposed to say...

“Eh pastor, your message na comedy show? Or
"no, pastor, eh you are not supposed to preach like this o...

 Ha! No o! God did not anoint me to preach abeg…so what do I know?, I quietly shegbakpoed to one side and kept my thoughts to myself.

“Dating in church?” Please can anyone show me in the bible where it is written that you are free to look at a sister lustfully and then be toasting her here in the church?” that was the pastor’s reply to a question asked by a young dude five seats away. The dude’s brows had burrowed in confusion as he stared unbelievably at the pastor. I’m sure he was wondering... “Na wa o! So we no fit track girl again?”

“It is not holy” the preacher continued.

“Gbam!” the elders in the church answered and I shook my head for the hundredth time.

It’s saddened to know that these sermons still happen in some churches where it is insisted that relationships, love and dating should be kept outside of the church which unfortunately is misread by youths to mean that God hates relationships, that God hates the idea of boyfriend and girlfriend, and that God hates the idea of two people in love.

It reminded me of a couple in the church way back when I was in the university. The church had found out that they were dating and were given a month’s suspension. The lady who was the lead singer of the choir eventually quitted the church but the dude, an evangelist was made to sit at the back of the church throughout the one month suspension. So does this mean that God frowns when two of his precious children see each other compatible, fall in love and want a working relationship? Even the mention of the words ‘boyfriend’ and ‘girlfriend’ alone is enough for a preacher to look you from head to toe and ask for a deliverance session for you. Wooh! They must cast out that demon of fornication from your life o. I mean it is sad to say that there are only few churches that recognize that these things are out there; that feelings are real, that love exists and that relationships happen. These holy and thou preachers make it seem like God is not interested in our love lives and then you find we the youths, going out  there believing these lies and then failing repeatedly when it comes to relationships.

Now, it is no news that sex alias 'fornication' in this case is one of the reasons churches prohibit relationships. Pardon me…It might even be the sole reason for all we know, although I stand to be corrected. They prefer a brother writing to the church authority about his intentions to ‘marry’ sister Bisi and not to date her. In short, the word “date” sef has an orthodox definition to mean ‘sex in disguise”. And believe me, in the heart of hearts of that dude eh, na date he mean o…

“Youths have fire in their blood, it is almost impossible for them to abstain if they are encouraged to have relationships” a preacher once lamented to me in his defense. But then, how many virgins do we have in churches today? Are these boys and girls not the same individuals who listen to “Thou shall not fornicate” in almost every sermon? Didn’t they hear the words? "Don't they hear them?”

“It is Satan o. The devil is a very tricky somebody!” was the preacher’s answer. “He takes the seed out of their hearts so they go back the same way they came”

True, I agree but not in most cases. In most cases, the devil has little or nothing to do about anything. It is the misinformed messages that do more harm than good. The simple negligence and misinterpretation of God’s words that are doing more of the havoc of keeping youths away from God because our preachers forget that relationship in itself is one of the major facets in the life of a youth. Ignore it or get it wrong, you’ve ruined almost everything.

I also agree totally that the devil moves about like a roaring lion seeking for whom to destroy but have we tried encouraging youths to imbibe spirituality in their relationships? Have we considered encouraging them to seek God’s opinion about whoever they want to go into relationships with?

I was chatting with a friend one day and I asked her after she finished gisting me about some dude she met and liked, and her contemplation about going into a relationship with him.

“Oh that’s great…have you told God about it?” I asked her and this was her reply…

“God? how? How does it concern God?”

See my point?

It is this negligence that makes us move from one relationship to another. Now pardon me, I’m not saying it is so for all relationships. But think deep about it; has any relationship that has been built and founded in God ever failed? I’m not saying there aren’t some trying times. It is impossible to get to know a person without hitting roadblocks on the way. What I’m saying however is letting Him into your heart to rule as Lord. It will make Him guide you and prevent you from unnecessary emotional investment, where you fall in love with someone and in the end find out they were wrong for you. Abi I lie? Aren’t there some relationships you must have gone into and wished you had more insight about it before you did? Well that’s what God does. He gives clues.

He isn’t just only interested in your finances, education, family, job, health and all – Every time we cry out “God help my family, help my business, prosper my ways, heal my body, but have we ever said “God, I met a girl/boy today that I think I like…is he/she right for me? Does he or she fall in your plan for my life? - In truth, he is vastly interested in your love life as well. He wants to guide and protect your heart, making sure that you never lose sight of your purpose here on earth by unwanted distractions and heartbreaks because He knows just how important it is for you to stay happy and be in love. So, He gives protection and stability.

Even in the issue of attraction and sex, He provides insight, wisdom and strength on how to waive it off till marriage. Now, I’m sure I’m making it sound easy….

“Q, you don’t know what conji is, that is why you are talking like this”
And there is “Sex eh is like food o…if you don’t eat, how do you expect to survive?
And there are also “Q, it’s just not easy abeg…forget that thing!”

And I agree. Abstaining from sex is like seeing iced bottle of coke on a sunny day and drinking hot water. Believe me, I’ve seen conji first hand and it is not a funny something... but that is where God comes in.

“But the comforter which is the Holy Ghost whom the father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you”. The ‘alls’ are emphasized because all is exactly what it means and that includes sex and attraction.

God is terribly certain in the matters of the heart. At first, it may even seem silly…

God? How could He possibly know? He is God na, how can He know what I’m feeling? Is it not our feelings and emotions that make us human and not gods? But I usually say, it is the God in us that makes us humans with emotions. God himself is love.

But these preachers make Him sound like one kind political dictator or bureaucrat sef that is incapable of emotions. Go through the whole passages of the bible, you will find God’s feelings spilling from one page to another. So believe me when I say He knows precisely what feelings are…Yes, because He put them there Himself in the first place. He knows them better than anyone else for we were all created in His own image and likeness.

I still couldn't understand what the preacher was saying but I guess everyone has their own understanding and way of communicating, hence the sermon...So i adjusted myself again on my seat and finally screamed....

"Ride on, pastor!"


Written by Iwediokpulu Quincy

Thursday, 26 February 2015

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE QUEEN: APPRECIATION


So it was my birthday yesterday ....3days ago I woke up and I thought it was my birthday...lolzz because goodwill messages and prayers started coming 2days earlier. I feel so loved, honoured and humbled. 

I'm thankful I'm a christian and God's Love child
I'm thankful I was born into my family
I'm thankful for my siblings, dear friends, customers and secret admirers *wink*
I'm also thankful I have you to read this.





It's time for Greater Heights

Words are not enough to say my profound gratitude to you. I am mesmerized and flabbergasted by your show of love towards me. Thank you for the celebration, calls, gifts, messages, my pics on your dp and most importantly Words of Prophecies. If you skipped my birthday, don't worry, I know it was never intentional and that you love me deep down. It's my desire that my God will supply all your needs according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus. I love you all big. 
God bless you, and remain on top😍😘😇
Royalty🌹


Birthday treat from my soul-sisters and celebration from LCC 3A choir

You can celebrate my birthday also by downloading my debut single *All*, if you don't have it already. Please click HERE to do so. Enjoy


Monday, 23 February 2015

WIFE KILLS HUSBAND ON VALENTINE'S DAY


Valentine's Day Tragedy

Residents of Adefowope Street, off Beach Road, Etegbin, in the Otto Awori Local Council Development Area of Lagos are divided over the reasons that could have made a woman to push her husband from the balcony of a one-storey building on Valentine’s Day.It was gathered that the incident, which happened in the community, had left neighbours and residents at loss over what might have actually transpired. It was learnt that the woman, identified as Onyinyechi, in anger pushed her husband, George, from the storey building, leading to the husband’s death.

While some residents claimed that Onyinyechi, who was a teacher in a private school in the area, was angry that her husband did not give her a Valentine’s treat on a day when most lovers made out time to celebrate each other, other residents said the couple was quarrelling over a monetary issue before the incident. A man, who claimed to be a close friend of the deceased, however, insisted that the cause of the couple’s misunderstanding bordered on plans for Valentine’s Day. Speaking on the condition of anonymity, he said, “George returned home in the evening of Valentine’s Day, a time the wife felt was already too late to go for an outing. She got angry and it resulted in a fight.


”Another source, who also claimed to have a close relationship with the family, however, said the cause of the fight was monetary issue.He said, “A family friend had given George money to give to his wife as gift for their newborn baby. George did not only keep the money to himself, he also did not tell his wife about it. Onyinyechi later met the man, who asked her if she got the gift he sent through her husband. She was not only surprised, but furious that George could keep such a thing from her. It was in the process of asking him about it on the evening of Valentine’s Day that the fight started.

”A neighbour, who also spoke to our correspondent on the condition of anonymity, explained that the incident happened around 4pm on Valentine’s Day.She said, “On Saturday, at about 4pm, my daughter rushed inside my apartment where I was sleeping to wake me up that Iyawo (Onyinyechi) and her husband were fighting upstairs.“As she was still explaining to me, I heard a sound of something falling. I rushed out only to discover that it was my neighbour, George. I started screaming for help and other neighbours rushed in to assist me. We got a tricycle and rushed him to a hospital.
“The wife, however, remained upstairs in her apartment. She didn’t bother to come down to assist us, despite the fact that her seven-month-old daughter was downstairs playing with my children. 

George was certified dead at the hospital and we couldn’t take him to the mortuary without his family’s consent, so, we brought him back home and called his family members.
”Another neighbour, who identified herself as Mama Ifeoma, who was part of the people that took George to the hospital, said the doctor discovered a cut in his head. She said the doctor explained that the injury could be as a result of an object that must have been used to hit him on the head. She said, “The doctor told us that George must have been dead before he was pushed down from the balcony.

”When our correspondent sought Onyinyechi’s comment on the issue, it was discovered that she had traveled to her home town in Nnewi, Anambra State with her daughter.The Lagos State Police Public Relations Officer, DSP Kenneth Nwosu, has yet to respond to enquiries on the incident as of the time of this report.

Culled from Puch

Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Chris Attoh and Damilola Adegbite Finally Says I Do (Photo)


Lifestyle

Sometime ago during one of the wedding announcer edition, I broke the news about Tinsel co-stars; Chris Attoh and Damilola Adegbite's engagement (HERE) and supposed April 12th 2014 marriage date.
Finally they tied the knots in a close-knit romantic ceremony in Ghana, on Valentine's day 2015. The couple have a child together and the bride has taken to instagram to share her joy. We too are happy for them.









Congratulations to the newly weds

NEWLY WED HUSBAND BEATS UP WIFE ON WEDDING NIGHT



Weird wedding news

A bride was brutally beaten by her husband on their wedding night because he couldn't undo her dress. Amy Dawson was pinned to the floor by Gavin Golightly just hours after tying the knot in a romantic ceremony in County Durham in August. The 22-year-old had asked her new husband for help getting out of the white dress she was wearing when he launched the violent attack. Golightly, 29, said he was under the influence of drugs and could not remember the incident but pleaded guilty to assault at Peterlee Magistrates Court.


Miss Dawson, who shares a child with the man, said the attack was so severe she thought it would kill her. 'When he lashed out on me on my wedding night I thought I was going to die. I was terrified. 'He looked like he was going to kill me.'Eventually, I escaped and found a hotel porter, who called the police.'It was such a lovely day, and I was devastated it ended the way it did. It was a huge celebration full of friends and family, and I thought it would have been the fresh start we needed. 'The defendant then tried to undo Ms Dawson’s dress. She received a crochet (to undo the dress with), but the defendant then refused to undo his new wife’s dress.'The defendant then jumped up from his chair, approached Ms Dawson and pushed her over.'He then sat on top of her and started punching her with clenched fists. He then got up and left the room. It appears that the defendant then came back to the room.'The defendant said he has no recollection of the event, adding that he must have had his drink spiked.'He remembers waking up in a hotel room and said he does not get angry when he takes drugs.'Ms Dawson had a cut above her left eyebrow and some bruises to her face and chest area.Golightly from Sunderland, pleaded guilty to assault causing actual bodily harm at a court hearing last month.He was given a 12 month community order and a restraining order preventing him from contacting his wife. Ms Dawson has slammed the sentence as too lenient. 'The community order was far too soft. The restraining order is the only thing keeping me strong. He means nothing to me now.' Chairman of the bench Paul Elliott, told Golightly: 'You do know that when your custody report was asked for, custody was an option because this was a serious assault.'But your early guilty plea and mitigation mean that we will give you a 24-month community order with the requirement of supervision.' He was also ordered to pay £200 in compensation to her, £85 costs and a £60 victim surcharge.

Culled from Daily Mail

RB AFS:Great Men Also Wear African Prints With Swag Vol. 23

Heyy so it's still the beginning of a new week, I'm sure you saw lots of people looking all formal and contemporary...it's also time to see people on African print here on RB AFS.

Great men are not only those on suit, tie and a pocket square as most pictures often portrays. Great men also rock African prints with class, style, integrity and ofcourse swag.
















Last time on Royalty Blog, African Fashion and Style.
Photo credit: Khlore Couture & BGM Clothings


Do yo have fantastic African attire photos that fits to feature on our next edition? Then share with me on royalinzoe@gmail.com, I hope to post yours next week. *Wink*at 05:26

Friday, 13 February 2015

WINDOW SHOPPING - BRIDAL JEWELLERY


TGIF! Where are my brides-to-be, it's another window shopping weekend and we are heading to the jewelries
 section. See fabulous bridal jewellery for your special day and like always feel free to indicate your preference.













SINCERELY Q- I ROBOT




“I sincerely lay no claims to being more knowledgeable than anyone, for these are merely my perceptions about life and they are opened to debate and criticisms -please feel free to anytime. However I do believe I know better than I knew yesterday and many years before. The sincere purpose thus, is to be able to share my own thoughts and conceptions with the world in hopes that I would be able to bless and inspire someone out there and the world would be able to do the same for me; for knowledge is tyrannical unless it is shared. Enjoy!”

Hehehehe, I think I already know what’s going through your mind now if you are a  movie freak like me ….so nah, this is not a movie script of Will Smith partnering up with a talking robot to save the world o…but thinking about it now, that wouldn’t be such a bad idea, you know,….saving the world!…..heehehehe.
 Actually, I’ve been spiraling on how to begin this note…what exactly to write. You see, the thought is right there on my finger tip…I’m just ehemmm…looking for the right words to use….Arghhhh!!!!!! Okay I think I should rather begin with what happened.
 So it was a chilly day and I was at the office…less busy and surfing aimlessly on Facebook or whatever site was catching my interest at that moment, when I  noticed a pop up message on my facebook page from Mr This and That.

 “Hey Q” he began
 “Hi dearie” I replied “Whatsup?”
 “Please can you swing by my place this weekend, I need your advice on something” … He typed on
 “Ok” I responded and in my mind, it was like I had already gone to Pluto and Mars wondering what Mr this and that wanted my advice on because hey, this dude was like several years older than me and believe me, there was never an encounter with him that he failed to remind me of that: you know how old i am?..smallie like you.. when were you even born sef?... when we started doing things like that, they never even conceive the idea to born you sef...Old man like me?...shits like that. So what could possibly be the ish? I wondered warily. But then, I took a deep breath and reminded myself babe relax jor, go and advise your friend jare! …even though in my bones, it felt like a very bad idea.
 So weekend came by, and I swung by. He had a nice apartment, but it was in a grave mess and being a perfectionist that I unfortunately am, I volunteered to help clean it up…Eh it is not a bad thing to help a friend na, so I put on my “good girl swag on”, carried broom and began to sweep. After I was done, I sat quietly and waited for Mr this and that to begin his gist and he gave me a brief history of his relationship. In my good girl mind, I felt privileged…
 Ehen, so...Mr this and that is opening up to me like this….Chai!.. In that mind, I was already sipping coke, feeling like one ghen ghen person as I listened to my elder tell his dilemma. I still couldn’t believe he wanted my advice.
After his narration, I cleared my throat like one monthly paid lecturer and asked a few questions about the situation and Mr this and that proffered an answer which I nodded to in full understanding…Okay this was what I thought about the situation and I told him, but to my greatest surprise…Mr this and that begin insult me o.
“Eh you cannot use your own situation to compare mine…See it is not a new thing that you act like a robot…as if you are not human at all. Aha! What is your problem sef? The fact that you see it that way doesn’t mean it is what it is”.

 I scratched my head and turned around to see if there was some other person behind me that he was talking to but when I couldn’t see anyone, because we were obviously the only two persons in the house, in my mind I went like…..
 Eeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!! See me see trouble o! Which one be the fact that I see things that way...doesn’t mean that they are what it is…Wooh! No b my advice you say you want? I halla-ed in my mind…but I sat there with mouth opened and tried to be patient.
“Look here Q…your situation isn’t the same as mine”
"I know that” I said calmly,
“I was simply using it as an instance” I lamented trying to defend myself.
“Mscheww!!!!!” he sighed.
“Oya sorry, no vex” I apologized as I stood up to leave. Eh, no be me carry myself come? Toh! It is only me that walka come o!
 “You are leaving?” he asked looking confused.
 “Ehen na” I said as I quietly picked up my purse o. Eh you know say, when you are no longer welcomed, you don’t need anybody to tell you. I got up quietly, straightened down my skirt and left but on my way home…I wept eh. I could not understand why a close buddy of mine would even for a moment compare me to a robot, I mean a robot o…Machinery kpa kpa!…those metal robotic things wey them construct to be doing manual work o…. Is that what I seem to everyone? I began to wonder.

 When I started this platform, it occurred to me that when people read stuffs like this, sensitive issues like relationship, marriage,…the written words seem so easy…so unattached like “tah! What does she know? How could she possibly know what I’m going through”  and there is “Eh na who wear shoe know where dey pain am” and there are “no two situations can be the same” True, true, true and true but the fact is, eighty percent of the time when we write these stuffs, they are usually situations we’ve experienced ourselves. It doesn’t mean we have never cried about it, or even hit our heads on the walls about it...It just simply means we’ve learnt from it and we are more objective about it than you who is experiencing it.
 Okay, take for instance, you are advising a person. At that point, you don’t really feel  the pain that person is going through, you can only relate to it, because you might have gone through something similar before but for you, the pain is no longer there, only the lesson, which unfortunately is all you can share. But the person seeking your opinion in most cases, isn’t truly interested in your advice… what actually they want is for you to share that pain with them which unfortunately you cannot share and there is the sudden transfer of aggression.

Honestly, I thought that would be the last time I would hear such a thing but I was wrong….

I met a dude. Ehmm, he was the perfect image of the kind of man any woman would want- Cute, older, classy, obviously intelligent, well to do, got a thriving business, would be relocating to Abuja in a month’s time- Everything seemed heavenly…until it hit me…

”Wooh! na kpokus oga want o!. For the benefit of those who don’t know what kpokus is, it means just sex. The dude just wanted a girl he would pass the time with throughout his stay in Abuja. Believe me, in this my age I have met different facets of men…In short I could write a whole dictionary of the different kind of men I have met but that’s some gist for another day….

So when I learnt what Oga wanted, I patiently made it clear to him that I was too decent and principled for that kind of lifestyle and the next response I got was…

“Q, you are too principled….what? Don’t you have feelings at all…Must you control every situation? Can’t you just let things flow…what is it?”

Oh boy! I shock! If you see the way I was holding my phone eh…You will think I had just seen Dracula himself shooting out his head to come and suck my blood.

“Ehhhhhhhhhh!” was what I thought….because I know what I want? Is it now a bad thing for a person to know what he or she wants?

It’s really unfortunate that a lot of women have let down their principles and values that a lot of men don’t seem to get it when they meet women with principles… They don’t understand it…In short, they don’t get it at all As in e dey be like slow motion trick for their eyes. Someone even went as far as to say “eh perhaps that is why she is still unmarried sef”hmmm maybe…but I will be damned if I let down my principles for anybody simply because they don’t get it. I believe that everyone in life was created for a purpose and I am of the opinion that when marriage comes, it will truly be a blessing for me and not some necessity but this doesn’t mean in any way that I am less human than anyone. I too have feelings, emotions, fears…I have had my own share of back-stabbings and betrayals and heartbreaks. I too have made thousands of mistakes but then I’ve also come to see the beauty of life, the joy of having someone to love….the relief to know that you are not just a passing phase in life…But that you are truly making an impact in the world in your own little way…I mean what could be more greater than that?. The fact that I choose to be optimist in all situations doesn’t mean I do not see the fear in them…

So in truth…I am not a robot at all…I’m really just like you…totally human and impossibly flawless.

SINCERELY Q: LAZY DATERS


I sincerely lay no claims to being more knowledgeable than anyone, for these are merely my perceptions about life and they are opened to debate and criticisms -please feel free to anytime. However I do believe I know better than I knew yesterday and many years before. The sincere purpose thus, is to be able to share my own thoughts and conceptions with the world in hopes that I would be able to bless and inspire someone out there and the world would be able to do the same for me; for knowledge is tyrannical unless it is shared. Enjoy!”

So I’m sitting jejely on my bed and idly going through my phone gallery to decide which photo I want to use as a display picture on BBM. All through the day, I have changed my display picture like seven times already. I’m usually never satisfied leaving one photo on display all day except of course it’s a friend’s birthday and I just have to give them that day(still, even before the end of the day, my body starts  itching me to change it)…don’t ask me why…I just don’t know. I guess I like showing off sha.

Anyway, back to the gist. So I’m there and I hear the famous BBM tone indicating that I have received a message, so I maneuvered myself into my bbm chat menu only to find the words “PLEASE MARRY ME” dancing around from someone’s chat window. At first, I stared at it perplexed…thinking probably that person had mistakenly typed into my chat window. The message just has to be for someone else na, so I typed back “Wrong window...please retract”. The response I got next made me wonder if the person was as idly drunk as I was or was just looking for someone’s leg to pull.

So I asked him… “Oga…no vex…are you serious or are you just pulling my legs?”

He replied saying “of course not”…that he was serious. “Q...let’s get married na”

“On bbm?” I asked still perplexed.

“I want you to be my wife and the mother of my unborn kids”, he continued oblivious to the offense he had just committed.

“Wait! You are asking me this on BBM?’ I asked again, unable to believe that this was happening again.. …

In my mind, i'm like shit! Social media has turned our men into lazy daters o. There is no sacredness involved again…at all …at all

“Yes na” he answered and I placed my hands on my head exclaiming…

“I don suffer” as I roared into laughter.

This of course hasn’t been the first online proposal I’ve seen or received. In short, I’ve seen and gotten lots on different social media and I’m tempted to say yea, they are all spams but majority of them are from people I know personally and unfortunately, they were serious each time they made such ridiculous proposals online.  Worse, they expected me to go…

“Oh my God! He proposed to me…Oh my God! He proposed!” and then jump around my bedroom like I had won a lottery. So today, I walked up to my mirror and I looked at myself sternly again, this time, from head to toe. Probably there is a ‘mumu’ sign somewhere on my body that I didn’t know was there. I searched but I found nothing.

Call me old school but even though relationships should never be one sided, when it comes down to wooing…it is o. In this part of our world, it is the man’s propensity to woo and win over a woman’s heart…not the other way around. I read once in an article that just as the woman’s curse is to suffer pain in childbirth so is the man’s curse to work hard for whatever he gets and that includes a spouse. The harder he works for it…the more he cherishes it and does not take it for granted. So how do you expect a lady to take you seriously when all you do is ping her on bbm, whatsapp, facebook, badoo or whatever social media platform you both are patronizing. You replace phone calls for pings, visits for smileys, picnics for photo exchange and dates for sex chats and also make no other physical demonstration to prove to her how serious your intentions are. You want her to be the one to call you before she goes to bed, you want her to be the one to take the trips down to come spend the weekend with you, you want her to be the one to do all that you are supposed to be doing. Eh afterall, you are the one who needs to work and earn all the money.. You dont have the time...so all you do is chat, and call and text and tweet and post and tag.....Na wa o! I'm not saying the women don't have a role to play...far from it...Infact it is meant to be a twoway street. play your part and let her play hers. But then courtesy demands that when it comes to serious issues like love, proposal, heartfelt moments, put aside ur work for one night and do it properly...not online...Geezs!

Take the oga that just asked me for my hand in marriage online. He'd been asking me out since God knows when and I didn’t find him likeable then and I was supposed to now…because he wants to marry me on bbm?

Okay let’s say I say yes…what then? Will the wedding happen on bbm? Will our residence be on social media residence in Ikorodu or Garki here in Abuja? Will our children have their names as BBM, BADOO or Whatsapp? because truthfully, I really do not understand o.  The mere fact that he could not even extend the courtesy of sitting me down face to face to ask...said alot more about his person... which was just crap, crap, crap and crap!

It is already sad to know that couples rarely call themselves anymore because there is always BBM or WHATSAPP na, why waste money on calls. “Abeg na to just send her/him message jare”. Some even go as far as saying “after all, I spent two thousand naira to three thousand naira on subscription every month-that is for those using Android- or one thousand, five hundred naira for those using Black berry. Wooh! that should cover all the phone and text messages expenses jare”. There are even some, despite how urgent a message seems, rely on you to have subscribed your phone. They don’t care whether you have the means o. They will simply just type the message and then wait till they’ve seen the big “R” beside the said message instead of just calling. Oh how the value of a phone call has diminished significantly…God help us all!

Personally, I have no problem whatsoever with social media. As a matter of fact, they are extremely good for business- the ease of transaction with a click of a button. There are so many amazing apps that help one stay abreast of the changes in the world. There is even an app on my phone that helps me keep record of my period sef but that aside, are we supposed to substitute these for a beautiful dinner or a remarkable outing with friends and with people we love? It was a few days ago a friend of mine insisted that she could stake her life that love doesn’t exist anymore.


Friday, 6 February 2015

SINCERELY Q: LAZY DATERS 2.


“I sincerely lay no claims to being more knowledgeable than anyone, for these are merely my perceptions about life and they are opened to debate and criticisms -please feel free to anytime. However I do believe I know better than I knew yesterday and many years before. The sincere purpose thus, is to be able to share my own thoughts and conceptions with the world in hopes that I would be able to bless and inspire someone out there and the world would be able to do the same for me; for knowledge is tyrannical unless it is shared. Enjoy!”

Hello everyone...so we started talking about LAZY DATERS Last week and already I'd seen funny and interesting opinions..do share here also so others can learn via this platform. Okay back to the matter...remember I told you these things have eaten so deep into society that a friend of mine insisted that she could stake her life that love doesn't exist anymore.
“I sincerely lay no claims to being more knowledgeable than anyone, for these are merely my perceptions about life and they are opened to debate and criticisms -please feel free to anytime. However I do believe I know better than I knew yesterday and many years before. The sincere purpose thus, is to be able to share my own thoughts and conceptions with the world in hopes that I would be able to bless and inspire someone out there and the world would be able to do the same for me; for knowledge is tyrannical unless it is shared. Enjoy!”
“In fact, My mother told me that she saw love in a train station heading back to where it came from. I got tired of the world jare”. The essence of it, she insisted, was long gone and I was tempted to agree. Our parents’ generations no matter how backward and uncivilized it might have seemed had more love gardens than we do now. Back then, they had to queue up in line just to post letters to their spouses across the Atlantic Ocean (that is for those who were wealthy enough to travel out of the country), because they didn’t have emails. I could also remember that when I was little, my mum had to go two streets away from our house at a précised date and time just to receive a phone call from my dad because then, Sim cards were excessively expensive. The transport services had more customers on weekends, because you could find a lot of young people buying tickets to go see their loved ones. This was a time that Facebook didn’t even exist, the inventor of black berry messenger or Whatsapp hadn’t even conceived the idea. In as much as these social media were meant to make life easier, there are some facts in life that requires steady hard work and commitment. Facts like love, family…friendship.

There was this other time I suffered at the hand of a lazy dater. It was Independence Day and we were out on a date. Previously, we had talked immensely about how fun our date was going to be blah blah blah. In short, when he picked me up and I had strapped in my seat belt, I was enthusiastic that this was going to be one of the best dates I’d ever had but to my utmost dismay, all through the fifteen minutes’ drive to the cinema, my date had answered like seven calls in total and had received twenty pings even while driving. "Offense number one". When we arrived at the cinema and had purchased our tickets, it turned out that we had nothing but more time to kill, because the movie was to be aired an hour later. One would expect that this would create a convenient time for us to get to know each other better but then my date’s phone rang out again and he was lost in a corner answering the call which took about twenty minutes. By the time he returned, I had jotted it down in my mind as offense number two but then, I’m a good girl now….I should not hold grudges, Haba Christian like me?…so I shoved my disappointment to one side and tried to start up a conversation. I started by asking him questions about himself but noticed that every time he replied, his eyes were glued to his phone and he would chuckle even when I didn’t even try to crack a joke. For a moment, I began to doubt myself. Wait, am I this boring? But none of the daters I’ve been with had ever complained about me being boring na, I had to remind myself. So I excused myself to the convenience but by the time I returned, Mr Date had gotten lost in his phone-chatting away on BBM this time-that he didn’t even notice when I returned, sat at the seat opposite him and turned on my phone. The next few minutes were about Temple run for me. I played and played until I beat my last score... Haba Wetin? na you sabi phone pass?

So let’s think about it for a moment, would you expect me to want to go on a date with such a person again even if he was the last man on earth? Even if I was boring, I deserved at least the simple courtesy of keeping your phone away for that evening... It wouldn’t have hurt, would it? I really don’t know but like the famous English proverb would say “Too much of everything is bad”. Don’t let the things that are meant to be good to you rob you off of what love and life is truly meant to be. Don’t substitute them for what’s more important because Love itself is like a seed that requires the effort of the sower to help it germinate. For Love may not be all about hard work but it is mostly about sacrifice…………

Monday, 2 February 2015

RB AFS- Bold and Elaborate..Vol. 22


African Fashion is Bold, African fashion is elaborate. All you needs is one with style to wear it in style and class.
See previous volume HERE
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