Ashes for Gold 2

The next thing I saw was myself on a hospital bed trying to grasp why I was there.I convinced the doctor to let me go home as I wasn't sick instead my sickness was a mental one which I tot I could handle.Everything reminded me of Ayomikun and the memories drove me crazy I couldn't close my eyes without going back to the times.As I sat in d kitchen waiting for my water to boil,I rembered how I lay under d lights and d doctors talkin to me as I drifted off bout how fast the procedure would be and how I would feel better after it.I can't believe I stupidly let Ayomi talk me into sex despite my very high morals and belief,I gave in to d pressure believing we were meant for each oda then consequently the abortion and eventually the infection which made me sterile and almost dead and how I cancelled my trip to the states even though I got a scholarship for my P.H.D he convinced me to stay back so we could plan our wedding.I was very depressed ivn my boss had to give me 4months off. I couldn't step out of my room for a long while as I basically lost the will to live ar have anytin to do with it.Everyone was worried about me as I drifted in and out of reality and my mom outdid herself getting me a therapist as my depression clouded the entire household.Everyguy I saw was a bitter reminder of how mean and evil men were and how terrible he treated me.My friend nimi invited me to worship with her church and I went cuz I was forced as I stared at the ceiling,I had a constricting in my chest region and I ran out which made them stare after me like I was possed.I drove widly until I got to a secluded point where I let out all my emotions begging God to take control and free me from the bondage I was in.I poured my heart to him and left with joy in my heart and my life took a great turn as I realised God has wonderful plans for my life.My phone beeped as my secetary came in with my nephew whom we fondly called Future husband whose hobby is chewing on my favourite jackie lipstick.As I bent down to pick him up,I felt something trickle down my legs and I realised my water had broken I screamed for my husband who was miles away on a meeting.I forgot to mention I got married to my soulmate Ten months ago and I am expecting a set of twins and presently he is on his way from the airport to meet me so we could give birth to our babies.Ayomikun came to my wedding with his very ugly wife bacause I insisted he did so I could show off my very handsome man to him.Plus his wife is quite ugly doe*Evil grin*God traded my ashes for Gold.

Ashes for Gold.part 1

I heard my alarm ring just as he was about to remove my hairclips.I kicked d alarm hugging my pillow harder and snuggling up to Cudlepuffs who was quite indiffrent to my touch I sought for the dream but it didn't return.After minutes of the fruitless search for my Prince charming in dream land,I jumped up remebering I had a classfor 9 and dashed to the bathrum.While rummaging through my bags for my lipstick which I always kept juss in case*winks*Future husband could show up any moment u knw,I heard the cold shriek of my fone as if it was in a slumber of its own.Angie was calling me to remind me of our meeting with the H.O.D,my office fecorators Blablabla,my mind was half way round the world as I cast my mind back to my past as I call him.The perfect hands,d beautiful smile and lips I could nibble on all day and d very calling eyes which promised beautiful adventures.I shook myself as I found my new jackie lippy on my bed.As I stepped out of the house,making a mental note of what we needed and who would buy what.I entered the class just as Tamilore annouced that my class couldn't hold because d department had a programme.My friend was outside my office With guilt gleaming in her eyes as we entered I understood her but all I could give was a smile assuring her I understand and it was okay.I have come this far and I won't regress to self pity and gloom.A world where my friends all complained,were jealous and insanely happy for me,where I had d love*so I tot*and my man was the best,the trips we went on and how much my parents liked him.I sat at that table rembering all I had lost and how I put my best into d 6 years relationship with Ayokunmi.the promises he made,everything I gave and neva got back.And all I got was a text three days to his wedding saying how sorry he was and how he wud have invited me but he feels I wouldn't be comfortable sitting there and how sorry he was but I was too good for him and he hoped I got a better man who knew my worth.

Round in my head

I remember back in secondary school when your idea of your life fufilment is getting into the university.We missed the growing up we were supposed to get then cuz we were luking forward to a better life in the university.It looked like it offered us the escape we all sought with no house mistress signin exeat card,and where u didn't nid permission to go out or do notin.I couldn't wait to paint my nails,try on lipstick,wear watever I liked and partied non stop.I remember crying back in jss2 cuz I had four long years to write WAEC even the way our parents went bout it,u'd think a life witout uni is a void one.I would see undagraduates and grow crimsome with jealousy thinking they have all d fun.Every memo filled was with fantasies of the fashionfilled,partyful,clubful,freedomful,perfectuni life, and of course fantasises bout the luv of your life whom u shud ve met in part1(dark,tall,handsome,teddyful,godfearin,very brilliant,)whom you will marry once u graduate and u live happily ever after.Even Nolly,Bolly and Hollywood didn't help matters as their version of university life lacked all that was important and true e.g uncomfortable lecture rums,how u'd realise u can't date ur mates,dat girls want a rich boy,all d fine boys are taken,how much results will break your heart,how mean lecturers cud be,how school is one big struggle,the randy lecturers,CGPA cud drive you crazy,and its d alpha and omega.Even the few dey focused on is highly exagerrated D party,(school is not one big party),d boys,d meeting(d odds r till you finish ur academic pursuits,u mite neva collide wit dat boy who will stop to help u pack ur books or ivn if u do,his girlfriend is probably waiting rite beside him).I felt I wud meet my Columbus Short type of guy buh it took me a year at home to realise they dnt make those kind of guys anymmre.I learnt my fantasies were juss reserved for my dreams or probably when writtin hollywood a moive script.One gud thing not included in my fantasies was d one tin I got a mended relationship with God.I persoally think I should sue the Woods for building my hopes and allowing dem dash witout any apologies.I ask all my secondary school chummies if uni was as they expected and all I got were huge NOs.I wonder why no one prepared us for the reality even our elder ones were busy chasing GP to explain what it really meant.As my school mates like to say to console demselves,Once you have been here,you can cope anywhere in the world.University is gradually coming to an end and all I gotten is girl drama,betrayals,strings of heart break especially from results and a gift I love very much which came in a very special way nd which has taught me patience,how to smile,wud neva allow me indulge in self pity and a very naughty tutorial.I guess life doesn't always roll the way we want but it would give us something totally out of the blues.and no matter how bitchy Uni mite seem,the world out there is waiting to spice it up.

I met him a virgin!!!!!

Read a pamphlet yesterday tagged"Do not open that gate".It was of course directed to young ladies citing reasons why they should abstain from sex till marriage.Makes me wonder why the girls always have to be the only ones to keep theirselves.It takes two to tango and in this case the man takes the lead and most times the pressuring.The boys are allowed to get away with thinking they are God's blessing to earth so it allows them the freedom to be promiscus while the girls should keep theirselves.Come to think of it,if guys appreciate a lady's body as much as they should,then there will be less pre marital sex around and less of sexually transmitted diseases..Like I told a very close friend a few days back'Dare to be the type of guy that every lady searches for,a kind that would be more interested in getting to know a lady not one whose primary purpose is to get in and out of her.As a mother,I would definitely teach my son(s) that sex is not all there is to a lady and they should be the kind of man whose wife would be proud to say"I am the first lady he slept with.he kept himself till our wedding night...Let our men dare to be diffrent

A better world

  .  . Imagine if you helped someone carry something or do something and he does not even offer a word of thanks or show gratitude at all. I would feel like putting my hands down his throat and pulling the"thank you" out or better still slap it out of him.You could try also to imagine a lady stepping on you and not offer a word of apology you would be so irritated and I would probably drag her by the clothes and demand my apologies.But the truth is that no matter how annoying this can be,we are all very guilty of this act.                                                                          .      Saying "Thank you",Yes please",Excuse me",and the ever soothing "I am sorry" goes a long way.No matter how common and archaic those words are they sooth the soul even faster and more pleasantly than gifts. At one point or the other in our lives we have let this simple courtesy pass us by and hurt some people even without us noticing that. If we all can mind our manners and watch the way some of our words are communicated,I dare say the world would be a better and and brighter.Say thank to someone today,you might just have saved a life.
  

Welcome world

    Been dreaming of having my own blogspot a long time ago but never got around to actually start one.Guess got tired of writting my thoughts and arguments on sheets that get lost or where no one ever reads them.I hope I dont make lots of typographical errors and touch very sensitive issues or drift away from reality.I am an unrepentant fantasiser and that change any time soon..I have to say thanks to my all time favourite bloggers who inspired me alwaysNonyeanike,Mynewhitman,sisiyemmie,honeydame,temisville and lots of other people whom I always stalk on line.Thank you for visiting my blog.I promise we wiuld have enough funin here..Thanks to my sweethart who finally made me start this..God bless u Temitayo.