Tuesday, December 6, 2016

THREE IS A CROWD (Episode 2)


There are blessings, and there are blessings. Some blessings can be hidden and secretly enjoyed, while some cannot in any way be hidden, no matter how one tries to hide them. Like a vigilante's light, it would always remain glaring to the eyes of men. As for Amope, the way God so favoured and blessed her, there was no way she could cover it at all. Even if she used all her wrappers and clothes, they would still not be enough to hide the great things God did for her. It was just a matter of time before Amope became the talk of the town. People talked about her, even more than they talked about Dansuki, and the huge amount of money he was alleged to have embezzled. Dansuki, when questioned, confessed to have given several people part of the money that was supposed to be used for the purchasing of arms to fight terrorism in our great country. In no time, it became the talk of the town, that when people collect their salary or any unexpected money, it would be said that such a person has received "Dansuki's money". Amope did not receive Dansuki's money, instead, she gave birth to a set of triplet - two boys and one girl. That was enough to remove her name from the barren in the society.

The very day Amope and her family went to church for Thanksgiving and Baby Dedication, everybody in the congregation shed tears. Those who didn't shed tears, were so moved that they barely shed tears. She defied all odds, as she moved her body to the glorious songs raised by the choirmaster. Akorede barely moved his body, until one of the members whispered into his ears to dance. As if waiting for the member's permission, Akorede began to vigorously shake his body like a palm tree. "Bro. Akorede, do you have anything to say?" The coordinating minister asked, after the couple and all well-wishers had danced in appreciation for what the Lord has done. "I don't have much to say. But.." Akorede said, as the microphone went mute, rendering him inaudible. Akorode continued to talk, ignoring his inaudibility. After few seconds, the microphone jeered back to life like a push-and-start car. At that point, all what the congregation could hear Akorede say was, "my wife", as he passed the microphone to Amope. "Please, just go straight to the point" The officiating minister interrupted the microphone transition. "Ok". Amope replied, nodding her head. "And, don't sing. Just go straight to..." The officiating minister tried to say, but Amope had raised a song which the whole congregation sang along and the choir backed her up beautifully, rendering the resistance of the officiating minister useless. Amope narrated her ordeal as a barren wife. She gave details of everything, and in no time, she was already crying.

"Thank you, thank you Lord.

Thank you Lord, for everything you have done."

The choir sang, erasing the tense and emotional atmosphere in the sanctuary. The pastor prayed for the triplet, after which, everybody danced back to their seat. "Thank you Lord" Amope said to herself, as she sat down to enjoy the rest of the service.

Peter, Paul and Paulina grew like every other child. Amope had to breastfeed them almost every time, because they seemed jealous of each other, even at 4 months old. If not for what Amope passed through before she was blessed with the triplet, she would have wished the triplet came in 3 different births. Six months down the line, although, Amope was getting slim daily, but, she was also getting used to the triplet and how to sort them out accordingly. Her mother-in-law was also always with her to carry and attend to the triplet. One morning, something unusual happened. Something Amope could not believe or even explain. She would not say she saw it coming, because she never planned for it at all. She work up early enough as she used to, and went to the babies' cot beside her bed, only to discover that...


                                                                 (c) 2016. Austus Ofmat Nwanne 

The very first time I heard the saying "two is a company, three is a crowd", I could not help but smile at the reality in the saying. What do you think Amope discovered? Is anything wrong with the triplet? Are they safe? Join me again tomorrow as we continue the story. It remains, THREE IS A CROWD.





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THREE IS A CROWD (Episode 1)

*****DAILY DIET*****

In Africa, a child is to a woman, what a piece of land is to a farmer - indispensable. Before now, the number of children a woman has determined her marital bliss, and also determined how much she would be loved by her in-laws. The importance of having children is almost equal to that of having a male child. In fact, a woman could be killed for giving birth to a female child, and woe betide a woman who continuously gives birth to a female child. She would be likened to a barren woman, regardless of the pains and agony she passed through before, during and after child birth. A century or two after, things changed. A woman can birth a female child without much stigmatization. Her husband would embrace her for successfully delivering a female child, and people would boldly say, "both genders are good". Things so changed that asking of the gender of a new born baby, was simply regarded as disrespectful to the parents of the child. "Ewo ni ki se omo? (Which one is not a child?)" People would always reply those inquisitive enough to know the gender of a new born. But, no matter how much the society embraced the equality and equity of both genders, they largely discouraged barrenness, and as far as they are concerned, the woman is always the cause of barrenness in any marriage. This, they handled with all hostility. 


Although, Akorede was not the "jew of Malta", neither was he "the merchant of Venice". But, he was a focused and determined man, and he had no time for "much ado about nothing". At a very young age, his parents took him to Ibadan to live with his uncle so that he could learn a trade. After few years in Ibadan, Akorede found love amist the various categories of Ibadan girls - he found Amope. Amope was Akorede's priceless jewel, and in no time, Amope was to Akorede, what Juliet was to Romeo - a true love. Things grew between them quicker than anyone could expect, and after two years, they consumated their love before the congregation of The Lord's Faith Church in Ibadan. Their wedding invitation boldly housed "AMP (Amope) weds AKD (Akorede)".

With Akorede being a master of his own, and Amope being a good a faithful wife, it was just a matter of time before they moved to their own house, after living in a rented apartment for more than a year. Akorede opened a provision store for Amope, and the bliss of their marriage could not help but be obvious to all and sundry. As blissful as their marriage was, it lacked the most important element - a child, and in a society where barrenness was highly discouraged, it was just a matter of time before Amope became an object of scorn amist friends, family, and in-laws. As far as her mother-in-law was concerned, three years was a long time for a woman to show her fertility, and she greatly threatened Amope with eviction from her matrimonial home. The eviction threat heightened when rumours about Amope  began to spread. The rumours were nasty and terrible. But, as they say, "Heaven helps those who help themselves". Amope did not relent in her effort to mother a child. She visited this doctor and that doctor. She attended this church programme and that church service. The day Heaven decided to smile on her was the day she fell while praying in church. The pastor raised a strong prayer point that was peculiar to barren women. Amope took the prayer point with all seriousness, and as she was shaking her head vigorously, she fell down like a bag of rice. By the time she woke up, it was in a nearby hospital, and her husband sat beside her, smiling like a waving flag. "Congratulations" Akorede said. Amope looked at her husband like an actress who forgot her lines. "You are pregnant" Akorede announced. The words sounded like a TV news to Amope, and in no time, it began to sound like the lyrics of a very familiar song. "You are pregnant". The words echoed in her mind again. "Are you not happy" Akorede asked, looking confused. Amope replied him with a stream of tears that missed their usual route on her cheek, as they gallantly passed the other end of her eyes to flow towards her ears. "You don't have to cry" Akorede assured, as he wiped the tears from her eyes, breaking their flow. He pulled her up, and placed her head on his left shoulder, giving her a warm embrace. The tears soon changed their direction and destination, as they journeyed through her cheeks down to Akorede's shoulder, where they comfortably sat on his Ankara shirt. 

Days visited weeks, as weeks hosted months. In no time, Amope was in the labour room, while Akorede was in the Reception. "She has delivered one. But, I think there is one more." A Nurse whispered to Akorede's left ear in a gossiping manner, as if that was exactly what where was paid to do. Although, Akorede knew the number of children to expect, as the scan had earlier prophesied. But, he didn't believe the scan because he felt he didn't deserve such generousity from God. "She gave birth to a set of triplet" The Nurse came to whisper to Akorede again. This time, doing it in a more "professional" way. Akorede could not help but look up to his creator for such benevolence. But, only did he know that...


                                                                    (c) 2016. Austus Ofmat Nwanne 

As they say, "two is a company, three is a crowd". If you are ready, I am ready. Join me as we start a journey together with this great story. Do you believe in destiny and fate? Do you believe in love? Is there any difference between love and fate? Join me tomorrow as we continue this story. THREE IS indeed A CROWD.


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Thursday, December 1, 2016

DAILY DIET UPDATE

*****DAILY DIET UPDATE*****

Imagine if the date each of us would die is written boldly on our forehead. Imagine if you could know how long someone would live by just looking at their forehead. Believe me, that would bring about discrimination of the highest order. People would simply use the number of years someone has to choose who to love and who not to love. Parents would pay more attention to a child more than the other simply because of the number of years each child has to live. In fact, our dealing with people would be widely influenced by how long they would live on Earth. If you are about to die, nobody will ever agree to lend you money. Lolzzzz.... Just imagine. Imagine...

Well, the next story is not exactly about humans knowing when they would die. But, what would you do if you get to know when you would die? 

Did you know that the next story would be the last for this year, and it would be extremely mind-blowing. So, keep your fingers crossed because THREE IS A CROWD would be coming your way on Monday (5th Dec. 2016).

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