Dayo and I had grown apart over time and this was fast taking a toll on our relationship. I became more cautious and deliberate with my decisions in order not offend him because he had become very irritably on the edge. Still in that thick silence, my mind reflected on how our relationship began.
Dayo wasn't particularly the out going type of man however he had the most impartful charisma coupled with a great heart, little wonder I could hardly resist his proposal after one year of dating. I was almost rounding up my professional course when preparations for our wedding began.
So you can imagine the excitement. All hands were on deck to ensure a hitch-free wedding.
I became the envy of every legible spinster in town. After our wedding, we spent our honeymoon in an exquisite suite, just the exact choice of an ideal place to relax.
Dayo and I had the time of our lives while we talked about our hopes and expectations for a large family in the years ahead! Never have I been so happy.
What more could a woman ask for other than to be with the man of her dreams or so I thought?
Soon enough I became heavily pregnant and thus my appetite had no boundaries; it was from pastries, nuts, vegies to pasta! So on this fateful day, I was preparing one of my latest cravings:' 'Yampottage!' when I had a call. For a while my phone rang before I answered the call.
"Hello!" I exclaimed.
"Hello Bisi! How you dey?" The caller responded.
"I dey o! Please who is this?" I sought to know. The caller remained silent for a while.
"Ahan! Bisi! This is Chuchu nau! You haven't saved my number. Chai! Na want for you o." Chuchu lamented.
"Oh!!! I'm so sorry Chuchu. Please pardon me. Okay, I will save it." I replied almost immediately.
"Okay ooo..you better save it." Chuchu replied.
"So how far? I did not hear from you again" I continued with the conversation.
"Yes ooo..no mind me jare! I have been so busy that I hardly have time for myself however, I will see you soon. Eh hen, the reason I called is to tell you something oo!!" Chuchu said.
I could perceive a sense of urgency in the tone of her voice though, I became quite eager.
"Okay, I'm all ears." I replied.
"Hmmmm! I don't even know how to tell you but I just have to." Chuchu said, quite hesitant.
"My sister, please what's the matter." I urged her on.
"Well...it's about your husband." Chuchu started.
My heart began to race like a marathon and I wasn't sure if it was the anxiety or the curiosity.
"Please what about my husband?" I asked.
"Bisi, your husband is cheating on you." Chuchu spilled out.
I remained numb for quite some time.
"Hello! Hello! Are you still there." Chuchu echoed.
"How long has this been happening?" I asked further. Chuchu took a deep breath.
"I don't know sha oo! however, I know that they started showing up at the guest house since last month. Initially, I thought your husband just accompanied her to a meeting but their frequent visit has proven otherwise." Chuchu said, all in one breath.
Literally, I felt chill down my spine and my head became ten times it size.
"Chuchu, are you sure it's my husband you've been seeing at your guest house?" I asked for the umpteenth time.
"Of course na! Shey I no go know Dayo, if I see am?" Chuchu echoed.
After that call I recieved from Chuchu, my entire world was shattered. I had become enraged and I wanted to have my own "pound of flesh!"
Actually, my home had turned to a grave yard. I was more determined to burn every single bridge!
My heart couldn't accommodate the cruel reality of Dayo's infidelity!
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months as my heart grew cold.
Silence! Silence! Silence!
With the empty plates in my hands, I headed for the kitchen and just as I attempted to place them in the sink, oneo of the plates slipped off my hands and the loud chattering sound filled the air.
With fright I dropped the rest of the plates causing more chattering sound!
Dayo ran straight to the kitchen and held me by the hands; he noticed I had sustained a big cut. Avoiding his eyes, I cried out helplessly as he led me to the bathroom and immediately turned on the tap. Gently, he placed my hands under the running water and I could feel its soothing coolness. I just closed my eyes; completely oblivious of my present predicament!
However, it felt good to be loved again by the one I called my friend. I could perceive the way Dayo stared at me even though my eyes were closed.
Gestures have a way of speaking volumes than mere words and Dayo's attention was a proof!
Suddenly, I heard his voice echo:
"Where did we go wrong?" I remained still as I opened my eyes and stared back at Dayo.
"You tell me." I replied.
Maybe it's time we need to start talking..
Unresolved issues leads to more complications!
I pray God will continue to strengthen our relationships as we make the right decisions.
VOID
"How do you feel now? Chibuzor asked Scarlet as he broke the silence after pondering over her last statement.
" Quite better. I guess you come here quite often?" Scarlet sought to know.
Chibuzor smiled.
"This place is my second home and my story is very attached to it." He replied.
"Hmmm..interesting, whatever that story is I'm quite certain, it's an interesting one." Scarlet responded.
"Well, maybe and maybe not." Chibuzor replied with a distant look. Scarlet could perceive some reflection in his voice.
"So, I guess we can head back. Baby must be tired" Chibuzor said as he snapped out of his momentary oblivion.
"Yea..I sure would miss this place." Scarlet exclaimed.
Chibuzor grained as they entered the car. He started the car and paused for a moment. Scarlet noticed.
"Did you forget something?" She asked.
"No..I'm wondering if you are sound enough to go home or...."
"Or what?" Scarlet interrupted.
"Maybe I should just admit you for bed rest until your due date of your baby delivery?" Chibuzor said.
Scarlet pondered.
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BEAUTY IN THE MIDSTS OF ASHES
A Novel written by Ejiro Emenike Ukaumune.
Ughelli is a very beautiful city and its people, very hospitable. Most of the men and women worked very hard to make ends meet.
Each household embraces virtue and integrity, especially amongst the women. Little wonder, men trope in, from far and near to find for themselves suitable wives. Though, most of the older generations are less educated, the younger ones strive very hard to fend for themselves through school while few parents still contributes to see their children through.
Onome, was the only girl amongst seven children and they all lived with their parents.
just like any other child, She hoped to read to the highest level before settling down. Her brothers, on the other hand, cared less.
Onome, in her teens had already began to make way for her dreams. She would attend all her classes while her mates spent most of their time playing games behind the school fence. She made sure she finished her assignments.
Onome dreamt of studying architecture. Often she would visit the school library, sit with big text books and view the houses drawn on them.
Usually, she visualized herself designing similar structures and then she would just smile.
"Eh hen! I know she would be here. See! she has started smiling that her smile again"
One of her friends said as all four of them bumped into each other at the library.
Ochuko, Peres, Deborah and Adesuwa were Onome's friends. They actually thought Onome's ambition was farfetched.
"Look, Onome, dis your big big books you always carry, na wa oo!'Said Adesuwa.
"Anyway, the principal wants to see you" Ochuko said.
Onome sat up, a little nervous.
"Me?" She asked.
"Yes na! no be you be Onome?" Peres said as they all laughed...
"Why is she calling me?" Onome asked again.
"Maybe because you stole her meat" Ochuko replied..
Onome looked lost for a while.
"Which meat!?" She asked.
There was momentary silence then, the girls burst out in laughter.
Onome's countenance lit up.
"You girls ehn! Why are you like this? Stop all these your expensive jokes, jare!" Onome said.
" . . . Okay . . We were just joking but really the principal wants to see you and she did not give us any reason. She just asked us to call you" Adesuwa said.
"Okay, let me just drop this book" Onome said as she headed back to the shelf where she had picked the book from.
Her mind pondered over why the principal wanted to see her but one thing was sure, each time the principal wanted to see anyone, it was either for good or bad! She braced up herself and followed her friends down to the staff office.
Arriving at the staff premises, some teachers were already heading for their classes, Lunch break was over.
The girls entered the principal's office.
"Ma, she is here" The girls chorused.
The principal, who was by this time bent over her file, looked up and adjusted her eye glasses over her nose. She was fond of doing that particularly when in a very serious mood.
"Okay, you girls can leave. Let me have a word with Onome" She said.
"Okay ma" The girls choruses and left.
Onome stood in front of the principal as if she was in an army recruiting camp.
"Onome, how are you?" The principal said as she handed her an envelop . . .
Onome took the envelop and starred at it.
"Go ahead, open it" The principal instructed.
Onome, with both hands shaking, opened the envelop slowly.
She brought out a white sheet and waited for further instruction by the principal.
“Go ahead! go ahead!" She beckoned on her to open it.
Onome opened the sheet and began to read:
AN INVITATION BY GREAT COLLEGE!
We are pleased to offer one of your students, (Onome Oghenetega) to our quarterly Technical Drawing symposiums. We find it quite impressive that she was able to perform exceptionally well at the Technical Drawing mock examination.
We belief that her attendance at this program would enhance her technical prowess and prepare her further for future encounter.
We crave your indulgence to accept our invitation.
GREAT COLLEGE 🎓 .
Onome finished reading the letter and then, she stood still for a while with her head shyly bowed. The principal smiled.
"Onome, ain't you happy?" She asked.
"Really ma, I am surprised.
"I know but you should be proud and happy that you are already standing out. Great colleague is a very good school in the big city so you are already on your way for exposure." The principal said.
Onome knew that, coming from her principal, that was certain.
"Thank you ma" Onome said as she tried to put herself together.
"Tell your parents to see me tomorrow so that we can start making plans" The principal said.
"Okay ma" Onome said.
As she left the office and for her class, her mind sank. She wondered what her parents would think.
Her mum? Okay . . . maybe not much of a problem but her dad! Hmmmm . . . he had so much traditional beliefs barricading his mind. Onome just prayed quietly.
Onome in the company of her friends were on their way home and they all chatted.
"Ehn ehn, Onome na wa for you oo . . . you no come tell us wetin principal call you for"Ochuko teased.
"That's true ooo" Deborah added.
Feeling reluctant, Onome just smiled.
"Ah han! Onome! You've started again, just tell us nau, stop hiding things!" Adesuwa exclaimed.
After much teasing by her friends, Onome spilled the beans.
"Okay . . okay, it is just...
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" Quite better. I guess you come here quite often?" Scarlet sought to know.
Chibuzor smiled.
"This place is my second home and my story is very attached to it." He replied.
"Hmmm..interesting, whatever that story is I'm quite certain, it's an interesting one." Scarlet responded.
"Well, maybe and maybe not." Chibuzor replied with a distant look. Scarlet could perceive some reflection in his voice.
"So, I guess we can head back. Baby must be tired" Chibuzor said as he snapped out of his momentary oblivion.
"Yea..I sure would miss this place." Scarlet exclaimed.
Chibuzor grained as they entered the car. He started the car and paused for a moment. Scarlet noticed.
"Did you forget something?" She asked.
"No..I'm wondering if you are sound enough to go home or...."
"Or what?" Scarlet interrupted.
"Maybe I should just admit you for bed rest until your due date of your baby delivery?" Chibuzor said.
Scarlet pondered.
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A Novel written by Ejiro Emenike Ukaumune.
Ughelli is a very beautiful city and its people, very hospitable. Most of the men and women worked very hard to make ends meet.
Each household embraces virtue and integrity, especially amongst the women. Little wonder, men trope in, from far and near to find for themselves suitable wives. Though, most of the older generations are less educated, the younger ones strive very hard to fend for themselves through school while few parents still contributes to see their children through.
Onome, was the only girl amongst seven children and they all lived with their parents.
just like any other child, She hoped to read to the highest level before settling down. Her brothers, on the other hand, cared less.
Onome, in her teens had already began to make way for her dreams. She would attend all her classes while her mates spent most of their time playing games behind the school fence. She made sure she finished her assignments.
Onome dreamt of studying architecture. Often she would visit the school library, sit with big text books and view the houses drawn on them.
Usually, she visualized herself designing similar structures and then she would just smile.
"Eh hen! I know she would be here. See! she has started smiling that her smile again"
One of her friends said as all four of them bumped into each other at the library.
Ochuko, Peres, Deborah and Adesuwa were Onome's friends. They actually thought Onome's ambition was farfetched.
"Look, Onome, dis your big big books you always carry, na wa oo!'Said Adesuwa.
"Anyway, the principal wants to see you" Ochuko said.
Onome sat up, a little nervous.
"Me?" She asked.
"Yes na! no be you be Onome?" Peres said as they all laughed...
"Why is she calling me?" Onome asked again.
"Maybe because you stole her meat" Ochuko replied..
Onome looked lost for a while.
"Which meat!?" She asked.
There was momentary silence then, the girls burst out in laughter.
Onome's countenance lit up.
"You girls ehn! Why are you like this? Stop all these your expensive jokes, jare!" Onome said.
" . . . Okay . . We were just joking but really the principal wants to see you and she did not give us any reason. She just asked us to call you" Adesuwa said.
"Okay, let me just drop this book" Onome said as she headed back to the shelf where she had picked the book from.
Her mind pondered over why the principal wanted to see her but one thing was sure, each time the principal wanted to see anyone, it was either for good or bad! She braced up herself and followed her friends down to the staff office.
Arriving at the staff premises, some teachers were already heading for their classes, Lunch break was over.
The girls entered the principal's office.
"Ma, she is here" The girls chorused.
The principal, who was by this time bent over her file, looked up and adjusted her eye glasses over her nose. She was fond of doing that particularly when in a very serious mood.
"Okay, you girls can leave. Let me have a word with Onome" She said.
"Okay ma" The girls choruses and left.
Onome stood in front of the principal as if she was in an army recruiting camp.
"Onome, how are you?" The principal said as she handed her an envelop . . .
Onome took the envelop and starred at it.
"Go ahead, open it" The principal instructed.
Onome, with both hands shaking, opened the envelop slowly.
She brought out a white sheet and waited for further instruction by the principal.
“Go ahead! go ahead!" She beckoned on her to open it.
Onome opened the sheet and began to read:
AN INVITATION BY GREAT COLLEGE!
We are pleased to offer one of your students, (Onome Oghenetega) to our quarterly Technical Drawing symposiums. We find it quite impressive that she was able to perform exceptionally well at the Technical Drawing mock examination.
We belief that her attendance at this program would enhance her technical prowess and prepare her further for future encounter.
We crave your indulgence to accept our invitation.
GREAT COLLEGE 🎓 .
Onome finished reading the letter and then, she stood still for a while with her head shyly bowed. The principal smiled.
"Onome, ain't you happy?" She asked.
"Really ma, I am surprised.
"I know but you should be proud and happy that you are already standing out. Great colleague is a very good school in the big city so you are already on your way for exposure." The principal said.
Onome knew that, coming from her principal, that was certain.
"Thank you ma" Onome said as she tried to put herself together.
"Tell your parents to see me tomorrow so that we can start making plans" The principal said.
"Okay ma" Onome said.
As she left the office and for her class, her mind sank. She wondered what her parents would think.
Her mum? Okay . . . maybe not much of a problem but her dad! Hmmmm . . . he had so much traditional beliefs barricading his mind. Onome just prayed quietly.
Onome in the company of her friends were on their way home and they all chatted.
"Ehn ehn, Onome na wa for you oo . . . you no come tell us wetin principal call you for"Ochuko teased.
"That's true ooo" Deborah added.
Feeling reluctant, Onome just smiled.
"Ah han! Onome! You've started again, just tell us nau, stop hiding things!" Adesuwa exclaimed.
After much teasing by her friends, Onome spilled the beans.
"Okay . . okay, it is just...
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"BEAUTY IN THE MIDST OF ASHES." By Ejiro Emenike Ukaumune (E PLUS The Storyteller.) click here to get your copy.
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Let them shout for joy, and be glad, that favour my righteous cause: yea, let them say continually, Let the LORD be magnified, which hath pleasure in the prosperity of his servant.
This is the prayer of King David, the renowned Psalmist; the man after God's heart and it should be ours too for everyone that God has used to bless us in one way or the other.
This beautiful prayer is captured in the new single 'Shout for Joy', by Tayo Bamgbose (remix). Check it out, follow the link below:
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NOTES FROM THE ADMIN
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
You dont learn how to write because writing is a reflection of what is in the inside rather you learn how to write better in a more comprehensive manner; that is creative writing.
CREATIVE WRITING SESSION
Diamond and Stones
Before writing these notes, i have been struggling with the phrase to start with. Should it be “This was a journey” or “This is a journey”. The word “was” makes it sound like the journey has come to an end, finito, concluded etc but that is not the true position. Using the word “is” makes it sound like the journey is ongoing, which indeed is the case. Ah!! That is the right phrase.
This is a journey that started one hundred and sixty-four weeks (164) ago when the initial idea of running a blog was conceived. The idea was born out of passion and putting spare time into effective use. We commenced actual blogging, with our first post exactly three (3) years ago. This was, no, is exactly fourteen (14) days after it was born.
However, during the journey, we overcame bumps here and there; navigated around obstacles, checkpoints and crossed bridges to where we are right now; without removing the feet from the accelerator. We can say with smiles on our faces that the journey has been interesting.
At this point we should pat ourselves at the back; raise our hands in worship to HIM that has been with us all through the journey. While in the mood of worship (except for him that has his feet on the accelerator), we mime to our very own song “Yes To Your Will” by e-plus (Ejiro Emenike Ukaumune: the story teller). If you are interested in the song, which i believe you should because the song, “Yes To Your Will” , is a deeply soulful track that reaches for the depth of human spirit in worship and submission. The worship single is available on the following online stores:
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Moreover, before we went into deep worship, we received encouraging text messages from those that just finished reading our book “Diamond and Stones”. The book “Diamond and Stones” is a fictional novel that gives account of series of events of a young woman named Tricia (the main character). These events culminates into feelings of mistrust, betrayal, anxiety, suspicion and vengeance. At the tail end, the suspense filled, mysterious novel is unravelled. To get your own copy on Okada book store, follow this link: http://okadabooks.com/book/about/diamond_and_stones/12998 We still have more where that came from; so expect more books from the story teller. Let me hint you on the next book coming out from the stable of The Story Teller; the novel title is “BEAUTY FOR ASHES”. Watch out!
Furthermore, now that schools has resumed our creative writing mentorship classes will zoom off in full gear. Our experience in this area has really shown that there are great potential in the younger generation. The future is really bright. I would have love to mention some of these talents but because of obvious reasons i would not be able to do that. For our sponsors so far on creative writing, we say thank you. For your books donations and gracing our mentorship classes with your presence. The likes of Mr. Okechukwu Ofili ( CEO of Okada Books), Mr. Ayokunle Stilo Oni (author of GAPS) and Mr. Emeyazia Iwediokpulu Chukwudi (Poet: author of THE JOURNEY TO SIGNIFICANCE).
Being in the class watching those children displaying raw gifted talent is so encouraging. We are convinced, that, more needs to be done.
We are also using this medium to say thank you to everyone who has featured in the past and currently during the third anniversary.
At this point, we need to overhaul our engine and carry out maintenance services. This will enable us to come out bigger, better and more appealing to our viewers. We are not yet where we want to be in the next couple of years. In the nearest future we will definitely get there.
In line with our bigger, better and more appealing projection, we have acquired our own domain name; www.ejiroemenikeuka.com. To be launched soon; sooner than you think.
Once again, i say thank you all.
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THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
You dont learn how to write because writing is a reflection of what is in the inside rather you learn how to write better in a more comprehensive manner; that is creative writing.
CREATIVE WRITING SESSION
Contributing to nurturing talents with particular interest in developing budding creativity in the art of Prose, Poetry, Drama, Narratives, Art, Fictions and Presentations, Ejiro Inspirational Creative Writing is committed in following through by using its platform to showcase these potentials. We are gradually establishing this essence as we mentor various students in thier schools. 
Sometime ago Ejiro Creative Writing embarked on Creative Writing Mentoring in Nigerian Navy Secondary School(Season 2, Phase 1.)
*And so we have our winners from Nigeria Navy Secondary School(Season 2, Phase 1)*
1st position: Esther Olise (the victim)
2nd position: Enebeli Oshamisu Mercy (Forgiveness and Perseverance)
3rd Position.
Precious Ehimen (This is our country)
Ejiro Inspirational Creative Writing is in it's season 4 where talented Creative Writers would learn the art of creativity as applicable to thier various genre of interest. This course will run for six weeks(once every week Day) after which winners would emerge from Ejiro Inspirational Creative Writing Competition! These winners and thier articles would be showcased on Ejiro inspirational Blog as they represent thier Schools. We look forward to Mentoring more Schools in Creative Writing...Ejiro Inspirational Creative Writing is inspired to make you live your Dreams! Follow our Inspirational Blog Everyday@ ukaumuneukaumune.blogspot.com
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Season 3
From Hope Spring Secondary School.
THE STORY TELLER;S WORSHIP SONG
*No! She cannot be part of us! After all she did! What will the Deacons Board say? What will the elders say! In fact she should be suspended from the Choir! and let her be banned from Church activities!" The Pastor's wife lamented while she and her husband had dinner. The Pastor drank his water as he remained quiet. His wife was quite taken aback by his gesture. She stopped eating and stared at him long enough until she spoke again. "You're not saying anything!" She exclaimed. After few seconds, her husband turned to her and smiled. "Sweetheart, what has she done?" The Pastor asked. His wife stared at him with disbelief and contempt. "What has she done!? Are you asking what she has done!? Even the entire Church knows what this lady has done! How can you feign ignorance? Please o! As the Pastor of the Church you must act fast o! Let her not enter the Church from today onwards!" The Pastor's wife said firmly. "...but she was was raped! are we not suppose to minister to her now? She needs every word of encouragement at this point!..." The Pastor said. His wife remained silent for a while. "...but...don't you see the way she dresses? Even her hair style..she even has this proud look..she sings like she is better than other choristers in the Church..abegi! She asked for what happened to her jare!!" The Pastor's wife exclaimed. At that moment, he stopped eating and stood up. "All have sinned and come short of the Glory of God!" "Let he without sin be the first to cast the stone!" "It is God's will that we all come to 'Repentance!" "When last did you reach this lady since the was raped? Is it enough to sit here and judge? Since when did God make us judges over others?" The Pastor lamented. His wife remained quiet. Then suddenly there was a frantic knock at the Door. The Pastor headed to open the Door and a young man stood there, panting like he was almost out of breath. "Pastor! Pastor! Please come over, she just attempted suicide!" The young man lamented. Immediately, The. Pastor picked his car keys and headed out! Everyone had assembled for the Church Service and it was time for Choir ministration. The Pastor stood before the congregation and spoke. "We thank God for this day. We thank God for his Grace and Mercy. Weeks ago, she was accused, judged, condemned and abandoned and she wanted to take her own life! However, God has taken over...Our sister is here today and wants to sing to God for giving her another chance! Immediately she stepped forward and took over the Mic. As she stood before the congregation, everything changed. She felt the hand of God upon her and she just dropped on her knees and cried: "Yes to Your Will Lord! Lord I'm available for you!...*"
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