Good morning great Young mind, how was your weekend? Hope it turned up wella for you and yours eh? Hope you had madt fun? Mehn its Monday again oh, and from the bottom of my heart, all I can say is Mttcheeewww. :( I mean this life is somehow, by this time last week I was lounging, and now it’s a coffee affair to stay awake :(
Well my weekend was super fun oh, I traveled to the Ancient city of Ijebu Ode, Ogun state for a Yoruba Owambe Party on Saturday, and it was mad. As in there was toooooo Much to eat and Drink. **In the voice of I.K of BBA.. Yorubas can Partttie!!… Kai!. I mean Yoruba’s rock. Can you believe that before they said the Opening prayer, they had already shared a plate of ghen-ghen rice and a bottle of malt, asin ALREADY oh. In my mind I was like Today na Today oh! Mehn I was amazed. If you go to an Igbo party yeah, Firstly after waiting 2 Hours from the scheduled commencement time, they will then do the opening Prayer. After the opening Prayer, Nsobu ga Bata (Trouble will enter) as they will now start doing that their Yeye welcome to high table, then give an Igbo version of Martin Luther King Jnrs Speech as Opening speech by the chairman oh, then break Kolanut (Can you imagine, this is a reception for heaven sakes where people come to eat and go, who gives a damn about a stupid Kolanut :) ), then they will give another Obama’s Yes I can welcome address by the host etc. At the end of all these Protocols ehn the Host of Angels called Worms in your stomach will be singing for joy, and when they eventually start sharing the food, it goes from The Richest to the poorest, from the Front to the back of the hall. Heheheh So if you are a wedding crasher like I used to be, we would be at the wwwwaaaayyy back Fasting and praying that the food doesn’t finish before it gets to us, or that they will not say Meat has finished. Hehehehe On those days, guymen would some days end up collecting ONLY bottled water, and snap picture on an Empty stomach as if we wrere having fun...
kai the pains of Instagram. :( Igbo Kewnu Hia. I mean at the Party of Saturday, they were just serving food
everywhere at the same time. I mean you turn left.... Ushers, turn right... more
ushers. The catering ushers were were on a roll. The bad thing sha, was there
was a man at my table who nearly went home hungry, cause the haphazard sharing
was not in his favor. I pitied the guy sha, he was just drinking
water. Lmao. We had to call on the ushers to come end his agony.
So something happened last week that inspired this post, I in my normal playful nature pissed off a very Beautiful girl, and by JdB’s book of Woman chasing, it is a sin to make a Fine girl angry at you for too long. So you needed to see me apologizing to this Beautiful Babe of life like she was my wife. Kai… me and woman sha… So it had me thinking, and inspired this. So… SPOKEN WORDS..
Speaking is one of the easiest things to do when one is hurt, it’s pretty easy to open up our lips and cuss, swear, rant, and pour out all the pain that lies in our hearts. Its even really easy for us to crack a joke at the expense of making another feel really bad and hurt. Sometimes this happens mistakenly, as we say things we do not mean, while at other times, its very intentional, as we say certain things out of Anger, and sometimes out of pain. Life is teaching me that one of the hardest things to correct is not an image created based on Action, but an image created based on words spoken, cause people might forget what we did for/to them, they will surely forget what you said to them, but they will NEVER EVER forget how you made them feel. So it’s really a matter of feelings, as this seem to stick to the hearts of humans for a long time.
When I was a kid, 8-10 to be precise, I was this kinda crazy “oh GOD what kind of a child is this” child you know the kind that says to my Mother “”I will tell my Daddy for you”” like if she wasn’t his wife heheh, and the kind that if I got really upset by something my Parents did to me, I would scatter the entire living room in defiance. Mehn I was bad, I would put the flowers under the cushion, bring down all the pictures, take off all the detachable cushions and throw everywhere, tear the calender into shreds, turn over the center table
but I never touched the Televison oh,
cause I never ever forgot how I was whipped when I damaged the television the
last time, you see my craze had a little rationality.. kai I was bad. But one of the things I know I did the most
when I was angry was say Hurtful things to my Mum, siblings and Elders. I would
point at my Elders and say how much I hated them, tell them they were wicked,
heartless, and how I wanted them out of my life. I so cannot count how many Nuclear Family meetings they
called on my head. it was on one of those counseling days, an Elderly woman once said to
“Nonso, Spoken words are like Eggs, once an Egg falls to the ground and breaks, it can never ever be put back together, and so it is with words. When a word is spoken, it can NEVER be called back
forget all those I take it back that Onyibo used to talk.
When you hurt someone with your words, its like a needle that pierces deep into
the heart of the recipient.””
Life through my eyes is an inbalance, but I am learning that it is better to heal with our words than to hurt, better to SHUT-UP when we are angry and go take a lot of Alcohol, or sleep, than to open up our lips to vent out. Cause just like the Elderly woman above said, once a word is proclaimed, it sticks to the heart of the recipient for life.
P.S: Kindly permit me to tell you something you already know, your words can Heal or kill, create or Destroy, mend or bend, so I implore…. NO! I beg you to Think before you talk, I beg that just before you insult that Crazy guy that stepped on your shoes, or the drunk that overtook you like a moron on the road, that you imagine that these people probably have problems in their lives, so correct them nicely and smile, cause who knows you might have just healed them. And when you really hurt someone unconsciously, i beg that you do well to say I am sorry.
P.P.S: As the very confrontational person I am, I advice that you actually go ahead to Tongue lash those who deserve it oh, some people are just mumu by nature. :p
Thank you for the past 7 minutes of your time, you do us a great honor with it. My prayer for you is that in this month of August, you shall have cause to throw a Yoruba Owambe party that has small chops, Big meats the size of my fist, Small rice with plenty Salad (as in the quantity of the salad is some times more than the rice), I just hope you will have a cause to celebrate soon, but please don’t fail to send me an Invite, cause if you don’t, and I hear About the party, mehnnnn Your Kidnap is sure.
Cheers People, and do have a ghen ghen week ahead.