SHA-DY WRITES - JAIYE'S WEDDING II

The wedding was on cruise control when I suddenly sited Jaiye’s estranged dad walking towards the parents table. I gave my mum a sign to look behind her and she saw Jaiye’s father coming through the crowd, my mum began to beg my “aunt no-nonsense” to be calm and not make noise.

My aunt no-nonsense was obliviously wondering why my mum will be begging her to be calm when suddenly Jaiye’s father appeared in front of them. My Aunt stood up immediately and told Jaiye’s dad to stay away from their table if he doesn't want to be bounced from the wedding, just then Morolabi’s dad began to shake his leg just like my dad does when he is angry and I think all old people do that when something they don’t like occurs or when they are angry.

Jaiye’s dad had no choice than to leave them which he did with all humility, maybe he just wanted to greet Morolabi’s family, maybe he just wanted them to know that he came for his son’s wedding, but no one could tell for sure what his intentions was because he didn't even eat the meal served to him and he didn't waste time in leaving after the cake was cut by Morolani and Jaiye. I felt pity for him that very moment I saw him step out of the hall, he walked like someone dejected and bruised, I think it now dawned on him that the tide had changed because even Jaiye didn't go to greet him or anything of that sort. Jaiye’s dad looked liked the one with the world on his shoulders.

Jaiye’s dad was in the printing business and my aunt was a corporal in the Nigerian Police Force, they had an issue over relocation and promotion of my aunt in the NPF. Jaiye’s dad, Mr. Olowu didn’t want my aunt to accept the promotion as it would deter her from her motherly duties. My aunt on the other hand had worked for this promotion and really needed it; she took the promotion which led to the end of their 15 years marriage, separating Jaiye and his siblings. My aunt was posted to Abuja and her ex-husband requested for the dowry he paid over a stubborn wife, saying my aunt was a cheap whore who slept with her boss to get the promotion and a stubborn wife who didn't listen to her husband. My aunt remarried a Naval Officer after Jaiye’s dad took his dowry back, several years down the line Jaiye’s dads printing business collapsed, and he became a public bus driver while my aunt is now an AIG, seeing to the Welfare of her children.

The wedding still had to go on and the love in the air couldn't be minimized because of an estranged relationship. After the wedding we had an after party for the young couples. Only dude’s and babes where allowed no elder of any sort and there I wore my straight from the catwalk MTN Lagos Fashion show dress.

SHA-DY

SHA-DY WRITES - JAIYE’S WEDDING I

Morolabi was looking so gorgeous, I couldn't take my eyes off her, her radiance and glow was catchy, everyone wanted a piece of her. My cousin Jaiye and Morolabi had been dating for three years until this day.

Jaiye's mum is the younger sibling of my dad, Jaiye’s mum aka "Aunt no-nonsense" couldn't stay still for a second; she was all over the place, checking on everything, her friends, the drinks, her in-laws. I wasn't surprised she was restless, not because it’s her son’s wedding, but because I had seen my mum pace over the whole place during Dayo’s wedding, my dad had to practically shun her to stop and enjoyed my elder brother wedding.

As part of the bride’s maid I had a clear view of everything happening at the wedding. Brides maids sat beside the couple. It was nice to see that Jaiye was finally getting married to Morolabi, though her family posed some threats to the marriage because of Jaiye’s estranged relationship with his dad. It wasn't like it was Jaiye’s fault at all. Jaiye had tried all he could to mend the broken relationship his parents had but it wasn't working even though he still tried again for the sake of his marriage. Morolabi's family used the fact that Jaiye’s father wasn't present during the introduction (Momi mo e) to lay emphasis that there is a possibility that Jaiye might act the same, since he had the same blood running in his veins. 

Jaiye’s mum "Aunt no-nonsense" quickly shunned Morolabi’s father, not minding that his a man, she made him understand that though his biological dad wasn’t present, there were men who are witnesses that the poor “boy” wasn't a bastard and this men present at the introduction had taken care for Jaiye without his father all this years and they deserves to drink now that he wants to sit in the table of men. It took the grace of God for Morolabi to be given to Jaiye, Morolabi’s father insulted Aunt no nonsense, telling my Aunt that her altitude is the reason her husband couldn't stay with her, and I began to ask myself, was it that they had an issue before or was it just their normal way to delay things and not make them look easy in giving away their daughter?. When both families finally came to an agreement about the date and the list of stuffs they needed for the Traditional marriage proper. I gave a breath of relieve because it took them more than three hours to settle their difference minus the hours spent on other things before then.

The white wedding came with a shock of its own. That’s a story for another day. But I have a question, if neither one’s father nor his family was there for one, can't one call the man who was present in his/her life father and move on????

Please feel free to leave your comment as they will be highly appreciated. 

SHA-DY

WE LOVE OUR JOBS

The rain was coming down hard on us, most people in the bus was panicking because they have no umbrella with them. When we finally dropped at Oyingbo we were greeted by Kaya (male domestic load carriers) they where even fighting for the bag full of vegetables. I was still trying to understand why these guys were in the rain when I suddenly sighted market women calling for customers.

The day wasn’t bright yet, and the rain was hell bent on coming down on mankind and this women were determined to sale their wares. The shock of that site still lingers in my memory, I am one person who can’t stand the rain, but these women dared the rain to do its worst. Most of them covered their wares with transparent nylons only those with fruits and vegetables left theirs open for mother rain to wash freely for them, with touch lights in their hands they continued to call for customers.

Was it the economy or was it that just like me, they couldn’t stand the thought of staying at home. The economy  is really a big factor but I think they really love what they do, yes they do. I could have used the rain as an excuse to get late to the office, so could these women too. They could have sat t home and wait for the rain to subside, they could have slept, take a hot cup of tea, gist with their neighbor, turn on the TV and watch whatever was on at the moment, but they didn’t, instead they stood up to tell tomorrow I am ready, for the feeding of the children, for the Christmas at hand, for welfare and education of the little one, this market women left the comfort of their homes to make ends meet.

You might argue that the economy has forced them to turn to this part but believe you me, what you do over time becomes a part of you that you can’t let go, this women really love the market, after their family I can bet the market life comes next, just like I love my job. With the way they laughed about what they were discussing, the way they even spoke to the rain to do its worst today, the way they fought for customers and still hugged after a customer was gone, They have come to see the market place as a second home and take it as a haven even with the fights, the incidents and accidents.

Salute to the African woman who believes that come what may…WE WILL SURVIVE.

Dela

OBAMA

I have read on a lot of papers and sites, saying Obama is the Anti-Christ. I can’t say for sure, but I can say that Christ hasn’t raptured the saints. The bible states clearly that after the dead in Christ is risen and the saints are raptured then the Anti-Christ will surface, there will be 3½ years of enjoyment then 3½ years of unimaginable sufferings. Only those who didn’t bare the mark will be taken by Christ when he comes again after the sufferings.

From the above, I can clearly say that Obama isn’t the Anti-Christ because Christ himself hasn’t come to take the saint, I know this because am still on earth. For the love of God, can the world move on especially African and leave this thought, there are more important issues to tackle that Obama and what he is not. Some people might argue that the mark being put in people’s body. I for one cannot say if Obama is making the way or not for the Anti-Christ, why?, Because I am too busy working out my salvation to be interested in Anti-Christ issues. If we all do the same we won’t be bothering about the Anti-Christ because we have the “sureness” of going with Christ when he comes for the saints.

This is my understanding.

Dela

 

OLD SKOOL - AFRO

Grandpa's and Afro, this was one of the best looks back in the days. If your Pa. or grandpa didn't have an Afro back then or you never seen a pics of them adorning Afro then your grandpa wasn't part of the trendy boys league then. But would you go out with the on the far left with cap on dressed like that for a date?

Michael Early on curly Afro

Ludacris on Afro

I guess fashion does evolv.

FACTS FRIDAY

 

 Tomato world’s most popular fruit

 You can't talk while inhaling through your nose (try it)

In the 1940's and 1950's a "blow job" was slang for the sonic boom behind jet aircraft

India is the world’s largest democracy with more than 700 million registered voters.

There is an elevator that has no door and wont stop, its called Paternoster

CRAZY SERIES

Crazy Shoes

I came across the craziest heels ever made and I decided to share, its quite fortunate that even in this day and age people will still want to try some of this shoes on and end up in Igbobi. well here we go, this are my "four crazy shoes to never wear", have a good laugh and share this pictures with friends too never can tell who wants a death sentence #justsaying

for all y'all who really want shoes with good metal balance here you have it, pure metal all for you....lol

All babes claiming to love heels, especially those in naija with bad road conditions, its time you for you to strut naija roads as run way and see what happens after your walk.

 I call this Pako (wood) shoes, they look quite useful for rainy season.

I call this the goat shoe. I plead with you that you dont wear this near a pregger, I feel this was what made that woman in the north give birth to a baby with goat like feet.

SONG REVIEW - DAMI DURO REMIX

I tuned in to Cool Fm radio this morning and heard Akon singing Dami Duro. I was amazed to say the least. Akon for me has really showed himself to be a true African be featuring in most Nigerian artist song and trying to put Nigerian artist on the forefront of the world music by signing some of them to his label – Konvict Music. God bless you Akon.

The remix of Dami Duro came as a shock to me because I really didn’t expect a remix with an international act singing Yoruba well.  Akon really sang the Yoruba chorus very well; Davido says his the song of a rich man, but Akon says his the rich man himself….what other swag is more than that. Akon’s   verse was a drop dead simple sing along line which I feel is his trade mark. Davido’s part was still the same as before just a new verse to the song. But the whoa factor for me is still remains Akon singing Yoruba well.

Like Akon said….Ema dami duro Emi gag gan ni olowo

My rating of this song    - Good

Visit this site to download the song

http://numberoneentertainment.tv/premiere-davido-ft-akon-dami-duro-remix/

Dela