Nnaemeka had a life. Making people happy was his thing.Through creative Memes and comedy skits he kept himself happy and alive .Nnaemeka made millions of People happy. He generated some fan base and followership for him self and of course became a kind of star through the reception of his comics by Cross Riverians, Nay Nigerians .Just when fortune was about to smile on him to become a brand ambassador of a telecommunication company in nigeria, things changed. Nnaemeka's pastor told him he was becoming too worldly." Give your life to Christ and leave worldly acts". This got him .... While the service offerings and seed sowing ll always retire to the Pastor who is almost completing his 2nd house somewhere in Northern Cross River, his Son in the U.S , Nnaemeka walks the stréets of calabar in a faded skyblue shirt and "itwas black Trouser", wakes people with early morning bell and threatening sermons "repent or Perish" ..."No treasures on earth etc",...
Just and Innocent narrative by *AustineLordlaz*
To be continued ...
Monday 2 September 2019
Wednesday 3 April 2019
BABY MARRIAGE
They innocently were called to feature as the little Bride and Groom. In their uninformed minds, they obliged. Such is the tradition everywhere, made possible by the Church? Like John the baptist, they both marched through the aisles as the forerunner of the 'the Bride and Groom ' the elated congregation cheered. Yes,the couples were amazing. Both the babies and the adult.Then comes the ritual of "you may kiss your bride ! Right there, the kids stared as they kissed emphatically. Junior and Princess giggled and wondered if they were not supposed to be involved in the ritual which had a thunderous applause from the congregation. Yes, they should since the society and some Church members would tease 'aaah Junior, your wife is beautiful o,... Eeeh Princess go stay with your husband, etc "
The day ended, everyone left but something continued. Brother Stanley and sister Njide liked the way Junior and Princess conducted themselves during their friends' wedding, so theirs came and they had to repeat the infant couple as their little bride and groom. Junior @ 11 now has a crush - Princess @10, Who as well admired the Church and society imposed husband. As the Devil would have it ,both were of the same church and in same school. Both developed feelings at their tender ages. One fateful morning after the church service ,everyone but little Princess and Junior had left the children's department. Yes, the timing was right .No one would come in, not anytime soon. Both drew closer with the imaginary voice of the Pastor during the weddings "You may kiss your bride " Junior grabbed the ever waiting Princess by the neck and the replicated the kiss ritual, this time longer than the usual officiating ministers would give. The mouth eating ritual lasted for about 4 minutes and still counting when the children ministry leader Sister Glory, came in. She couldn't believe her eyes! What on earth is this? She realized that was the wrong question. Even what are you kids doing?, seemed "wronger" (what ever that means /even if there's a word like that) ...
Like the Nigerian government would do when the unusual happens, a committee was constituted for investigation/inquiry , and of course there will always be a sub committee. Not too long, the committee tendered their shocker report...Princess was a month pregnant!
What the church has joined, let no man put asunder! See you Next week.
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| AUSTINE LORDLAZ |
Austine Lordlaz is a Professional Film, TV and Theatre Director. A Writer, Teacher, Poet,Critic, producer, audio-visual editor and and content creator with precision and passion. He holds a master’s degree in directing for TV, film and theatre and B.A in THeatre Arts. Austine has a couple of feature films, TV, radio, theatre and published works to his credit. contact :austinelordlaz@yahoo.com :phone +2348067928977
Monday 18 March 2019
RED-HANDED
They couldn't even allow the hungry ones end the bastardized chorus of ''now the day is over...'' 'they stylishly located their rendezvous -the old rusted water-tank nestling the principal's window, served a great cover. Thanks to the abandoned Principal's Cushion,- It was a bed enough. The principal who had left the school at 12:45pm made things easier as both had watched him whisk away in his rickety Toyota pencil light Camry as always.
Some students knew Senior Teddy and The Labour prefect Pamela would always be missing in the closing assembly, but never bothered asking why. As noisy as the chant and students get, the better the duo.Great background sound effect for the moment.
Teddy and Pamela had taken their positions and within a second split , thrusting was in full gear. it was that fast.Just at the point some humans in such frenzy would damn everything in the world, Mr Okon the security man appeared from no where. shocked, fixed, Stock and motionless, he watched them lustfully and patiently with his phallus forming a bulge larger than those seen in some Big brother Naija reality TV. Oblivious of Mr. Okon ,Teddy thrusted faster, while Pamela invoked every ancestral name she could recall as many ladies in such hot seat do ,( but this time ,a hot Bed) . The hots and romp The humping, banging and shagging gradually fizzled like a dying generator. There was calm in the world. Then, comes the Anagnorisis or that point of recognition in drama. The very patient but burning Mr. Okon. He had his eyes fixed on Pamela's fire balls. The look says it all .
...Mr. Okon requests to have his share of the feast if he must pretend he saw nothing.
A refusal by Teddy and Pamela heightened the tension. 'Imagine what will happen when I report you to the Principal,... the expulsion and disgrace, your parents, the mockery, Mr. Okon added. Pamela took the boldness and gave the gate-man a chance to have a bite of the noon snack on the condition that Teddy doesn't stand there as a solo spectator the way some persons do in adult movies .
Teddy obliged shamefully and left, while Mr Okon assumed his position. Just as he was about to thrust in... Something happened...
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