"thats how" (and its pidgin english version - 'na so') is a phrase that you often hear when people are narrating an event where the conclusion does not support the trail of the narrative. you know, when everything is going in one direction and you have almost predicted that you have no worries in the world, only for some dramatic event to step in and change all that. so, for example, imabong the housegirl will be telling the gate man how she was just having a blissful day and 'washing madam cloth for inside baff come dey sing mariah carey by myself, na so oga just come dey shout for my head say if i wake baby ehn, i go pack my load go village this night'. get it? often times, in nigeria, "thats how" stories often end with "see me see wahala", but thats another topic for another day.
when we said happy new year at the beginning of 2012, i had no premonition whatsoever that there would be nothing but drama from the word go. the world was perfect and life was as is should be. the pastors watchnight sermon was as dry as expected, and our prayers were as loud as usual. the automated 'happy new year' to all my neighbours, loved and loathed came out of me without thought - as expected. my regular church folk visited my house on the relevant celebratory days, as normal and all was well with the world. and thats how from nowhere our dear president decided that he will puncture our general tyre while we were going at high speed by increasing fuel price on new years day. who does that? frankly i dont care what justification he can possibly give (and frankly its all past now anyway) but that was thoughtless and inhumane. trust me, i am only stopping with those two words because the entire plethora of vile language has been applied to the president...plus there is the little moral issue i have with respect for the office of the president, so there. you already know how that ended cos we were all on CNN waving flags and emptying the streets while dancing to wasiu ayinde at ojota. i use "we" loosely cos i didnt attend.
and so we huffed and we puffed and blew half the house down cos at the end of the day, the government gave us half a reprieve (which was their original intention to start with) and life returned to normal. and so, after losing one week of work and panicking over missed international deadlines, i got to the office and quickly got down to sending mail after mail and generally on a roll with catching up on work. thats how from the blues they asked me to pack my bags and head for some random location in africa for business meetings. of course at first i was delighted that it was free galivanting until i got there and spent all the time in full day meetings with only enough time to sleep and wake up and drink cider beer and walk on the beach at sunset. terrible trip! :))
and thats how i have ended up not writing one single blog post this year. infact, this is the first time in three years that i have missed out an entire month in the year without a blog post...clearly there's something about this 2012. and so i'm back to my desk with even more work than i can ever remember having and i keep dreaming about writing my blog but ne'er the time to do it. and just when i am getting into the groove of this blog post right now, na so my oga just enter now come say make i finish one work wey she give me siiince, before we close today. na beans? see me see wahala. but i like myself so i gatz go.
happy new year y'all. here's hoping all your dreams come true...and that nostrademus was wrong about the world ending this year. frankly, with the freak storm in lagos, and the mad fog that has been enveloping the city all february, i wouldn't bet on it.
see y'all around peeps.
when we said happy new year at the beginning of 2012, i had no premonition whatsoever that there would be nothing but drama from the word go. the world was perfect and life was as is should be. the pastors watchnight sermon was as dry as expected, and our prayers were as loud as usual. the automated 'happy new year' to all my neighbours, loved and loathed came out of me without thought - as expected. my regular church folk visited my house on the relevant celebratory days, as normal and all was well with the world. and thats how from nowhere our dear president decided that he will puncture our general tyre while we were going at high speed by increasing fuel price on new years day. who does that? frankly i dont care what justification he can possibly give (and frankly its all past now anyway) but that was thoughtless and inhumane. trust me, i am only stopping with those two words because the entire plethora of vile language has been applied to the president...plus there is the little moral issue i have with respect for the office of the president, so there. you already know how that ended cos we were all on CNN waving flags and emptying the streets while dancing to wasiu ayinde at ojota. i use "we" loosely cos i didnt attend.
and so we huffed and we puffed and blew half the house down cos at the end of the day, the government gave us half a reprieve (which was their original intention to start with) and life returned to normal. and so, after losing one week of work and panicking over missed international deadlines, i got to the office and quickly got down to sending mail after mail and generally on a roll with catching up on work. thats how from the blues they asked me to pack my bags and head for some random location in africa for business meetings. of course at first i was delighted that it was free galivanting until i got there and spent all the time in full day meetings with only enough time to sleep and wake up and drink cider beer and walk on the beach at sunset. terrible trip! :))
and thats how i have ended up not writing one single blog post this year. infact, this is the first time in three years that i have missed out an entire month in the year without a blog post...clearly there's something about this 2012. and so i'm back to my desk with even more work than i can ever remember having and i keep dreaming about writing my blog but ne'er the time to do it. and just when i am getting into the groove of this blog post right now, na so my oga just enter now come say make i finish one work wey she give me siiince, before we close today. na beans? see me see wahala. but i like myself so i gatz go.
happy new year y'all. here's hoping all your dreams come true...and that nostrademus was wrong about the world ending this year. frankly, with the freak storm in lagos, and the mad fog that has been enveloping the city all february, i wouldn't bet on it.
see y'all around peeps.
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good to know u have been mixing business with pleasure, kaabo. Between u n bosslady, pls make time for our blogs abeg,i can't shout.
As for the world ending, a friend keeps harassing me to get pregnant before the world ends so i'll have a feel of what it's like. Alakoba sombory. He seems to be sure the world is ending 2012. We'll c