NancyBetine

It’s been like forever here. Trust me, I miss you but I won’t make any promises as I don’t even have control over my activities these days. I saw Sisi today. Sisi has changed so much, looking chubby and beautiful. Who would have thought she will gain some extra, extra flesh? I was also shocked to see Sisi sitting with some touts at the junction and more surprisingly, she was cosy with one of them. I quickly turned my face, praying she doesn’t recognize me, but I think it was late. She was wearing her sly smile.   There has always been something wrong with Sisi and the kind of men she gets attracted to. I wonder why I was surprised. At seventeen, she got pregnant for a very funny looking guy, who wears the same clothes for weeks, roaming the street. I was sure she was hypnotized.  Sisi’s mum is a nurse. You know that kind of nurse, right? You won’t hear it from me though. We called her Iya nurse and she is good. Very affordable and good at prescribing concoction dru...

Dear Ucheoma,   It’s  10 years already! They said the pain will eventually fade away and it did for me, but your memory lingers. I think of you almost every day, how beautiful, tall and elegant you would have been. I think of how far you would have gone, probably out of the country by now doing exploits. Your name would have been known. My relationship with your family dwindled until there is nothing left. I have a feeling you know I intentionally avoid them. I just don’t want to cause them pain. My presence will only make them think of what would have been. Your mom cries whenever she sees me, she ask questions that no one can provide answers to except you. She has aged so much since you left. Maybe because she lost two of you. Her pain hasn’t faded as her smiles never gets to her eyes.         It’s been so long I saw your immediate younger sister and I trust she is doing fine. I am sorry I couldn’t deliver the message you wanted me to. I hope it is not to...

  Hello everyone, so I have been thinking, why is it difficult to make that perfect decision? You know, sometimes, it’s so easy for us to make easy decisions, but that decision that seem so important, life changing and drastic, we get confused. Why?

 Hello people, it’s me again. I just came back from a journey, smiling’. Will tell you about it soon. Have you ever found yourself in a situation where a simple discussion with an intent to achieve good is turned upside down and way beyond your control?  Then you begin to question yourself to know what happened, if you said something wrong, or blame yourself for starting up the conversation. Remember your intentions were good. People will often say ‘I am responsible for my words but not in control of your perception or understanding of my intentions’. This is usually said in different ways, not exactly how I put it and I have come to understand that it is very true because of several reasons as the human mind seems not to be wired the same way. Some people confuse letter O with Zero, 6 with 9 and vice versa.     Recently I had a ‘not so serious talk’ with someone and within few seconds it escalated into a scary situation and while she was spilling her inappropri...

  I remember promising to be consistent and having lots of ideas to share but somehow, I haven’t been able to keep up. No one really explained to me how busy adulthood could be especially when you are barely in control of your time, having signed it off in exchange for some notes. I love notes and I believe anyone who says otherwise is not being truthful. Cradle snatcher!!! Let me phrase my question in several forms, what age difference is ideal for a relationship? Is age just truly nothing but a number? Does anything about age truly matter when it comes to having your heart leap for a certain person? Soooooooo, I was seeing this series recently where a guy, Timmy, was madly in love with a girl, however, he couldn’t introduce her to his clique as he is a decade older and the girl on the other hand have no issue with the age gap. Timmy wanted his close friend’s opinion, relating the story as a third party and his friend crushed the little hope he had about being with someone that yo...

 It was few minutes pass 6:00AM, and everywhere was still dark, however it’s a rule in my family that my mom’s shop must be opened before day break. She believed a serious business person must capture all customers including those who leave early for work or parents who intend to buy beverages for their kids in preparation for the day (school). Her voice could be heard, as her whimpers became loud while their voices were harsh and threatening. It was so early and they knew no crowd would be gathered while they did what they carried on. They kept pushing her and insulting her in Yoruba while I watched with keen interest, trying to understand the drama playing before me. Of course, they were less concerned about me, since I was a teenager who possibly couldn’t understand the language they speak. I was trying to understand why these uncles who carry bible, mention God in everything and organize crusade monthly were manhandling a woman who was visibly hurt, crying and looking older tha...

It’s been like forever in this space🤦‍♀️... I’ve had so many ideas to work on but somehow somehow, I keep getting busy. I’ve been cooking this series in my head for a while and can’t wait to share with you soon, I’m certain it will be a jolly ride. This article was discovered in my archive, and I thought to share ...😉 They speak, I leap with joy, they explain, I feel, oh Yes! I am on the right track. So my ideology is not just mine, I share the same thought with most 'big' women out there. Oh! How I wish to be like them. No man would give me directions, no man would tell me what to do, no man would look down on me, no man would talk less of me. Why? Because we are equals. Yes, gender equality is being preached and I smile with the expectation and belief of being equal.  FEMINISM : the gospel of our ladies today, or should I say, the key word for educated ladies.   I first conceived the ideology of being equal with the opposite sex while I was in high school. I was just in JS...

The aroma of th e usual spaghetti sauce my aunty  prepares for lunch filled the room as we entered the house. Getting home, I was filled with so much happiness. I was just in primary 4, but I  hated school ,  maybe it’s because I had  lit tle or no friends.  I only stare at the wall clock, praying for 1:00PM and the sound of the bell signaling time to go home.  Entering the house was satisfyingly   until I was called  to deliver a bottle of c oca cola  to our neighbor . You see, my aunt y  was a house wife with side hustles. She loved to live  the life , buy fancy wrappers, dresses, and her  light skin maintaining  creams but since her husband never indulges her, and the daily money  he drops  for food not being enough, she began to sell drinks and snacks. I hawk the snacks at the market close to the house after school, while she sold drinks to the neighbors.             Th...

  I grew up hearing the words ‘three is a crowd’ and assumed it only relates to going out on a date and inviting a third party. As an adult (eyes rolling) I have come to understand that it transcends that. A third, fourth or fifth person in any kind of ship is a crowd. Could be friendship, relationship or situationship.  One thing I hold dear and scared is friendship. You barely hear me refer to someone as a friend, if I haven’t convinced myself that what we share is worth giving a special tag. Then, there is the skepticism of being in a friendship circle that has more than two persons involved. Being more than two in a supposed circle gives room for gossip, vile statements, delusional believe of jealousy and crazy assumptions that can leave a mark of hatred. It is important you understand yourself first; your lifestyle, beliefs, desires, goals and perception about things and life before making someone who shares the same a friend. If either of you decide to introduce someone ...