the hub of entertainment….
“I can’t marry Ifakolade, God forbid… Ifakolade of all people, because of revenge… Maami, don’t force me into another error, this was exactly how you forced me into marrying Daniel the Igbo man because of money. Maami because you want to kill Larry out of revenge, you want me to marry Ifakolade… a drug addict,
I was told someone was outside asking to See Me. I thought it was one of the villagers coming to ask for money, because ever since I got to the village, it had been one villager after another coming to ask me for money… I told my immediate younger sister to discharge him, but she
As I drove close to my mother’s house, I realized the drum beating was from my mother’s house. There was a feast going on, the moment I parked, the drum ceased… My mother was shocked to See Me. I am sure she was torn between running towards me in excitement or showing her anger towards
” Mercy Killing? You want me to kill your husband, Sis Grace…? This is definitely not you Speaking.. Please, this is stress speaking… ” Doctor Jack looked ME perplexed “And it’s absolutely normal because you have been through a lot in the past two months, you have been sitting by your husband for the past
I Could hear the distant beating of the popular Bata drum “Iya ilu” ( Mother Drum) being beaten and the Shallow sound of the Omele Ako ( a smaller drum) as I drove my Jeep towards Igbonla… Igbonla was a village known for festivities…. There was always one party or the other….We had no worries,
” What exactly prompted this attack, could it have been the news of the pregnancy..Maybe the excitement was too much for his fragile heart? ” Doctor Jack asked me… ” Exactly.. He doesn’t want the pregnancy ” I summoned all confidence to say ” What?, You both have been looking for the fruit of the
I sat in that position for over 7 mins analyzing what my best option was. With hands like Jelly, I picked up my phone and I found myself dialing Larry’s number. That was the only person I could think of calling. It rang just twice… ” So?” What is your conclusion…. ?”. He said with
Funny Enough… That day started as a normal day. I had been invited to minister in Kenya. Larry, my Keyboardist went with me as usual. The ministration was powerful.. I retired to my room, Room 401 to have my rest, when Larry called me .. ” Grace, I am bored… Can I come over”..Those were
“I was at that point in my music career when my voice was the hit… I was a Gospel Musician but with a very unique voice and style of music…. Larry was my keyboardist, He was divinely anointed to play the Keyboard . He was married and I was too…. He just knew how to
The sky above gleamed with lightning and light showers began to cascade down to the earth. Emmanuel did not move, he remained on his knees making his request known to God. A few nurses had tears in their eyes watching him pray in the rain.Back in the theater, the female doctor who happened to be