2013,I'm back , I'm back ! :)

I started this blog in September 2008 with so much excitement. As the years went by, I got caught up with work and so many other things. Today marks the beginning of the second half of 2013 and I am happy to say I am back. I am happy that in the past few years, I have successfully completed 5 manuscripts and still waiting for publishers and literary agents to find them interesting enough and now I am trying my hands at a collection of love stories. Since I have relocated to Abuja from Lagos, I might not have much Lagos gist to give you guys but trust me, there will always be gist about so many things, ranging from the Abuja wannabes and the ups and downs in the search for Mr right!

phew !

Can't beleive its been almost 2 yrs since I blogged ! Would be back soon :)

Priceless Memories !

I couldn't help laughing as nostalgic memories came flooding back when I came across these plastic dolls in Suleja market a few days ago. All nice and smooth very plastic, no hair exentions. I haven't seen them in over 20 years and I was very surprised to discover they still exist! hahahaha, back in the days these plastic dolls were the it dolls most parents could afford and others just bought the dolls because that was what other little girls had and it would only be appropriate for their daughters to own one. These dolls came in different colours back then like I can see they still do now and most of us who owned one in the end chewed up one or two parts of it. Usually the nose or the feet. I had a red one back then and if  I remember correctly I chewed off the feet!Its a little sad that children of the upper class might never get to play with these dolls today nor understand what they meant to us back in da days.... These memories are priceless.

LETTER TO MY CHILD

My Dear Unborn,
Even though you have not been conceived, it gives me great joy and fulfilment to write you these words of prayers , blessings and love. God bless you. I cant wait to carry you within me and feel you grow , kick and play around in my womb which will be your playground for nine months. As I nourish, speak, sing and pray for you. I am not looking forward to the agony of labour but I can’t wait to hear your scream as you make your grand entry into this world. One flesh and blood together for nine months and meeting for the first time as I hold you in my arms for the first time , suckling you and bonding with you.

What will you be? A son to be my strength? Or a daughter to be my peace? Would you have big brown eyes and soft curly black hair? Or would you settle for kind small dark eyes and thick kinky hair like mine ? Would you be peaceful enough to let me sleep when I am tired and need to? Or would you cry a lot to remind me that you are mine, my responsibility , my joy and my headache?
What should I call you ? Do I name you after heroes of old or give you a name that belongs to you because you are unique? Theres more to names than just the way they sound, so I hear.

Oh my unborn, theres no doubt , I would love you with all my heart because I will be your mother but spare the rod I will not. Discipline and the fear of God are part of my obligations to both of us. As daddy would not always be home all the time to see the naughty things you do. So any time I raise my voice or my hand in caution, try to understand that I do it for love and the fact that I want you to be great and live right. I want your life to have more meaning as the days progress. Anytime I kneel with you in prayers, know that I’m not trying to deprive you of your precious sleep . I just want you to understand the essence of life and the Supremacy a higher being, that is the Almighty.

Well my beautiful unborn, I will not say too much for now as I still await your arrival I can only but take one day at a time as I await the lessons we will teach each other in this journey we call , life.

Lots of love, hugs and kisses,

Mommy.

Trains at Yaba....

The last time I actually saw a functional moving train in Nigeria was in the 80's. As a child growing up in the North, it used to be some sort of luxury for those who were opportuned to travel by it. I used to play on the rail tracks as a child and we were told by adults back then never to stick chewing gum or leave syringes lying on the tracks as these could cause the trai to run off the tracks!! Goodness! the things we beleived. Whew! well it felt good to see a train again today almost twenty years later and I couldnt help but capture it!

Singles Thou Art Loosed !

What is it with churches and singles again?? This morning I saw a bill board with the words "Authorization to marry" and here I am sitting in my office flipping through a news paper and there are the words "Singles Thou Art Loosed"! I agree there are low days in the life of a single but the same also applies to the married and those in commited relationships too! Why make the single life sound like bondage??

Da Vinci's Woman...

Like I said on my face book status , "I'm drowning in Divine Favour" as I received fantastic news 2 days ago and still soaking in its warmth. I started this blog as NOSTALGIC MANGO and today decided to change its name to Da Vinci's woman. Question , Question? Well the answer to that is very simple, I beleive he is the most intelligent man that ever lived! I have read the book the Da Vinci Code twice and at the moment I'm still reading another controversial book "Holy Blood , Holy Grail" and still marvelling at all the "secret" codes hidden in Leonardo Da Vinci's paintings on the folly of man.As a girl with a voracious appetite for Knowledge, books and history.Despite all the controversies with regards to the supposed connection between Jesus and Mary Magdalene, the secret bloodline, the Holy Grail and the insinuation that Christianity might just be nothing but a great big HOAX!!I laugh when I remember the fact that there was no place or point in time when any of these books ever mentioned that there is no God.For me it is very important that both historical documentations still acknowledged the existence of a Supreme One.Well I find the man Leonardo Da Vinci very intriguing even though hes been dead a very long time, the puzzle (thats if there really is one !) he left behind is still being unravelled by curious ones. Just this morning I read online that theres a probability that Leonardo Da Vinci was a woman and that the painting of the Mona Lisa might be a painting of himself! Well I believe he was a genius and many other things but definitely not a woman! So as his biggest fan I have decided to go by the name Da Vinci's woman until I finish reading my novel and see what happen's after that!. If nothing interesting comes up I might go back to being NOSTALGIC MANGO...