“I am now born again” She spoke firmly.

I laughed teasingly at her and she repeated her statements again. She was more firm than before that I partly believed her. When she noticed the change in my demeanor, she dropped the bombshell. I could not believe the tale I was hearing! I never thought….

My mouth was wide agape when she finished her tale. I sat there trembling like a leaf. Yvonne noticed the fear in my eyes and drew closer to console me but I shrank from her. I don’t know what happened next but I found myself jogging, picking up the pace and finally running to Navoro Hall. As I ran Yvonne’s disclosure played in my mind like last week’s El Classico.

It all happened two weeks after school resumed. Mr. Daniel had spotted Amanda at Mayaga Annex Cafeteria drinking coke. She got interested in him from that moment. He tried everything possible for everything for Amanda to sleep with her but to no avail. He even threatened to get destroy her grades and get her expelled from the school but she wouldn’t budge. Then on one fateful day, he saw Amanda and I kissing near Navoro Hall. It was then He changed his tactics. He told her that if She doesn’t sleep with him, He would crumble my GPA and get me expelled from the school. Amanda knew the situation back at my home. She knew it would break my poor parents heart if I got expelled. She then agreed unwillingly to sleep with Mr. Daniel for my sake. Yvonne told me it was Mr. Daniel’s idea that it should happen at Navoro Hall since no one would suspect. Despite all those façades they put up they never expected I’d show up at Navoro Hall without informing Amanda. It was ill fate that I saw her with him that night. Since then She had been trying to get to me explain what she had done, hoping that I might I understand. And moreover, she knew about the affair between Yvonne and I for quite some time but swallowed all the pain, hoping and praying that I’d change. Yvonne explained that She disclosed this to her after She came to seeking for her forgiveness when she had repented and chosen the path to righteousness and light.

“Elorm, she needs you”

Yvonne’s final words reverberated in my ears as I climbed those familiar stairs of Navoro hall to Amanda’s room. I opened the door forcibly, panting as I observed that all her belongings where packed neatly at a corner. I saw a piece of paper with my name written on it. I took the paper with faltered hands. The message was the shortest and heat breaking message I have ever read.

It read “ELORM, IT HURTS THAT YOU SEEM ME AS TRASH WHEN ALL I HAVE DONE IS FOR YOUR SAKE. IT HURTS THAT I STILL LOVE YOU DESPITE ALL THIS. I CAN’T TAKE IT LONGER. I CAN’T HAVE YOU SO NEAR WHEN I CANNOT HAVE YOU BY MY SIDE. IT HURTS TO SAY GOODBYE. IT HURTS SO BAD!”

A stream of tears flowed down my cheek as I read the message. My heart ached like a needle had pierced it. I dropped the paper and sped out of the room again and down the stairs. I think I might had pushed the security man down on my way down but I didn’t care. I knew what I had read and I knew what it meant.

I ran to Poyongo, a dam just behind the Navoro Hall. The moon was full and bright as I stood there staring into the dam frightened as to what I might discover. My eyes fell on a pink dress at the middle of the dam. I jumped into the water and swam to the body and pulled her out. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her that her face was almost stoned cold. I began CPR. I did it for almost 2 minutes but there was no response. I couldn’t call for help and I didn’t know what to do. I began hitting her chest with all my strength sobbing, crying and saying “Please, don’t leave me. Don’t die. I’m sorry Amanda. I love you”. Yet She didn’t respond. I became motionless like a mannequin at the thought of what happened. I stared blankly at the reflection of the moon in the water like I was seeing the moon for the first time. I was lost in myself when I heard a cough and then a second and then a third. She coughed the water out and opened her eyes.

“You came?” She mumbled.

I was too shocked to say a word. All my words fell as tears from my cheeks on to her face. She forced a smile and whispered “Elorm, take me home”.

I carried her like a trophy towards Navoro Hall. My mind raced through all the bad things that I said to her. All my stupid actions. I was the one who began THE CHEATING GAME, yet called her a whore. I was the cheat, the whore and an insensitive bitch in one package.

 What kind of woman will sacrifice her pride for the sake of love? What kind of woman will give a cheat like me a second chance?

I didn’t need to look anywhere else for an answer. I held the answer in my arms. Amanda was the angel of my life. Let Amanda end my story.

13:57

I could not bring myself to forgive Amanda. This might had been hypocritical because I also cheated but I could not overlook hers. I really tried but anytime I closed my eyes all I could see was what I saw that night. The pain was unbearable for me because I still couldn’t get pass the undeniable fact that I STILL LOVED AMANDA!

Nonetheless, I vowed to erase all these feelings from deepest doldrums of my heart. If Amnesia was a drug would’ve gladly taken a pill. Who wouldn’t?

Well, I still had a second resort and her name was Yvonne. This time there was no guilt about it. We did all sort of stuff that I needn’t write on paper. Being with her was my “amnesia” to forgetting Amanda and seemed to be working or rather not. However, this 50 shades of Yvonne continued for two months till our story became really twisted.

In all those two months I met Amanda once. It happened at “kokotu” as I bought 50 pesewas of koko and 50 pesewas of koose. This was a norm for most of the guys because it was the time The Hunger Games set in and even gari was worth than Gold. I cleared all the koko and the koose, drank a sachet of Denitius Mineral Water and took off. I was just about to pass through that small hole at King Wordi’s internet café when I felt sharp pierce. I dreaded what I will see but I still returned the gaze. There She was, seated at the Internet Café staring silently at me. Her eyes were sullen and seemed to have lost that spark. Her fair skin was darkened a little and her she had lost a couple of pounds. I was shocked to the spine. I wanted to go over there and hug as tightly as I could and never let go. I wanted to kiss her and tell her everything will be alright. But I couldn’t. Another glance at her recapitulated those bad memories I wanted to forget.

“Bitch!”

I shouted angrily at her and left. She didn’t say it anything. I could still feel the pierce of her stare as I hurried to attend my lecture at NH2. Coincidentally it was Mr. Daniel’s class. I hated that man like I have never hated anyone before. I always attended and sat at the front seat so that I could stare angrily at this disgusting man. I wanted him to know that I hated him since there was almost nothing I could do about it because lecturers were untouchable on campus. Besides, many of the lecturers were rumored to be involved romantically with most of the girls on campus. I couldn’t risk being sacked. So all I could do was stare at him angrily and sing the chorus of Big Sean’s “I don’t f*ck with you” in my head. Surprisingly, this man never cared. He carried on lectures without even a mistaken glance at me and this angered me more. Yet, what could I have done? And besides it was all Amanda’s fault. She broke my heart and not him.

That was two months ago. Everything went on normal with no encounter with Amanda and so many encounters with Yvonne. She never cared about Caleb G Special pizza nor O.J Fried rice neither did she cared about me requesting songs for her on LOVE 101 every Wednesday on RADIO FAS. It was always the walking the talk kind of relationship.

“I can’t come today. I would be going for church”

I called Yvonne one Sunday morning and that was the response She gave me. I laughed at her and told her she is kidding and I know she would be here in half an hour. She told me She’s serious and hanged up. I laughed the joke off and waited. I waited the entire the day but she never came. A similar succession of events happened the next day. On a third day, I heard my phone buzzing and it was her calling. I laughed and picked the call.

“I knew you can’t resist it” I spoke first.

She ignored the comment and stated seriously that she wants to speak with me and that I should kindly meet her on campus. I took a packet of kiss condoms and left. I got to campus and found Yvonne seated on the love bench opposite the Spanish lab. As I got closer, I was taken aback as to what I saw. Yvonne was cloaked in a very long and loose skirt and blouse. She even had a headgear on like those “Osofo mamis” in Nigerian Movies’.

“Praise the lord, Hallelujah” I teased her as I sat on the bench next to her. I tried to kiss her and she pushed me off. I told her to stop tripping and let us get home and get banging.

“I am now born again” She spoke firmly.

I laughed at teasingly her and she repeated her statements again. She was more firm than before that I partly believed her. When she noticed the change in my demeanor, she dropped the bombshell. I could not believe the tale I was hearing! I never thought….

13:54

I had walked a few meters when my self creeped slowly into me. Slowly, I could feel the breeze. Slowly, I felt oxygen in my nostrils. Slowly but painfully, the images of moments ago became vivid like last week’s episode of Empire. Slowly but surely, I realized what I saw.

I saw Amanda having sex with Mr. Daniel, my lecturer at Navoro Hall!

I was heartbroken. How could she do this to me? Those questions raced through my thoughts as I raced to Ashland. Within a few minutes, I was at my door sweating like I just finished a 100-meter race. I had just dropped like a log on my mattress when my phone began ringing incessantly. More awkwardly, the tone been played was Chris Brown and Tyga’s “Loyal”. She called about ten times but I refused to answer. What explanation did she have to give? That She was forced by the lecturer? At Navro Hall?

I finally switched off my phone, cursed all girls in the entire world and tried so hard to sleep. Well, not so hard because I found myself lying on the floor the next morning. The first thing which hit me was those grotesque images from last night. I put on my phone and voila it started ringing again. Amanda was still calling. This time around, I answered.

“Don’t ever call me again, bitch!”

I never gave her the chance to say a word and then I ended the call. I felt a darkness hovering around me but I didn’t care. I called Yvonne to come over and she was there within half an hour. We had sex for almost two hours. I had begun wearing my boxers when I felt a cold touch on my PhD.

“One more round, Please?” Yvonne whispered.

What the hell? Who the f**k does this girl think I am? King of Porno or what?

I took a swipe at her and she giggled, got dressed and gave me the “call me sign” and left. The rest of the day went on without any drama except for the calls of Amanda which had become a norm. It was around 7.15 pm when I rushed to Davi to get two balls of Kenkey when I had that inevitable confrontation with Amanda.

The queue was long as usual as many boys crowded around Davi to get a bite of her Kenkey. I was trying so hard to chew some of the Kenkey when a familiar voiced called my name.

“Elorm”

 I turned and it was Amanda. I was not surprised She found me here because that was my joint almost every night. Mostly, I do come there with her. We usually ate together as boys stared as like we were naked. I pretended like I didn’t notice her and resumed my tactics to catch Davi’s attention. She called my name again. It was then that Rash Lala, my course mate drew my attention that my girlfriend was calling me. I got peeved at the word girlfriend and went on a rampage.

“You call this whore my girlfriend?” pointing at her. The entire place became quite like a grave yard, boosting my anger at her.

“I don’t go with bitches who sleep with Lecturers for grades” Those last words stung her like a bee. She murmured something inaudible and a tear fell from her eyes. A single man tear She shed and disappeared slowly into the darkness towards Navoro Hall.

The boys resumed their normal bickering and hustling like nothing had happened. In a moment, I nearly felt bad for what I did but I refused to be sucked in. She deserved it. I reassured myself and shouted Davi, I came before him!

to be continued...

13:50

I pondered and lingered over those thoughts without any apparent answer. But I arrived at a conviction. I must end my affairs with Yvonne and confess to Amanda tomorrow!

That was my plan. Unfortunately, my plan was too naïve, void and too static to deal with the events which were to begin to unfold the next day. Those events which altered, distorted and disoriented me from myself. Changed everything.

Who knew?

Who could have guessed?

“Auntie Muni Waakye! Auntie Muni Waakye!! Auntie Muni Waakye!!!”

A familiar voice screamed in my brain as I observed the most boring lecture ever. I tried so hard to concentrate but the voice screamed louder. It was the persistent voice of hunger.  I checked my watched and nearly fainted. We still got 20 minutes left! I stared blankly at the lecturer as he continued to lecture who knows what. What seemed to be an eternity finally came to an end.

“Any question before we close?”

The class was dead silent. Surely, everyone must have got that hunger vibe stirring in their tummy. Then within a twinkle of an eye, Mathew stood up asking a question. Wallahi!  Like seriously? All the faces in the class were annoyed staring angrily and silently in silent anger at Mathew. At that moment, we all forgot he was the chief source of “dubbing” during assignments and mid trims. It took another five minutes for the lecturer to answer his question.

“Any further questions?”

“No sir!” We shouted in chorus this time around and brought the lecture to its fate.

I must have beaten Barry Allen as the fastest man alive on my way to Auntie Muni only to be met by a queue as long as Agbo’s shoe. I had to wait because the only food I could cook was indomie, rice and spaghetti with shito. Everything was eaten with shito by almost all the guys on campus and I was no exception to that reality. “Gobe” was a favorite too but that one will take centuries to cook. I thought of giving Amanda a call but I dismissed the idea. Finally, it got to my turn and I bought, ate and left to Ashland, my hostel.

Everything went on smoothly for the entire day. Finally, the sun went on a short holiday and it was night. It was time for me to confess to Amanda. It was time for me tell her everything! I quickly rehearsed some few apologetic sentences behind the mirror and left. I am no Devil as you think so I prayed heavily as I walked towards Navoro Hall.

As I approached the Hall, I remembered that I forgot to tell her I was coming over. Actually, I hadn’t spoken nor seen her the entire day. I dialed her number but it was switched off. When I think about that ill-fated evening, I know I should have turned back when her phone was off but I didn’t. I think it was fate and I was supposed to be there and nothing could’ve been done to change it.

I climbed the stairs and went straight to her door. It was unlocked. I saw Yvonne earlier at Choir practice at the SRC pavilion on my way. So I knew Amanda was alone. I knocked a couple of times and there was no answer. Then I remembered, she could be listening to music with earphones. I opened the door and went straight in.

The lights were still on. I heard soft moans and thought she was watching a movie. As I drew closer, the moans became too loud and too familiar. There was a curtain dividing the room so I couldn’t see the other side. I dreaded what I will see but by impulse I shoved the curtain.

I shoved the curtain and then everything went blank. I was too shocked to process my sense of vision. I thought it was a dream. No. I thought it was a nightmare! I heard someone say something but I didn’t know what. I dazed out of the room in a trance. I went straight into the Ladies Bathroom thinking it was the stairs. Someone screamed and I felt a hard slap on my cheeks. The slap didn’t wake me up from my disillusion but thanks to the slap I found the stairs out of Navoro Hall or more appropriately, out of Hell.

I had walked a few meters when my self creeped slowly into me. Slowly, I could feel the breeze. Slowly, I felt oxygen in my nostrils. Slowly but painfully, the images of moments ago became vivid like last week’s episode of Empire. Slowly but surely, I realized what I saw.

I saw Amanda having sex with Mr. Daniel, my lecturer at Navoro Hall!

13:47

The second edition of Golden Movie Awards Africa (GMAA) announced this year nominees and had scores of actors and actresses in the movie industry bagging nominations.

This year’s nominees was unveiled at Tanga Palace in Accra and had movie directors, actors, actresses and many top notch people.

Country Director, Mimi Andani in her welcome address said, with 248 entries this year, a new record for us considering the fact that it’s only our second year, this year competition was greater than ever and reflecting the tremendous diversity in the film industry.

This year awards is slated on 25th June,2016 will recognize and honor achievement throughout Africa’s film industry with a lot of surprises.

NOMINEE LIST

Golden Cinematography

David Whyte- GbomoGbomo Express Malcom Mclean – Fifty

S. Peters & S. Apemba- Couple Of Days

John Passah- Candle In The Wind

Nicholas Kilony- The Cursed Ones

John Passah - Ghana Must Go

Golden Writer

Walt Banger- GbomoGbomo Express

Tunde Baba Lola- Ghana Must Go

Maxi Mullan Claussen-The Cursed Ones

Eddie Nartey-Beautiful Ruins

Bola Agagbe, Kemi Adesoye, Biyi Bandele-Fifty

Golden Director

Biyi Bandele - Fifty

Frank Rajah - Ghana Must Go

Nana Obiri Yeboah- The Cursed Ones

Walt Banger- GbomoGbomo Express

Pascal Amanfo-Candle In The Wind

Golden Story (Drama)

Stalker- Moses Inwang

Fifty-Biyi Bandele-

Anniversary-Afe Olumowe

Beautiful Ruins- Eddie Nartey

Gbomogbomo Express-Walter Banger

Golden Story (Comedy)

Kobby Rana – I Do

Kofi Asamoah- Kalybos In China

Ehisoje Ojesebholo, Jimi Bendele, Yvonne Okoro- Ghana Must Go

Frank Fifi Gharbin- Obroni Wawu

Overall Golden Movie

Ghana Must Go

Fifty

Silver Rains

Gbomogbomo Express

The cursed ones

Golden Actress ( TV Series)

Joselyn Dumas- Shampaign

Maame Yaa Boafo- An African City

Kabuki Akiwomi- Shampaign

Lynn Bentil- Shampaign

P. Fella Makafui – YOLO

Nikki Samonas-V- Republic

Jasmine Baroudi-V Republic

Golden Actor (TV Series)

Blossom Chukwujeku-Shampaign

John Peasah-YOLO

Fred Kanebi-Shampaign

J.O.T Agyeman-Shampaign

Aaron Adatsi-YOLO

Golden Discovery

Afia Odo-Beautiful Ruins

Ophelia Dzidzornu- The Cursed Ones

Queenstar Anaafi-YOLO

Wiyala- No Man’s Land

Shatta Wale- Shattered Romance

Lynn Bentil- Shampaign

Golden Most Promising

Salma Munin- No Man’s Land

P. Fella Makafui- YOLO

Lisa Awuku- Ghana Must Go

Rosemary Zimu-Shampaign

Kabuki Akiwomi-Shampaign

Overall Golden Tv Series

Shampaign

YOLO

V-Republic

An African City

Golden Short Film

Black Out- Juliet Ibrahim

Just Cry- Harry Bentil

Hope- Juliet Ibrahim

Ireti-Tope Oshin Ogun

Alima- Femi Adebayo

Golden Art Director

The Cursed Ones

Ghana Must Go

Beautiful Ruins

Silver Rain

I Do

GbomoGbomo Express

Golden Indigenous

Nyame Nhyira Mmaa Obroni Wawu

Dara

Sister Sisters

Yegye Y’akonwa

Golden Documentary

Gold Is Here The Art Of Ama Ata Aidoo Access To Clean Water Golden Animation

Agokorli

The Peculiar life of a Spider

Imaging

Golden Sound Editor

Chidi Chefe Uzoma -Couple Of Days

Dayo thompson- GbomoGbomo Express

Pius Fakoke- Fifty

Gerrot Furhmann- The Cursed Ones

Owulabi Gbade-Falling

Golden Editor

Walter Banger-GbomoGbomo Express

Shirley Frimpong Manso- Rebecca

Mark Mitchelle-Silver Rain

Josh Livinsky- The Cursed Ones

Mattew Bate- Fifty

Golden Costume

Caroline Grey- Beautiful Ruins

Yolanda Okereke- Fifty

Henrietta Addae-Royal Diadem

Fauzia Yakubu- Candle In The Wind

Patrick Asante-Silver Rain

Golden Soundtrack

Ofie Kudjoe- Silver Rain

I Do- Kobby Rana

Bernie Nti- Candle In The Wind

Claus Ansah Acqua- Ghana Must Go

Golden Make-up

Friday Abcodus- Shampaign

Lola Maokejevoh-Fifty

Nana Akua Amoako- Royal Diadem

Isabella Awun- Beautiful Ruins

Rita Nortey, Laverne Silva-Silver Rain

Golden Actor In A Drama

John Dumelo- Beautiful Ruins

Gideon Okeke- GbomoGbomo Express

Enyinma Nwigwe- Silver Rains

Adjetey Annan- Cartel

Oris Erhuenu- The Cursed Ones

Golden Supporting Actor In A Drama

Fred Amugi-Beautiful Ruins

Gbemro Ajibade- GbomoGbomo Express

Fred Amugi-The Cursed Ones

Wale Ojo- Fifty

Kofi Adjorlolo- Royal Diadem

Golden Actress Drama

Joycelyn Dumas- Silver Rain

Christabel Ekeh-Candle In The Wind

Zynell Zuh- Anniversary

Adesua Etomi- Falling

Golden Supporting Actress Drama

Osas Ajibade- GbomoGbomo Express

Belinda Baidoo- Silver Rain

Adesua Etomi- Couple Of Days

Ama K. Abrebese- The Cursed Ones

Ebube Nwagbo-Anniversary

Golden Actor Comedy

Kalybos- Kalybos In China

Van Vicker- I Do

Kwaku Manu – Obroni Wawu

Ehizojie Oje Sebholo

Jimi Bendell

Golden Supporting Actress (Comedy)

Helen Paul – Ghana Must Go

Nana Ama McBrown- I Do

Kiki Omeili-Jimi Bendel

Doris Sakitey- Ghana Must Go

Ama Nuobia- Ghana Must Go

Golden Supporting Actor (Comedy)

Kofi Adjorlolo-Ghana Must Go

IK Obgonna- Ghana Must Go

Van Vicker- Obroni Wawu

Nkem Owoh Ghana Must Go

Karikari Prince Amoabeng- Kalybos In China

04:34

This was a sign I thought. I dismissed Yvonne telling her we must never do that again. She parted an evil smile and left. I know what it meant. I can’t resist her seductions and she can have me anytime she wants to have me.

I sat down to ponder over the what just happened when another knock came on the door.

“Why. Do you want sugar too?” I shouted

“Yes, Elorm. I want to taste your sweet sugar”

I raised my head to the softness and direction of the voice. She smiled and shouted surprise!

It was Amanda.

It was barely two minutes since Yvonne had left my place. Baba God, glory to you! I didn’t want to lose Amanda and certainly not because of a girl like Yvonne. Surely, not after I have been through hell for her to accept my proposal. All the Alhaji work, all those Pizzas and surely the threats I have received from other male competitors on campus. I wasn’t ready to let all those efforts go to waste. Besides, I loved Amanda. `She was the only real thing in my life.

Amanda noticed the change in my visage when I saw her. She came closer to me and placed a quick passionate kiss on my guilty lips. Her eyes beamed with the compassion of a nightingale as She asked me what was wrong. I nearly spilled the beans. One look at Amanda’s bulky brown eyes could make me tell her anything, divulge any secret. But not this time. This was a secret I could not never let lose.

I kissed her back and told her that I love her. She smiled displaying her beautiful pair of dimples. The rest of the day which was a Sunday went on smoothly without any other drama. We played scrabble together. She watched me play FIFA with Stephen. I watched her sleep. She woke up at 9:00p.m and left to Navro hall to prepare for lectures the following day.

This was love. I could feel its vibrations at all the facets of my anatomy. We barely had sex but anytime she left I felt my being drawn into more hallucinations of our time together. I found myself reminiscing with John Legends “All of me” playing in the background. Was it this that Romeo felt when he saw Juliet? It could have. It must have been this feeling that is being nestled as a nestling of all my faculties; driving me crazy. But why? If this was love, why do I cheat on her? If my love was so strong for her, why can’t i overcome the machinations and crafted seductions of Yvonne who I didn’t love? Love conquers all they say. But does it?

I pondered and lingered over those thoughts without any apparent answer. But I arrived at a conviction. I must end my affairs with Yvonne and confess to Amanda tomorrow!

That was my plan. Unfortunately, my plan was too naïve, void and too static to deal with the events which were to begin to unfold the next day. Those events which altered, distorted and disoriented me from myself. Changed everything.

Who knew?

Who could have guessed?

To be continued… 

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11:47

The knock on my door sounded like the biblical trumpets on Judgement Day. For a moment, I was conscious of the passage of time. The seconds which elapsed seemed like an eternity and only amplified my anxiety. I stared awkwardly at the nude girl on my bed and I felt a sharp pain in my chest. All the intricate pleasures of the past minutes were replaced by fear, uncertainty and shame.

She whispered. No she purred “Were you expecting Amanda?”

Amanda was my girlfriend and over the past weeks I have been banging her roommate and friend Yvonne. Amanda was the most beautiful girl I have ever met. Her beautiful brown eyes. Her naturally fair, smooth skin. Her slim figure with a tinged of a moderate nicki minajes behind. Her stiff but soft twin set of ripe oranges. All these features screamed one word. Immaculate!

Amanda was the most beautiful girl you have never seen. But yet I have seen, touched and did things with her. I mean had sex with her. But like a dark albatross hanging over my neck I could not resist the seductions of Yvonne, her friend. Yvonne was not bad looking either but the beauty gap between her and Amanda was like the queue at Davi’s Kenkey.

Another knock came on the door and this time around startled Yvonne. She began wearing her clothes which were scattered all over the floor during the foreplay. I gripped her hand as she was dressing. She got confused.

“You’re wearing my boxers” I whispered

It was a funny moment but our sense of humor was nowhere to be found. She quickly removed mine and wore hers. Within a few seconds, we were both dressed like we were going for Sunday mass. I took a few glances to make sure everything was in order only to see her brazier under the bed. I quickly tucked it into my shoe and walked to the door. At that time, I had already counted about five series of knocks. I eyed the room once more and pointed to Yvonne to sit on my roommates bed.

A word of prayer passed my lips and then with the apparent manifestation of the holy spirit in me I opened the door with feigned innocence that I always put up when my Dad caught me watching Spartacus. I opened the door and then I froze.

“Charley, you get Gari for your there?”

“Kwasia, I have cassava!” that was the reply I nearly gave Stephen but I didn’t. I was totally annoyed but I didn’t. All those moments I thought it was Amanda because She told me she was tired and would visit me in the evening. So I gave Yvonne a quick call so that we could do some “Kpakpa kpa” before then.

This was a sign I thought. I dismissed Yvonne telling her we must never do that again. She parted an evil smile and left. I know what it meant. I can’t resist her seductions and she can have me anytime she wants to have me.

I sat down to ponder over the what just happened when another knock came on the door.

“Why. Do you want sugar too?” I shouted

“Yes, Elorm. I want to taste your sweet sugar”

I raised my head to the softness and direction of the voice. She smiled and shouted surprise!

It was Amanda.

To be continued….

11:37

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05:47

For quite sometime now, Social Media has been flooded with 'quotes' from Africa's most 'popular' President H.E Robert Mugabe. It should be noted that these quotes do not emanate from the veteran President. Nonetheless, they are still quite hilarious!

Today, I share with you top ten 'Mugabe witty sayings'. LAUGH YOUR HEARTS OUT. ENJOY1

1. If you're in love with more than one person then what's inside you is no longer a HEART but a MEMORY CARD.

2. My Dear Ladies, Do not buy a SELFIE STICK when your armpit needs a SHAVING STICK.

3. If you are UGLY, you are UGLY. Stop talking about inner beauty cos we don't walk around with X-Rays.

4. If ladies think Menstruation is a big issue, wait till you get an ERECTION IN PUBLIC.

5.Some of you girls can't even jog for 5 minutes but expect a guy to last in bed with you for 2 HOURS?? Your level of Selfishness demands a ONE WEEK CRUSADE!

6. Dear Sisters, Don't be deceived  by a man who text you "I miss you" only when it's raining...YOU'RE NOT AN UMBRELLA!

7. Respect Pregnant women because it's not easy walking around with evidence you've HAD SEX!

8. It's hard to bewitch African girls these days. Every time you take a piece of her hair to the witch doctor, either a Brazilian innocent woman gets mad or a factory in China catches fire.. lol.

9. Being dumped by a dark-skinned girl is the worst thing ever; Because anytime you get home and see charcoal, you become EMOTIONAL!

10. Some guys just sit and write ridiculous stuffs and attach my name. GOD IS SOAKING YOUR CANES IN PALM WINE. LOL.

Hope you guys have enjoyed them as much I did.***can't stop laughing.

You can share your favorite "Mugabe Quotes" via the comment box below.

14:26

It has been quite a routine for sometime now that the winner for the Artiste of the Year at the Vodafone Ghana Music Awards will automatically get an a nomination  at the BET Awards. Certainly not this year.

Vera Hamenoo-Kpeda better known by her stage name MzVee has been nominated for the Best International Act African Category! This was announced by the Black Entertainment Television (BET) on Friday morning. The dancehall artiste becomes the first female in Ghana to be an entrant in the category after Sarkodie and Stonebwoy.

The sexy 'Natural Girl' hitmaker will be competing against South Africans AKA, Cassper Nyovest and Black Coffee, Nigerians Wizkid and Yemi Alade, Tanzanian Diamond Platinumz and Ivorian Serge Beynaud.

The 2016 BET Awards will take place at the Microsoft Theater In Los Angeles, United States of America  three days after her birthday on Sunday, June 26.

We, at The Silent Observer congratulates you on the nomination! Our prayers are with you.

GO MAKE GHANA PROUD!

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Well, it seems the 'war' between Ghana and Nigeria over which country cooks the better jollof has just been had a boost with the release of the song 'Ghana Jollof' by Sexy Ghanaian model/musician Sister Deborah. The song is produced by Kuvie is more likely to get you sing along the vocals while shaking something.

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Good evening guys. It's been my ages but I trust y'all doing great as I am. Well, no amount of garnered delicacies served from encyclopaedia Britannica  could help me apologize to you for being A.W.O.L and almost failing my civil duty as "The Silent Observer". It brings me no joy that I have missed so many events during my hiatus, respite or whatever you choose to call it. Please before I apologize, allow me to blame poor internet connection in Navorongo where I am currently marooned to acquire my Bachelors degree in Biochemistry. Nonetheless, I am sorry and like John Snow in the Game of Thrones I have been reborn;(like kaikai).

Enough blabbering from me.

A bit of a cliché but the Vodafone Ghana Music Awards has always been inundated with lots of criticisms, celebrity stunts, 'cheating'....( you can fill in the rest). The much hyped and arguably the biggest Entertainment event in the Ghanaian calendar unfortunately always ends  up being 'mediocre'. Every year, Entertainment connoisseurs and the Ghanaian public always say 'This is the worst VGMA ever'. Quite Ironic but the standard keeps sinking! A friend described last years VGMA as the 'whackest' and I wonder what adjective She has coined for this year's. The live performance thing was 'whackest' too. WTF! Seriously, for a moment I just stared at the television like I just saw Kojo Nkansah Lil Win on an episode of 'Keeping up with the Kardashians'. I needed a quick explanation and so I desperately logged on Facebook. It was then a friend wrote on his wall that the live performance thing was like a 'testing mic' thingy before Efya's performance. What a relief cos like seriously, it was 'whackest'. Well, Efya finally came out after all the 'testing mic' by some other artistes and delivered a stunning performance with a nightingale voice. The best performance of the night. A sting in the nightmare!

Fast Forward......Fast Forward....Fast Forward.....Fast Forward. Oh Yeah! that's what you do when you're watching an astronomically boring movie. You just want to see what happens at the end. Okay, now the Finale! The Winner of the Artiste of the Year is E.L. Oh! this is a mistake or maybe Chris Attoh is attempting a blind mimicry of Steve Harvey's mistake at the 2015 Miss World. Then E.L came and took the award and all that. Still, Chris Attoh said nothing. What the hell! Maybe this is like the 'remix' of the Miss Universe and the mistake will be corrected the next day. I waited for two straight days but nothing. I finally gave up today and decided  to poor my frustrations  on this blog for such a perform-appoinment!
(excuse the malapropism)
There has been a lot of hue and cry on social media about 'Cha-Cha' house's  credibility and someone saying E.L bought the award. LOL. I like E.L (no homo). He's tall like me and all that( still no homo). He deserves the award but not this year! But hey! No one has actually won without some quarters saying that person does not deserve it. SO PLEASE, STOP HATING ON EL.

From a tall nig** to a fellow taller nig**, CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU EL. I HOPE I GET A RIDE IN YOUR CAR ONE DAY!

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