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BB Sasore, thank you for this movie. I have no idea if you experienced this movie or someone else did, but, I am convinced this movie couldn't have been someone's muse - this was real life experience! Ladies and gentlemen, if you haven't seen God Calling, you absolutely should. This movie has a star studded cast, amazing directing, apt graphics that just blow your mind and great acting that depicts reality to a zing. God Calling is about a family, man, wife and a daughter. They are happy, but wife doesn't like God or religion. It shows when she is forced to go to church by her little daughter and the pastor stops mid preaching to tell her 'God is calling you'. She scoffs it off and tells her husband that the pastor is looking for money. From thence, her life spirals out of control and brings her to a point she wants to kill herself... I cried and screamed during this movie, mostly because I've experienced something like it. Everyone needs to s

It's been a minute, folks. Hope you're holding up okay in the lockdown. The pandemic has necessitated that we do any and all things and that includes all the channels on DStv,  even the terrible ones; cue - African Magic Epic...shoot me already! Anyway, this evening, the movie Native Girl came up and apart from the descriptive name, what caught my attention and held it was the director's name - Yul Edochie. (Ahem, a few of us fancy his gravelly voice). He's a great actor though, and this was the first time I was seeing him as director, I was really interested in the movie. Except, when the movie began, I got distracted by another person, the herione - Judy Austin. She was phenomenal as the native girl who could only speak Ibo language despite her absolute beauty. Brief description: Yul Edochie played Uchenna, a business man in the US whose mom wants grandkids and therefore introduces a woman to him on phone. Said woman is so beautiful he approves his mother&#

3 EVACUATION She stood on the deck of the ship as it slowly berthed at the walls of Marshland. A rope was let down from the parapet as opposed to the walkway, only let down when resources had to be transferred from the ship into Marshland. Laika had undressed the soldiers, even the guy in the control room, which she had tied up on his chair in only his under shorts. She had parked up all the uniforms and boots in a large duffel. She heaved it over her shoulder and began climbing the ladder with the conviction of meeting Zuka at the top. She wanted to grin when she saw that she’d been right but Zuka immediately looked down her cloths, questions shone in his eyes. “War. Cameroon is bombing this place in the morning and Nigeria isn’t going to do anything,” Laika explained urgently, dropping the duffel at his feet. “What…?” “I commandeered the ship, we have less than an hour to evacuate everybody before the soldiers at the wall suspect foul play.” “But, Laika…” “Hey

2 SEIZURE The war started in her mind first. Laika took count of the soldiers on board the warship. As a single female prisoner, she got only five escorts, one ship steerer and the captain who was so fat he could barely fit in the door to his cabin; she counted six in all, as she couldn’t regard the captain as hostile. She took stock of weapons at her disposal and for the first time, the clogging stench of the crocodile filled muddy water was her strongest ally. It was a stench so vile that one would regard the smell of a dead rat in a damp, stuffy house as potpourri. She noticed that the armed guard beside her started twitching his nose as the ship made its torturous way through the college of crocodiles and possibly decayed bodies thrown into the marsh for as long as Marshland existed; bodies that the crocodiles apparently refused to devour, so pieces of human body parts floated around stinking up the place. The stench was her distraction. Then she had to find a way

It was for survival at first, then the hope of revenge, but love herded it the whole time. ...love for one man ...love for innocence ...love for humanity. 1 WAR In 2030, the exponential escalation of crime clogged the prisons with criminals, both deserving and undeserving. The justice system, warped as ever, scraped off the death penalty, but now it needed a place to send heinous criminals…and so Marshland was created, male and female prisoners dumped on an island. Laika gazed at the huge fence dividing Marshland from Nigeria, army men stood guard there, in addition to the vast, crocodile infested muddy water separating them; escape was impossible. She turned on the parapet to stare at the opposite side; the Cameroon Mountain could be seen at night in its lighted glory…Marshland Island stood between two quarrelling countries. Their only communication with Nigeria was the lone warship that transported distress materials to them once in six months; barring t

First off, happy new year, y'all! It's been a wild while. I know it's almost the end of January, but hey, this is Nigeria, right? Lol!  So, a while back, like five couple of months, eating healthy in Uyo, Akwa Ibom State was a bore. Plus it was reducing the weight of our purses instead of our belly and bumbum.  Anyhoo, take a look at the innocent cup below...  Innocent and exotic looking. This here cup goes for N1500 at 19, Uruan street - Freshblesyns Fruit Juice Bar.  It was innocent until I took the first scoop. Hmmmmmm! Sweet, blessed sweetness! I could practically see my flat stomach behind my eyelids. The crunch, the melt, the juicy, the sour, the sweet, all mixed to encourage a foodgasm!  I made love to the rest of that innocent looking cup. When I was done, it looked ravished and experienced. If you're in Uyo, go here and eat healthy without grimacing.  My gift to you.  😘😘😘 Ciao!