Month: March 2016
PET NAMES
Is happy new year 2016 still a valid greeting? Please accept that greeting from me as it is my first piece of writing for this year. I remember promising me, and you, that my writing will be without barriers and boundaries. I will do just that, even if my closest person feels I should be diplomatic. Like I say always, “just leave me and let me write whatever it is that is bugging my head, tugging at the strings of my mind”.
Someone comes into your life, whether ‘your amazing life’ like many of you like to refer to it, or ‘your wretched life’ like some of the foul mouthed ones I call friends will say; they make an impact and… Scratch that… Someone comes into your life and presses your mumu button so hard (or not at all if you are actually on a scamming mission), and you look for that special way to address them.
That brings me to the idea of pet names, and allied matters (that should make it sound serious). I am lucky to have different people pet name me at different times. At least I have had someone ‘Baby mi’ me and I am someone’s ‘Treasure’.
In giving, I have been chanced to pet name many people. Now before you hang the “hopeless ashewo” tag on me, not all of them are/were romantically involved with me. You might want to question my motive for pet naming someone who I do not have a romantic relationship with. Biko, leave that side. E nor consign you *rolling my big eyes*
Some of these pet names are inspired by situations and occurrences, by dates and times, and even by sheer creativity. There is also the pet name that comes from shortening of names. Someone I was with for a lengthy period of time earned the tag Queenie because I wanted a ‘funkified’ version of Queen. I have been privileged to name someone else Dovey, although I am not sure that should have been the name.
Of course there is Sugarmunch, Honeybun and Prettyhead. I have Habibti, translated as My love in Arabic.
I have also heard of many interesting and loving names that people give to their partners. There is the Emperor and Empress, ife (the Yoruba name for love), ife mi (translated as my love). While we were growing up, our neighbours referred to themselves as M.D. I tried severally to know what that meant (my brain no dey gree rest since I small). I initially thought it came from the name of one of their kids but none of their offsprings bore a name starting with a D.
One of my very close friends and his babe had this unique way of referring to one another. He was Omo yen (that child) and she was Omo kan (one child like that). It was funny to me, but I liked the creativity behind the pet naming.
I have friends who use their partners’ orikis as their pet names. One pet name I particularly find funny is Heartbeat. I am not condemning the use of it o, its just a bit funny to me. Okay, let us say the one I named Queenie was called Heartbeat back then; and then life happened and we had to go our separate ways, does it mean my heart has stopped beating? Looooooool
Or I pet named someone Sunshine, and she left me for good one day. Does it mean the sun has stopped shining on me ni? Let me not be ‘ridiculous’, as Sugarmunch will say to me. Choose to pet name that person the way it pleases you jare, don’t mind those of us who try to crack a joke out of every situation.
Now take a few minutes to laugh at me. Most of those I have given the sweetest sounding pet names (and I have dated, as in dated gangan) have ended up in the arms of another man. That is part of life happening right?
You believe in them pet names and all? You have given and have been given pet names? Please share your thoughts on pet names, the ones you like the most and maybe the funniest sounding ones by using the comment box below. HAPPY NEW YEAR ONCE AGAIN
AMEBO BY KAYGEEGAL
Kaygeegal writes about the many tell tales in our daily life. Enjoy AMEBO, and remember to use the comment box. We appreciate feedback a lot. Thanks
The breeze blew
Harmonizing the hushes after stories
But I have heard…they were talking about me
About my hobby.
She said I’m a lazy seer
Prophetizing a wreckage future.
But I am no seer
I only emit things I see
I told the landlord that brother Jero helps rock his boat
Afterall he needs help down there.
Was I a lazy seer when I prophesied that Lere would die of black heart?
I alone see her around Sikiru
When all hens shed their chickens at his presence
She dwells with him in the dark
I rock on my stool…listening
She that cast my news knows why
Her beau laced her with that black rope I know nothing of
She should rejoice I see things
Her naive listener’s husband would have climbed the unclimbed.
Am I still a lazy seer?
Am I wrong in protecting them all like a great shepherd?
Should I tell her now that her beau just escaped to the Corper’s chamber?
Naaaaah…let her enjoy my tales with her listener
By my stool, they shall all pass
The writer is on twitter as @kaygeegal. She writes for leisure and pleasure
MY SMOOCH STIFLER (POETRY) BY ‘LANRE BUCKNOR
This happens to be the first post here this year. I remember promising that I would write more often. While I have failed in that regard, I still have the opportunity to make it right. For today, enjoy ‘Lanre Bucknor’s writing. Its quite a humorous read. Don’t forget to use the comment box too
As much as I want the beards
It has refused to heed my call
As much as I crave the beards
It has refused to yield result
Age has moved in geometrics
Beards chose to be arithmetic
If age were to be the metrics
Maybe mine would have been a matrix
One have seen the womenfolk adorn it
Even though they cherish it not
But not everyone of us chose to be apes
‘Cos some even remove with tapes
The quantity of hair elsewhere swells
Even though one wants them less
Like a military man bound by the code
Hair in the jaw region has refused to grow
Allison coke carves with mischevious smile
Same funny smirks that comes in phase
Methylated spirit wouldn’t change my case
As I have discovered beard gang isn’t my fate
Beard would serve some of us well
Most of us already going bald
For dual purpose in sunnah and gang
For maturity in wisdom and class
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‘Lanre is not particularly bald but have a receding hairline. He craves having beards but unfortunately for him so far, he hasn’t been able to keep a full one. Well, he is on twitter as @lordrooz