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06/06/2025

Is Love Enough❓❓❓

Some days ago, popular Nollywood actor, Etim Effiong uploaded the picture below with a caption that sparked controversy especially among bloggers. In as much there is nothing ‘weird’ about his post, here is a piece about his question.

Love is beautiful. It’s the heartbeat of humanity, the spark that ignites connection, and the force that pulls people together across distances, differences, and time. But as much as we celebrate love, we must ask ourselves, is love enough?

Love is the starting point, but it is not the full journey.

Relationships; whether romantic, familial, or platonic require more than just feelings. Love must be accompanied by respect, sacrifice, understanding, and commitment. You can love someone and still hurt them if you lack self-control. You can love someone and still lose them if you don’t put in the effort to grow with them.

Love without communication breeds confusion.
Love without honesty builds walls.
Love without responsibility creates imbalance.
Love without forgiveness carries too much weight.

So, love is not always enough, but it is the foundation on which everything else must stand. It must be fed with action. It must be proven through consistency. It must be nurtured with patience.

If you’re asking this question today, whether in a relationship, a friendship, or even about your dreams; know this:

Love is a seed, not the tree.
To grow, it needs sunlight (truth), water (effort), and care (intentionality).
Only then will it bear fruit.

So no; love alone is not enough.
But love with everything else?
That can move mountains.

05/06/2025

Know the Red Flags🚩🚩🚩— They’re Not Always Loud‼️‼️‼️

A person doesn’t have to only drain you with arguments and fights. Sometimes, the damage is quiet… subtle… and steady. It’s not always about the fights or harsh words — some people will drain you with silence, indifference, and constant emotional absence.

They’ll stop communicating, and you’ll be left talking to yourself. They won’t trust you, and you’ll keep explaining things that shouldn’t need explanation. They won’t apologise when they hurt you. They won’t notice your efforts. They won’t meet you halfway. They won’t even try to love you in the way you need to be loved.

And you’ll keep asking yourself if you’re asking for too much. You’re not.

Sometimes, what hurts most is not what’s said — it’s what’s left unsaid. The “I’m sorry” that never comes. The “I see you” that you never hear. The love you give but don’t receive. These things matter. In Nigeria, we say “na small small e dey take spoil cloth” — it’s those little things that pile up until you’re emotionally exhausted and drained.

So, don’t just look out for big, noisy red flags. Look out for the quiet ones too — the ones that hide in inconsistent actions, in ignored needs, in the constant feeling of not being enough.

You deserve to feel seen, heard, respected, and valued — not just when it’s convenient, but consistently. Know the red flags, and don’t be afraid to choose your peace over forced loyalty.

30/04/2025

CHAPTER SIX
Need
Life has a way of leaving you in shambles when you think you’ve almost got it all figured out. Uju knew she was certainly going to meet her father again after all these years but she never thought it was going to be in this situation. When Ijeego, her mother had told her about her father’s deteriorating condition, Uju knew she was helpless. Her mother had always been helpless when challenges were thrown her way. She knew her mother needed her there and even though she didn’t mention it over the phone, her tone gave it away. She loved her mother, she always had. Even when she couldn’t speak up for her years ago while she was pregnant and her father had thrown her out for refusing to terminate it because he didn’t want a bastard in his home. Ijeego was with him when he drove all the way from Enugu to Awka to drive a pregnant Uju out of his mother’s house. Ijeego just stood there crying. She had instructed the driver to take Uju there the night her father sent her packing from their home and somehow she was still the one who disclosed the information of Uju’s whereabouts to him. She still went with him when he drove to Imo state to throw Uju yet again out of her maternal grandmother’s home. As usual, she had done nothing but cry. Uju’s grandmother had chased her father out of her compound while threatening to break his head if he ever set foot there again. Ijeego had pleaded with her daughter that day to listen to her father and terminate the pregnancy so she could come home. She said the house was empty without her.

Uju didn’t realize she was crying till she heard Kasie ask her what the problem was. She was still holding her phone to her ear even though the call with her mother had long ended. Her father had suffered a stroke the day before and had lapsed into unconsciousness on the evening of the present day which prompted his admission into the ICU.

“My…ehm, your grandfather is sick and is in a very critical condition. Your grandmother called.” Uju said to Kasie as she fought back more tears.

“Oh. I’m so sorry Mum, is he going to die? How’s grandma? Have they gone to the hospital?” She queried

“No darling, he is not going to die. Grandma is fine and she’s with him in the hospital but I’d have to go to Enugu to see them.”

“Okay Mum, when are you going?” She suddenly realized she hadn’t made any plans yet, but knew she was supposed to leave as soon as possible, probably tomorrow but she still had to go to work to inform her boss. Possibly, she could ask for a week leave.

“You’ll stay with Aunty Nwanneka till I come back. I will call her tomorrow, okay?” Aunty Nwanneka’s was Kasie’s second home on the days Uju travelled out of the country or to other states for work. She was Uju’s second cousin. Nwanneka was no longer on talking terms with Uju’s mother as a result of her actions or rather inactions while she was pregnant with Kasie. Uju stayed at her house when she first moved to Abuja with Kasie after her grandmother's death and she had stayed there till she got a job and a place of her own.

Uju was still freaked out by the thought of the strange man looming around her home in their absence because she already knew she wasn’t going to make it to the police station the next day with Nnanna. She decided to stick with his initial plan of putting a call through to 'his people'. She made up her mind to call him tomorrow to let him know. The next morning, after Uju had called Aunty Nwanneka, she helped Kasie pack some of the things she would need for a week. She had already packed her own bag and booked a flight to Enugu the night before. After narrating her ordeal to her boss when she got to work, he told her to take as much time as she needed. He was surprisingly more empathic than she thought he would be even though she felt his actions were as a result of how delighted the team was after her presentation yesterday. He was probably hopeful that they would be awarded the contract. She hoped so too. She met with HR and picked a few things that she would need while away from the office because of course, she still had to work during her supposed leave. She had texted Nnanna earlier contrary to giving him a call as planned. She didn’t know why she did that though but she thought it would be more undemanding, more formal. Maybe she was just overthinking the whole thing, she thought to herself.

Uju spent three more hours at work mainly updating her assistant and making sure her department would be up and running in her absence.

It was on her way to the parking lot that she saw Nnanna standing close to her car, his arms folded. She abruptly stopped in her tracks and gave him a quizzical stare. “Uju, how are you?” He asked with a note of concern in his voice

“Why are you here?” She asked.

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29/04/2025

CHAPTER FIVE
Letting in
Kasie hurriedly unlocked the door when she heard her mother’s car drive into the compound. The car had barely stopped before Uju jumped out and ran to hug her. Nnanna, the CEO alighted from the driver’s side and went behind the house to look around. Uju was talking with the gateman when he came back to the front. “There’s no one at the back, he must have run when he heard the car drive in” he said. Uju turned to him, “The gateman didn’t see him too. It’s really creepy at this point.”

“Have you filed a report yet?” Nnanna asked

“I planned to do that this week.”

“I could help you put a call through to the police. I have people there.” He had offered to drive her home after Uju told him what the call was about at the restaurant. She was visibly shaken and he knew she was not stable enough to drive. He had instructed his driver to follow them in his own car.

Uju declined his request but agreed when he offered to go to the police station with her. She invited him into the house. Kasie was calm now as she drank the water her mother had brought for her from the kitchen.

“Do I know you Sir? You look really familiar,” Kasie asked. The statement made Uju to chuckle.

“Of course you do. I didn’t get to say thank you for helping me out the other day at the mall, so I followed your mum home to do that.” He said laughing. She stared at Uju, her face ridden with a thousand questions. Uju narrated all that happened and that left her amused. Nnanna did a formal introduction and stayed longer as they talked about a lot of things, had drinks and laughed till it was late. He finally stood to go and Uju offered to see him off almost immediately. Kasie made an unsuccessful attempt to stifle a giggle making Uju roll her eyes as she mouthed ‘silly girl’. She had never brought a man home, so this was a new development for Kasie and even more shocking that she allowed the man she had yelled at at the mall two days ago to drive her home. He gave Kasie a hug, said goodbye to her and assured her that everything would be taken care of.

As he walked to his car with Uju, she finally apologized for being a little too harsh to him at the mall and also appreciated him for offering to drive her home.

“Odimma, you were looking out for your teenage daughter, I totally understand,” he said “but that wasn’t a little too harsh. It was an uproar, okwa ima? He said amidst a chuckle.

“Was it?” She said smiling, “Either way, you’ve accepted my sincerest apology Sir.”

“You can stick with Nnanna, calling me "Sir" sounds like I am your old sugar daddy.” They both laughed out loud.

“You speak Igbo, that’s a good one. Most Igbos here communicate in English even to their fellow Igbos” Uju said.

“Yes I do. My mum made sure my sisters and I spoke Igbo at home while growing up. I feel that’s the right way to go, asusu Igbo amaka. What about you? I noticed you speak English to your daughter. It’s like you’re all these modern mums?” He said with a wide grin on his face.

“Not really,” she said as she leaned on the car, “my grandmother spoke Igbo to her when she was younger. We were both living with her then but when I moved with Kasie to another man’s land, we went with the flow. Mana she speaks Igbo once in a while here.”

“That’s alright. You were fortunate enough to meet your grandmother I didn’t meet either of mine. Odiegwu o."

“Maka gini?”

“They had already died before I was born”

“Oh. What a pity, mine was a rare gem, she took care of me and my daughter when we were still with her.” She looked at her wristwatch, “wow! It’s already very late, you should go, it isn’t safe these days in this country” she said. “Thank you once more for today, Nnanna.” He was oblivious of the far spent time as he stared at her. He didn't want the conversation to end, she was easy to talk to and quite a beauty to behold and he wanted to just stand there and watch her all night if it were possible.

“Hello?” Uju waved her hand across his face, “are you still with me? Kedu ihe na-emezi?” He startled, jolting back from his day dream.

“Sorry” he said as he wiped off sweat from his forehead with his palm “I was caught in the moment.”

“Which moment?” Uju said chuckling, “abeg come and be going.” She rubbed her hands on her dress, “I have cleaned your car with my dress.”

“So, should I come pick you tomorrow at your office or…”

“Pick me for what?” She asked with a curious look

“The Police. I'm supposed to go with you to file a report, remember?”

“Oh, yes, eziokwu. Let me call you tomorrow during my break time.” He agreed and gave her his number, they said their goodbyes and he finally left.

Kasie had already dozed off on the couch when Uju returned to the living room. She locked the doors and laid beside her staring at the ceiling and smiling to herself. Her phone rang a moment later but she was too tired to get up and pick it. Reluctantly, she picked on the third ring. Grumpily staring at the screen, she realized it was her mother and a wave of guilt washed over her. She was supposed to have called her after their last conversation especially after she had been told her father was hospitalized. She heaved and answered the call. “Mummy, kedu?”

“Ujunwa, your father has been rushed to the ICU.”

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29/04/2025

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28/04/2025

CHAPTER FOUR
Lunch
At the parking lot, Uju heard someone call her name as she was about entering her car. She knew the voice and seriously didn’t want to face the owner. She heard the voice call again this time, closer. She exhaled slowly and turned to face the caller. Standing there was the CEO, he was pretending to catch his breath. “Damn, you’re such a fast walker. I had to jog to catch up with you Miss Chukwu.”

Uju rolled her eyes, “What now? I already know we are not winning the contract Sir, you don’t have to taunt me.”

“What are you talking about?” He asked with obvious concern on his face. “You did absolutely well today, my team liked it but we haven’t made a decision yet. That would be after I must have had a meeting with them. But trust me, your presentation was good. I personally like it.”

Uju was relaxed now. She was relieved by what he said but didn’t still trust him. He might be making fun of her you know. She knew she overreacted at the mall but wasn’t really bothered about it. She folded her arms and looked him in the eye and said, “So why did you follow me to the parking lot? You and your team should be discussing with my boss.”

“Well, I thought we should do a proper introduction, my first meeting with you was quite awkward you know,” he said laughing. He didn’t really look like the mall drama got to him, which Uju thought was cool. She thought to apologize to him about it but waved it off. It would seem like she was doing it to win the contract, after all she was just looking out for her child.

“Well, I am Nnanna Joshua Ibekwe. You already know what I do asides talking to random girls at the mall,” he said laughing. “I guess it’s your turn.”

"Obianuju Chukwu" Uju reluctantly said.

“Can I call you Uju?” He asked

"Alright," she answered.

“Let us have lunch together. Since there is a possibility we might be working together. We should eliminate any bad blood between us,” he said.

“I’d rather not."

“Why? You can pick any restaurant of your choice and we can go in your car.” Uju finally agreed after much persuasion from him. She didn’t know the perfect restaurant to choose. The few times she had gone to fancy restaurants were for business meetings, friends’ birthday dinners and a few other social events. It was not that she didn’t have the luxury to go, but there was really no reason for her to. She had made it that way. She allowed Nnanna choose. He had instructed his driver to take his car to the location and wait there while Uju drove them to the restaurant in hers. She liked the place even though she thought it was a little bit too lavish for just lunch. It was a very relaxed environment with great décor and ambiance, an elegant atmosphere. They placed their order and Nnanna also ordered a bottle of wine for them. Uju thought it was too extra for just lunch but she didn't protest, she loved the idea of a bottle of wine anyways.

“How’s your sister?” Nnanna asked as he poured some wine in her glass.

“My sister?,” Uju asked with her eyebrows raised

“Yes, the young lady with you at the mall,” he said as he sipped his glass of wine.

“Oh… she’s not my sister.” Uju got that a lot. Nobody believed she was Kasie’s mother. “She’s my daughter," she added.

“No way” he said with a quizzical look on his face, "I didn’t know you could joke,” he said smiling. “That’s a good one.” He poured some more wine in his glass.

“I am serious,” Uju said. He looked at her and she wasn’t smiling or looking like she was pulling his legs. She casually sipped her wine as if she didn’t just drop a bombshell. Uju saw the bewildered look on his face and laughed softly. “Don’t worry, I get that a lot. People do not always believe she’s my daughter and before you ask, I didn’t adopt her. The wine is great by the way.” She was smiling now.

“Wow, I am genuinely surprised. You don’t even look like you’ve birthed a human much less a 15 year old. You’ve got good genes you know.”

He leaned forward, then dramatically looked around him pretending to be scared. "I hope no man would appear any moment from now to break my head for having lunch with his woman” he joked.

Uju let out a laugh. “You’re funny. No Mr. CEO, you do not have to worry about that.”

“I meant her dad, what about him?” He asked. Uju’s countenance suddenly changed. She finished the wine in her glass and looked at her wristwatch. It was funny how a question could change a whole mood.

“He isn’t in the picture,” she said a few moments later. She wasn’t looking at him.

“Oh. Sorry, are you in a hurry?” He asked because she was still staring at her wristwatch. He sensed her discomfort and knew well not to continue with the subject.

“Not really but I am not spending the whole day here you know. I’ve got work to do.” She felt her phone vibrate in her purse as she started to ask him how he had become the CEO of such a reputable company. She searched for the phone in her purse, looked at the screen, it was Kasie. The time was past 4pm and she knew she would be back from school by now.

“Well my dad was a…” he started to say

“Sorry, I've got to take this call. It’s from my daughter,” she said as she brought the phone close to her ear. “Hi love?”

“Mum!” Kasie said over the phone, she was panting. “He’s here, I am scared. Please come home now, I need you."

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14/04/2025

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10/04/2025

CHAPTER THREE
Wahala

Uju felt like a million years had been added to her life the moment the ‘manly figure’ got closer to her car with security boldly written on his T-shirt. Kasie heaved a heavy sigh of relief and sank into the car seat.

“Hello Ma’am, sorry there has been a general power outage in the estate. We are trying to fix this. I am just here to see how the electrician is going about it,” the security man said.
Uju still catching her breath from her initial panic replied, “that’s...that's all right, take your time.”

THE NEXT DAY

It was a cool Sunday afternoon with Jon Bellion's simple and sweet playing in Uju's room. She was doing a final check on the presentation she had prepared for her company. Her company or rather her passive aggressive boss desperately needed to be awarded a contract from a multi-national and internationally recognized Motor oil producing firm in the country.

“This would be the biggest gig of the company so far, if we can grab this!” Her boss had said to her some months ago, while wiping the sweat on his face with a face towel; meanwhile, the AC was on full blast. “I trust you to pull this off like you did when we won the GASCO LIMITED contract. I have so much faith in you Miss Chukwu.”

Uju already had enough feathers to her cap in her seven years of working with the company. She was a big cheese in the marketing world and had easily pulled off every gig thrown to her to the envy of few of her colleagues. She was ardently dedicated to her work and never hesitated to smash all her tasks like the smart ass that she was. So, this particular contract even though she was a little bit anxious wasn't a hard nut to crack. She still actually didn't understand why the firm had to come to her company for the bid but that wasn't really her problem.

Being satisfied with the presentation she prepared for tomorrow, she shut down her computer and laid face up on her bed staring at the ceiling. She would have gone to gist with Kasie but she was with her tutor in the dining room. She thought of calling her mother to inquire about her dad but brushed it aside… she didn’t really want to spoil her mood for the sake of her big day tomorrow. She picked up her phone and dialed her cousin Eloka’s number, she needed a good laugh.
MONDAY

Uju’s boss, Mr. Asiwaju a not so tall man in his 50’s, bald and very light skinned, almost close to an albino was already in the office when she arrived. He was big with a surprisingly flat belly- not the signature pot belly seen among men in his class. He was quite cheerful this morning. He informed Uju that the management team was already setting up the board room and they will be expecting their ‘guest’; The motor oil company in a matter of minutes.

There was something odd about the day, Uju thought. First, she woke up late despite setting an alarm.Then, she was having the worst menstrual cramps which made her take analgesics. Also, Kasie’s school bus didn’t show up on time so she had to drop her off herself. And now…her flash drive! She forgot her flash drive at home. Uju dashed out of the office with the speed of light like she had seen a ghost. Mr. Asiwaju ran after her.

“Miss Chukwu, what has come over you, where are you galloping to?" He asked looking confused.

“I’ll be right back sir, I have to go home now, I forgot my flash drive. The whole slide is in it.” And she sped off before her boss could utter a word. He stood there like a statue, a very confused and agitated statue. Color left his face when he saw a convoy with IBEKS MOTOR OIL LIMITED boldly written on the cars drive into the compound. They are here!.
He really wished he could be swallowed by whatever he was standing on.
*****************************************************Uju came back thirty long minutes later. She met her boss standing at the main entrance looking unusually calm and obviously waiting for her.

“Sir, I am very sorry for…” Uju started to say

“Don’t bother Miss Chukwu, do you have the flash now?” He asked smiling, which seemed rather weird to Uju.

“Yes I do sir,” she said holding out her hand to show him the flash drive.

“Good. They are all seated at the board room patiently waiting for you Miss Chukwu,” he said as they walked through the hallway. "Your future depends on this, don’t mess it up,” he said as they both walked into the board room. Uju’s heart was pounding and she felt like it would fall off her chest at any moment . She tried to remain calm as her boss started to introduce her to the team from the Motor oil company.
They approached a man seated at the far end of the board room and Mr. Asiwaju started to say, "It’s quite surprising that the CEO of this distinguished company also decided to come today." Mr. Asiwaju’s voice sounded like he was speaking a thousand miles away from Uju. She could swear her heart stopped beating for a split second and her mouth hung opened, shaped like the letter O when she saw who the CEO was.

"Meet Mr. Nnanna Joshua Ibekwe, the CEO IBEKS MOTOR OIL," Mr. Asiwaju continued.
The CEO stood up and stretched out his arm to Uju for a handshake. "Miss Chukwu," he said "my pleasure to meet you.” He had a smile on his face, a mischevious one.
Uju froze as she continued staring at him.

He was the man from the mall, the pad guy…

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07/04/2025

CHAPTER TWO
The strange man

"Kasie," Uju called as she glanced at the wall clock, "let's go, we are running late already". She perused the list she was holding making sure everything they needed to get from the shopping mall was written.

Kasie walked frantically to the living room. She looked tensed.

“What’s the matter?”, Uju asked standing up immediately.

Kasie stammered, "I...I saw him."

“The strange guy?”

“Yes, through the bathroom window. He was hovering in the backyard but I do not think he is still there. I made a sound and he ran off to the other side of the compound," Kasie replied while trying to catch her breath.

They had been seeing this strange man longer than they could remember. Uju had reported the case to the estate security a couple of times but nothing seemed to be done about it. She hugged Kasie, promising to report to the police this time. She just needed a picture of him on their property as evidence.
Uju sighed. “Do you still want to go shopping? We could cancel and stay home. I’d order online”.

“Oh…It’s okay mum, we can go, I feel better now. He was so close to the window. That probably got me startled".

Uju knew they were being stalked by this man, especially her daughter. She had previously bought pepper sprays which she strategically placed in different parts of the house and a number of tasers she bought from an illegal site online. She was scared too but wants kasie to know she had everything in control. She wouldn't let anybody harm her child, not on her life.

“Let’s go then, we are already late and remember we're going to the salon too, Okay?,” She said trying to sound calm and not let Kasie know how worried she was.

“Right away my lady," Kasie said. She was laughing now in a bid to ease the already built up tension.

Uju spoke with the gateman when they got outside. He reported not seeing any unfamiliar face in the compound. As she drove off, she made a mental note to report the case to the police the coming week, since this strange man appeared almost every day now.

At the mall, they had decided to split in other to shop faster and make it to the salon afterwards. Uju was getting groceries while Kasie went for toiletries.

“Hey young lady, could you please recommend a pad for a 13 year old?," Kasie heard a male voice speak not far from her. She turned to the direction of the voice and saw a man probably in his mid thirties with an awkward smile on his face and obviously shy.

“I do not think sanitary pads are sold based on age,” Kasie let out a laugh. “It’s mostly based on flow. So, what is her flow?”

“Flow?," He asked, looking quite confused

“Yes, flow. Heavy or light flow?," Kasie asked with a mischevious smile on her face. She knew he was confused and she was having fun while it lasted.

“Sincerely, I do not know. I got an SOS call from my niece to get pads, she said nothing about flow. I can’t seem to put a call through to her after we last spoke. I’m probably stranded." He said, a little bit too fast.

“Okay sir, I’ll help you out. You should get these," she said while taking two ALWAYS ULTRA sanitary pads from the shelf. “This for heavy and this other one for light flow. She’d choose the one that best suits her. I think you should also get tampons just in case," she handed him the sanitary pads.
He felt a little less uneasy now, quite enjoying the 'pad' lecture. He collected the pads from her trying to differentiate the two and was about asking her to help him choose tampons too when Uju's voice interrupted.

"What's going on here?!," Uju yelled from afar as she briskly approached them. "Hey you, do you go about talking to random girls in the mall? She is a minor, she’s just fifteen!".
Uju's past trauma had left her with an over the roof PTSD. She almost didn't have control of her actions whenever she saw a man around her daughter. She knew she overreacted most times but couldn't help it. Every man was a suspect until proven otherwise according to her 'post trauma theory.'

Kasie made to calm the situation as she tried to explain what actually transpired but her mother wasn't having it.

“What did I tell you about talking to strangers?," Uju queried. She dragged her shopping cart along as she got closer.

“Ma’am, I’m really sorry but she was just helping me to…,” the man started to say as he came closer.

Uju dragged Kasie by the hand. “Sir, do not come an inch closer to her, go talk to women your age. Excuse me!," She said and stormed out with Kasie.

He stood there with pads in his hands embarrassed and muttered "women" while shaking his head.

It was already late at night when Uju drove into their compound. She parked in the darkness. They had wasted time at the salon after they left the mall. Kasie was still grumpy due to the drama earlier at the mall and made to alight from the car but Uju held her hand in order to apologize for how she reacted. As she began to say, "Sweet, I'm really sor...," they both saw a manly figure come out from the back of their flat and started walking towards them.

"Can you see that...?," Uju asked Kasie with fear in her voice while hastily grabbing her handbag and ransacking it for a taser...

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