JOY NGOFAA'S BLOG

I'm an OAP at Uniport radio. My name is Bliss Eva. I rarely ever sit to write. It's just different now. There's a lot in my head, I need to unload I got a text yesterday: "vulnerability is strength, sweetie breath in, then breath out. You can't suck it all in." You will choke like that. Breath in, then breath out. Someone called in on the radio last week. Stella was her name. I was on air, and she should have requested a song, but she was crying. ”Hello, can you speak up please?” I said in my OAP voice. I wanted to say “this is not the call-in-cry-out-your-heart show” Sniff. Sniff “I’m Stella. I’ll die in less than five minutes” I should have ended the call at that minute brush it off with OAP sweet talk, but my hands froze on the control. Sniff, sniff. “Tell mum I really loved her. And dad, tell him we’ll meet in hell.” Sniff, sniff again “Bliss Eva” She sounded like she was talking from gritted teeth. “Stella” I whispered. It seemed like...

  Sadness could be found bound behind the mask of a clown. Something i learnt too early in life. I am a woman, queen, seen with priceless smile, I wear the gown and bear the crown, I comb libraries and also my hair To look more beauty-fool for that's how i feel. Because within, i burn, even at dawn, Full of thoughts that i burn my bread in the oven too. As a queen, I'm healthy and ready, Everyone wants to see me happy, To smile and rule their world. And sadly, i have ruled out my world, Hidden in a closet, alone, a lone woman, I cry, I sigh, I die. I take off my Mask, the marks and scars scare me when i gaze into a mirror.  The pain in my heart, my hat in my hand.  My tears, fears for years,, no one cares. To know how i feel, no one dares. For I am a happy lady, sappy beauty, hardly worry. Am funny and rich, they want sum of money and some honey. Me, a helpless, hapless, hazy Lady. Poem by: Her Excellency. ...

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I can't stop imagining how lucky this generation is. Yesterday night, Chigozirim came home with one small thing she called a phone.  She said I can call her with it whenever she is not at home.  She even said I can call Obioma, my son who lives at 'Obodo-Oyibo' far far China. I tried it and it worked. Obioma was happy to hear from me and we spoke at length. So this morning, I came outside and met Chigozirim with a rectangular shaped object, she had her attention concentrated on it, so much that she didn't notice when I walked in. The fresh breeze of the morning encouraged her concentration so much that I walked in totally unnoticed. I called out to her and she responded saying she was watching a movie. I was amazed. "Wonders shall never end! So this generation has finally made a television  📺 of this size, that you can even hold in your hands. Wow!  This is amazing." Chigozirim laughed so hard,  leaving me bewildered, wondering what exactly promot...

"Who is it? It's Chike over here" I spoke into the phone trying to place the voice of the person speaking. It sounded female. "It's me. It's me, Chioma"  I almost blurted, "innocent". I just managed to bite my tongue. Innocent was the name our guy gang called her. She never had the slightest idea about it. "Hey, Chioma. What's up? How did you get my number?" I asked even though I knew I gave it to her. She recounted how I had asked for hers, which she didn't know offhand, hence I had given her mine. I held myself in check again as I almost hissed in slight disgust. Since 5 months and she's calling now? "Oh, so thoughtful of you to call" I said,  trying to hide the sarcasm in my voice. "Nothing much, sha. Just wanted to ask if you'll be in town for val" I heard her say almost in a whisper, like her mum was in the next room. (Good heavens. Mike did a great job naming her innocen...

D-Great Sam in conjuction with Enactus Uniport are at it again with  their bi-annual classic: ORIGINAL ME, where you find your true potential and maximize your real self. This classic of ORIGINAL ME  is tagged: Passion at Work.  It promises to be worth attending,  with Music,  Dance,  Comedy and Motivation,  not to leave out the eatting etiquette competition. Date: 22 June,  2018 Time:10am Venue: Ebitimi Banigo Hall,  Abuja Campus,  Uniport Follow D-Great Sam on  Facebook

Hi its me again, remember me? the sperm that shot up your darling wife’s uterus. The wife you promised eternity. Hi its me again, and I damn well know I have introduced myself but let me eat my cake and have it, or I can’t have this too? like the happiness you promised us that ran further away the moment you told us of his visit. For the third time hi father, remember me ? I have replayed this scene in my head over and over and over again, the look in your face and the speed my heart would run. I have just one question, I know you would be expecting more, But I have just one. Do you regret having me? having us? getting married? And yes I know I said just one but goddamn it, with how many strings you have pulled, how could you expect just one. And yes I see your hands clinched by your side, but I dare you.. I God damn dare you to lift one finger on me. this is not the child you once pat to bed or the little kid that whimpered when you picked up your belt to teach a lesson Hi...

Time goes, tick and tock, Not to pause, not to stop, Not a moment to be a friend. Not to care of how i do. Tragedies strikes, ship on the wreck, Hope and life all to sink, But greater heights my heart is set, So the struggle not to die. Risen From Ruins , the day is come, When crown shall be for crosses; Blessing for curses, boom for doom, And medal worn around my neck  Poem by: Her Excellency. Model: Tumminy Pepple

I presume you are reading this because you or someone you know is interested in travelling to Europe. Well, that is a good intention and it is right if done rightly. Human beings are naturally wired to want more out of life – more money, comfort, security, happiness and everything in-between. This quest for more, is what leads many to explore the universe for better opportunities and livelihood, a situation which necessitates movement from location to another – migration. For almost every ‘hustling’ Nigerian, traveling to Europe is a far better option than having to toil and turn here in Nigeria, at least, for the perceived economic opportunities, functional social systems, and public structures which are, unfortunately, absent in Nigeria just as with most other African countries. While the realities of a dysfunctional Nigeria are glaring, disturbing and unmotivating, many Nigerian youths are choosing to travel to Europe in search of a greener pasture, sadly, they are choos...

Continued from  Part 1 Your head is still spinning round and round and round when you come back into the class. You ask everyone of your pupil to sit in their chairs and put their heads on their desk. The school is against such system of the kids idling away while they could be doing something, but you need the break, you try to convince yourself. Your face is buried in your palms on the table, your eyes shut tight, but the images keep flouting. One and two and three at a time. You keep hearing the voices over and over again. Lifting your head from the table, you put your hands over your ears to stop them from coming in. But they aren’t there. They are buried in your soul. And then you hear his voice, your life coach’s voice. He’s saying;               ‘ex-you were in the past, is- you are in the present, t- you will transcend to the future, that means to ‘exist’. But you want to do more than just exist. ...

Today is Valentine, Jacob broke up with you over the phone because you wouldn't send him your nude.  Although you don't care too much,  a breakup is always a breakup. So thanks to Jacob,  your day was spoilt. You're a teacher in a Primary school, your dream job. It's not exactly about the money, you just love kids or  probably as your life coach says, "you exist" that is; 'ex' you were in the past,  'is' you are in the present,  and 't' you will transcend to the future.      "What's on the time table, Timi ?" you ask the nine year old you had chosen as the class captain.         "Extracurricular activities, Miss Bunmi" she replies.         "Okay children, go to the changing rooms and get into your play clothes" you say, rising from your seat. They start to leave the class.  Boys to the room on the left,  girls to the room on the right. You start...

Alone with her My thoughts rage wilder My soul is lifted Though my body resisted My heart still insisted. Even without putting up a show; She peeps through my soul All I see is shadows Where all my fears wallow What will you have me say? My heart races than usain My thoughts could sink an ocean Silent Words too heavy for Samson Wish I could have them spoken But as usual she made to leave And am still lost in disbelief She's had me in friend zone Together but am riding solo. As she leaves me in shadows And am now naked as the snow Written by: Daniel Etim

It was just another of any usual evenings for me even though it was valentine's day, until Max showed up at my door, in the most adorable way.   Sisi my roommate was out of town for her special Valentine treat planned by her boyfriend. Even though I had shared some of my Valentine fantasies with Max during some of our conversations, I had never expected him to play on it. I met Max about eight months ago,  at a friend's birthday party. I wasn't a party lover, but Lucy convinced me to attend with her usual line "you don't have a social life". So I attended the party more as an escape from the downward spiral my life was taking.  While everyone was dancing and drinking their lives out,  I remained seated in my seat with my head ducked in my phone.  That's when Max came alone. We got along quite well. We talked and talked and he made me laugh. We exchanged contacts and began to see each other more often. When he asked me to date him,  I accepted. Max had ...

Continued from part 1.                                  If you missed part one, click    here I fear that I let them do it to me.  I fear that I gave them avenue to use me, to hurt me.  Deep down in my heart a voice says "no you didn't "      Bill says "no you didn't "      But it's obvious, isn't it?  After mum remarried when I turned fifteen,  that was when the self stabbings and cuttings started.  I think I gave them the cue.  Mum, a career woman was rarely at home. According to her,  she remarried for me. So that I can have a man figure in my life.  I was always left with mum's husband and my step brother.  That was when the blood began dripping and the smell began seeping out.  I bet they could smell it.    Dad,  as I had to call mum's husband,  raped me.  It didn't seem lik...

Mr. Pedophile what gave you strength? Was it my little brown eyes glowing with care? A little girl with much hopes and dreams Cursed to fear the word “please” As they gave you fortitude to push on to your limits                                                                          Abandoning physics, I was turned and spanned to fit your will Mr. Pedophile I was only six What immense fetish of yours gave rise to desire a kid? I had no flourishing bosoms Just my bow and my baby powder fragrance And yet when you held me in your hand with much affection I thought you meant well and I felt safe That an adult who know...

Timeyin; a combination of beauty, talent and brain has made wave in the Music Industry following her recent nomination in the BAE award. The essentric Hip Hop rap artiste and BAE award nominee talks about her life as a Pharmacist and musician in an interview with Miss Joy Ngofaa. Joy Ngofaa : Who is Timeyin? Tim : Timeyin is an eccentric pharmacist cum HipHop Artiste who believes in the autonomousity of Life. Joy Ngofaa : I've seen some of your songs like 'Gbemisoke', 'I am a legend' and some others; they are simply splendid. I mean, I look and see great talent.  Your songs have a unique style. What inspires your kind of music? Tim : Thank you very much. Well! I am basically inspired by my environment and life in general. Joy Ngofaa : Nice, when did you kick start your musical journey? Tim : Well! I think I should say when I was six. I remember having my first 'on stage' performance then. My first on stage solo performance was a melodious piece. The...

Last night, we had been too tired and too excited with our wedding, we had gone straight to bed once it was bedtime; my arms around her possessively. Several times during the long night I had felt her eyes on me; they would flutter shut when I opened mine. At least that’s what I thought. I would watch her for a while, her breathing soft and slow like the gentle stirring of the sea; the wind of her breath caressing my face. Once or twice; okay, fine, more times than I can count, I had leaned in to kiss her small lips that seemed to pout as she slept.     Excuse you! She’s my wife now. “Good morning, Bill” I heard her voice, my eyes fluttered open in response. I had been awake already. I just hadn’t known what to do; I had decided to wait till she woke me up. “Good morning, Sweetness.” I said, Well, our eyes were fixed on each other’s. This was going to be my first time. I had a busy teenage and youth life, though spiced with a few girlfriends; it never really ...

She said she wanted just to say "hi" and after we talked for hours and more it became a problem to say "bye" He said he just wanted to see my smiles, but we would then hold hands and walk miles. She wanted just to talk and talk we did until it wasn't enough she wanted more. She said she does not like hugs so we shook hands but as time passed it was not enough any more. we just had to get more so we hugged for seconds and it grew from minutes into some thing that looked like a cuddle, but the affection was still not enough, so every once in a while we would give each other pecks on the chick and it was nice and all but we wanted more, so we kissed once and again and again.   It was cloudy and windy one lovely evening. Even a blind man could tell that the rain was coming, the power was out and she and I as though we were opposites of a magnet came closer and closer, she wanted to cuddle, so we cuddled and cuddled until our clothes left our bodies ...

A step in front leaves it all behind When back, it stays with you With it, all prospects are blind They never get to come true A day with it is like a night with no stars Where, you don't get to see what's ahead Even while looking up and forward But only beholding the darkness around you It is a companion, one so troublesome Who doesn't wait out the storm But comes with the storm And you may never move away, even when it comes Yes,What's past is gone and for good But you've got a mind to rule Either you stay mourn its departure Then someday scream mea culpa!mea culpa!! Or look ahead, preparing for the future. Written by Daniel Etim Model: Nimi Ngiangia

Here in an interview with Miss Joy Ngofaa, Port Harcourt gospel artiste JustinMuzik opens up about his musical journey. Joy : Hello Mr Justin, tell us a little about yourself.  Justin : My name is Nweze Justin Barisua Anyekere. Am from Rivers State. Joy : What was growing up like? Justin : I grew up with my mum in Port Harcourt, then we moved to Abia state. I attended Akuete Nursery and Primary School there, before we moved to Okirika where I attended Secondary school. I later moved to Ahoada because of a war in Okirika at that time until the year 2000 when I enrolled in Rivers State Polytechnic. After obtaining a diploma in accounting, I went further to study Linguistics and Communication in University of Port Harcourt, which I finished some years ago. Joy : What about your music background? Justin : I have been into music since I was young. I lead an acapella  group as a teenager. And was appointed music director of the JCCF (Joint Christi...