jesusfreak:

i don't think orikinla will respond to this thread,

i wouldnt

Might that be because like him, you find it easier to backbite?

penfold:

whew!!

ayomorocco, if i were your father, i will be so proud of you that i will kill a cock!! talk of protecting the family name and honour, when i read the part 1 of "yetunde aladura" i told myself, "this is no fiction (faction)".

once again i salute your courage in coming out boldly to challenge the charlattan on his own turf, we are all proud of you (and please don't ask me who "we" are), you are really a child worth thousands of others!!

But then, i will plead with you, let it rest. Let those who have gone to rest sleep well in their last homes, you have shown the world that you will not use the southpaw to describe your ancestral house!!

Leave the ant to his rantings and ravings, allow the rake to continue making a complete fool of himself, do not join issues with some who at best can be said to be suffering from "senile dementia" because that is the only way i can descibe the selective amnesia that has affected this individual in his narration of the events that he was trying so hard to make public!!

Ayomorroco!! LET IT REST!!

and you,orikinla,if truly and indeed you are an esteemed member of the fourth estate as you claim, you will know that the true value of man is measured by the content of his character, of which i regret to say, you lack!!
YOU ARE MORE DESPICABLE THAN A SNITCH!!

@ Penfold, Thanks for your support. I had resolved to let the old senile fool called Orikinla to continue with his delusions of grandeur, but he decided that he wanted to take me on when writing on Joy1225’s thread titled 'Hi People' or something similar. I have now given the nonentity a chance to have a proper go at me face to face instead of all these surreptitious insults that he is throwing out of the side of his mouth. I have waited and waited, but nothing seems forthcoming from the half-baked twit. He will soon talk about how he is born-again or that he will not stoop to trading insults and all such other crap he may come up with.

I often laugh when I see the crap he comes up with on this forum. People who do not know him might think he has something (albeit minute) to offer or that he rubs shoulders with important people the way he carries on with all his boasts and name dropping. All I can say is DO NOT BE FOOLED as EMPTY VESSELS MAKE THE LOUDEST NOISE.

Orikinla,

As stated on Joy1225’s thread, I have created this thread so that you may state to me directly, whatever you have been too cowardly to say before. Don’t hold back. Let rip as much as you like.

In keeping with my word on Joy’s thread, I am letting you have first shot since you seem to know me and my family so well and you seem to have a lot to say behind our backs. Enjoy your five minutes of fame.

Hello Joy1225. Welcome to the literature child board. I hope the threads you find here enlighten you (and if not, I hope they entertain you at least).

Let me take sometime to apologise to you in advance for what is about to degenerate into an ugly clash on your thread (though I will endeavour to move it to another thread). I have noticed that the Nairaland nonentity Orikinla has made himself known to you already. I’ll advice you to pay little heed to his claims of self-importance or success as they are in reality the demented and wishful rantings of a failure who sees the age of fifty fast approaching with no notable achievement to herald his old age.

As for you Orikinla or Michael Chima or Chima Eke or whatever name you choose to go by, I am laughing really hard here with my mates. I observed that all your attempts to see my photograph have failed and in your typical retarded manner, you have resorted to behaving like the gutter rat that you truly are. Soon people will hear you preaching about the word of God whilst you claim that you are a Christian {What a fucking hypocrite}. And you wonder why you are still a failure while fast approaching the age of fifty. If you like call me ugly, if you like call me a monster, all I can say is that nothing you do or say will affect me in the slightest as I am not the one who looks like an AIDS victim who is yet to recover from the effects of the Biafran war of over thirty years ago. If in your warped and deluded pea sized brain, you call yourself goodlooking [a description I am howling with laughter over] , I'd rather remain as ugly as a monster.

Anyway, I have seen that you are really desperate to take me on. I shall give you the opportunity to take your best shot at me. I will create a thread especially for this purpose. Please do not hesitate to lash out as much as your half baked brain can allow you to under the circumstance.

Out of respect for your old age, I shall let you take the first shot. Please don’t chicken out. Also, try to have respect for Joy1225’s thread by taking your petty, gossiping, shrivelled, old carcass to the thread I have created especially for you.

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But why are you annoyed with Yetunde Aladura?

Are you a member of Cele?
Were you the Yetunde the mother put red pepper in her private part?
Why did she do such an inhuman thing?

Is it true that Yetunde's mother got pregnant whilst mourning her husband?

Why not post your photograph if you are confident and proud of what you are posting on this board?

Or are you ashamed of your looks?

LOL. I see the wheels are beginning to come off. No need for the bravado. To anyone who does not know you or I, it may be thought that you are asking questions that you really require the answers to. But we both know otherwise, don't we Mr. Orikinla a.k.a. Chima a.k.a. Michael a.k.a. Ekenyerengozi (a.k.a. whatever other name you now choose to go by)? Like I said before, I see that your tale has taken a different dimension in Parts II and III showing that you have done a volte face of sorts.

Since it has been firmly established that I am not Yetunde, your intergrity is once again called into question and your queries nullified.

Of course Yetunde's mother got pregnant while mourning her husband. It was a man called Sunday (Gladys' husband) who lived on Bajulaiye Road that got her pregnant or don't you remember? Oh wait a minute, that isn't true. Sunday had already been murdered by Gladys by the time Yetunde's father died. So who could the father be? Hmmm, I wonder.

Yetunde's mother was definitely a "Cele". I do not have a clue why she would put pepper in Yetunde's vagina. Didn't rumours have it that she also put salt, curry and thyme? Me, I just concluded that since there was no light on the night in question, she must have mistaken Yetunde's vagina for her cooking pot. The woman should have gone to specsavers.

Regarding confidence and pride in my posting, I'd advise you to stick to your dreams or to being a charlatan and stop trying your hands on psychology since you are rubbish at that. How will my picture boost what I am writing? Stick to telling your tales and trying your manipulative tricks on the gullible twits you hang around. It would take someone greater, better and more skillfull than you to be able to manipulate me.

To lay the matter to rest, you know Yetunde is "the prettiest of the Nigerian West Indian family in Shomolu". Poor me, I look like a gorilla, or don't you remember? OBJ looks like a beauty queen when compared with me. So yes, I do not want anyone to see my photograph as I am very very very very very very "ashamed" of my looks. I hope I have cleared that up now.

mukina2:

chei!! Ayomorroco your story is interesting

Thank you. You are very kind.

@ poster, I noticed you did a volte face of sorts, but since it was not total, I ain't satisfied. In total tribute to someone we both know, here is a "faction" mini-sketch I wrote titled -

[size=18pt][center]THE LIFE OF A NONENTITY[/center][/size]

[size=13pt]Part I - Chima - A Perfect Example in Selfishness[/size]

Gladys wiped her brow as she squinted over the open fire in the small and blackened kitchen. The firewood she was using to cook was wet, causing smoke to fill the kitchen and the fire kept dying out. Her eyes hurt from the smoke and she coughed sporadically.

“Chima!” she called.

“Chimaaaaa!!” There was no reply. ‘This stupid boy will not kill me,’ she thought as she marched into one of the two rooms that made up their sparse living quarters.

Chima was lying on the bed, daydreaming as usual.

“Chima, so you are here and you heard me calling you yet you didn’t answer,” she said angrily. Chima ignored his mother. He resented her and his father. He resented the kind of life he was born into. Why didn’t God make him the child of a rich man?

“Chima, is it not you I am talking to?” she queried. Chima still did not answer. “Chima, this your stubborn attitude would get you nowhere in life,” Gladys scolded. “Just come and go and buy me some dry firewood. The one you bought is wet and won’t catch fire. My pot of soup is almost ruined. Oya, hurry up.”

Chima lay immobile, a frown pasted on his face.

“Chima! Chima!! Chima!!!” Gladys voice was raised in anger.

“Mama Ogini!” Chima shouted. “What is it? Everyday Chima this, Chima that. Am I your houseboy? Abeg leave me alone ojare. Don’t you know I am an intellectual? People like me don’t go around buying firewood. I am trying to think about my future, so don’t disturb my life.”

“Ehn Chima, is it me you are shouting on? This has become your new habit. Chei Chima. Chineke, see the child that I carried for nine months in my womb. See the way he is shouting on me like I am a nobody,” Gladys said biting her finger in frustration and regret.

Chima ignored his mother’s lamentations. He was sick and tired of this rubbish. He could not wait to make it big and get the hell out of this hell hole. He often dreamt of the day he was going to be a famous writer.

“Chima, you know your little ones are sick. You know that I myself am not well and instead of easing the burden on me, you are not even helping at all. Okay, where is my change, let me go and buy the firewood myself,” she said, resigned to the fact that she was not going to get any help from him.

“Where is the change Chima,” she repeated. Chima continued to ignore her. “CHIMA!” she shouted. Chima jumped off the bed angrily, shouting “Mama, I said you should leave me alone.” He shoved his mother out of the way and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

“Ewoooo,” Gladys wailed, putting her hands on her head and then beating her chest. “Chima, I will make sure your father hears about this when he gets back,” she called after him.

Dejected, she trudged out of the room heading back to the kitchen. However, before she could reach her destination, she ran into Mama Chichi in the corridor.  Mama Chichi looked really upset.

“Madam Gladys,” Mama Chichi said. “I have come to report Chima to you,”

To be Continued.

Part II - If Nobody Sings my Praises, I will Sing it Myself (Coming to a Cinema/Bookshop/Forum near you). By the way, this story na "faction" o.

Orikinla:

I am 100% bona fide Nigerian Igbo and very proud of my Nigerian heritage and I am not a second class citizen.

Please, post your full length photograph since anyone can hide behind a computer online and claim anything.

If you know the full story, then tell me to separate the fact from the fiction.

LOL. You could have fooled me for a minute there. It is funny how you have a case of amnesia now and are jabbering on senselessly, when a couple of months back, you did not doubt or dispute who I am. Just to refresh your memory, I refer you to one of your previous postings on https://www.nairaland.com/nigeria/topic-53353.0.html . Some people might be tempted to think that you are beyond cheap/petty tricks, but apparently not.

Funny how despite your being 100% Igbo, you have done everything to absorb the Yoruba culture including taking on a Yoruba alias [Talk about being and acting like a second class citizen] and saying that the Yoruba culture is the richest Nigerian culture.

Anyway, I have decided to leave you to your "faction" or fiction and let you get on with it. Having started, there is no need to separate fiction and fact. I will relish returning the favour in full [matching fact for fact, fiction for fiction], as unlike everyone else on this forum, I do actually know you - warts and all. This is not a threat, it is a guarantee.

By the way, there is no need to take me serious as I am probably "anyone" who is hiding "behind a computer online" and moreover, I can "claim anything".

I believe I have said more on this subject than I have on any other one in this forum. So I guess I'm done now (at least I hope I am). I have said my piece. You have yourself a good day sir.

yicob:

as if this is a family issue. have you guys dated each other before or what the hell are you arriving at?

I am "arriving" at nothing. Nothing that concerns you anyway. The important thing is the person I originally addressed knows what I am talking about and that is all that matters. Your comment on dating deserves to be ignored and that is what I shall do to it.

yicob:

ayomorroco, its high time you took things easy. the gentle man never knew you are a descendant of morroco. it was all fiction. u know!

Please, try not to comment on things you know nothing about.

The poster knows me and my family very well (as well as I know him and his family).

Maybe you should go and bark about your own mis-matched dysfunctional family.

If you were a storyteller as you claim, you'd tell a story and let your imagination guide you, but I guess that is too hard an exercise for someone like you. You couldn't even make up names and places if your life depended on it - and it has for some years now. Hasn't it?

Since life is such a great story, maybe you should regale your audience with tales from your chequered past.

.

With this story which you call "faction" or fiction, you have sunken to new low levels. What the heck is the matter with you? We both know that predominantly, your story is not fiction so cut out the bullsh*t.

- Yetunde
- Morocco Ville
- Nigerian West Indian family
- Cele
- Nest berry - which FYI is the wrong spelling
- Riverdale - another wrong spelling
- Bobo e.t.c.

I can go on and on.

The best you could do was change yvette's name to yvonne (the closest name you could come up with).

You are skating on very thin ice mister.

RuuDie:

does anybody know any sites where one can enter poetry contests , I've tried poetry.com a handful of times and i need something different ,

There is currently a writing competition going on (both Prose and Poetry). It's the Bridport prize and you can read the rules and enter online at www.bridportprize.org.uk.

It's a small world after all. I just saw the photograph you put on your post titled 'A Stranger in America'. If Orikinla and Michael Chima are not the same person, then please ignore what I am about to write below [or tell Chima what I have written]. If however, they are one and the same person, then I can safely say that I know you (as well as your siblings and parents) and you know me and my family [but I gather you've already figured that out from my name]. I knew your parents who were good people (may their souls rest in peace) and I must say that one of my names was given to me by your dad and one of your brothers got one of his names from my father.

Anyway, I should have guessed that it would be someone like you who wrote all these stuff, for even back in those days, you were quite controversial and I do remember that the parting of ways of my family and yourself was not particularly amicable. Nevertheless, extend my regards to Nnamdi, Clarke and your lovely sister Babinta (I hope I spelt that right). Tell Clarke that I'd like to hear from him. Let me know what he says and I can IM you my e-mail address if necessary.

Coleslove:

EMPTY BARRELS MAKES THE MOST SOUND. A GOOD PRODUCT MARKETS ITSELF. LET YOUR WORKS PROVE YOUR PERSONALITY _{PRIDE GOES B4 FALL}

Coleslove thank you o.

I must say that I agree with SMC on this matter. Orikinla believes too much in self glorification. I will give one glaring example.  I was reading the eulogies written by different people for Anthony Fatayi-Williams (who lost his life in the July 7, 2005 bombings in London) . Everyone had something to say about the deceased e.g. how nice he was, how they met him, tributes e.t.c. I was shocked, dismayed and appalled when I saw that the very first sentence Orikinla deemed fit to write in his tribute was " I am a Nigerian prize-winning poet" (please see http://www.guardian.co.uk/attackonlondon/tributes/page/0,,1528744,00.html). This was in a eulogy to someone who had lost his life prematurely and all Orikinla could think about was to promote himself. To say that this was tacky, in bad taste and lacked decency would be putting it mildly. It just shows the kind of person Orikinla is. To be fair, I must say that he wrote a decent poem in tribute, but that was overshadowed by the fact that he saw it fit to glorify himself first.

Orikinla before you unleash your vituperation on me like you did with SMC (I was shocked by your arrogance, or was I?), I'd say save it for someone who gives a damn about you and your self-glorifying ways.

I am surprised no one said anything about the issue stated in Orikinla's 1st post about Harry Potter outselling the Bible. I don't know who came up with the ludicrous notion that the last Harry Potter Book will outsell the Bible at some point. I actually doubt that all seven put together will outsell the bible. There are different versions of the Bible and the Bible will continue to sell centuries after Harry Potter ceases to be fashionable and certainly centuries after we are all dead and gone .