Chekwube (Rely on God) lived in the big city with her husband, Echezọna (Full name: EchezọnaChi meaning: Do not forget God). This same husband was also married to Ngọzi (Blessing). Ngọzi was Echezona’s first wife, only she had been unable to conceive a child for him. He was forced to marry Chekwube as his second … Continue reading When Three Become One
Like a storm, the heart of an angry man rages at the speed of light and sometimes, the outcome is irreversible. Majority of Igbo women were murdered by those who were supposed to protect them; their husbands. It is happening with more frequency; the death of a woman in the hands of her husband. In … Continue reading AN ANGRY HEART: A RAGING STORM…By Nkem DenChukwu
Love is vast, encompassing in most its passages. It goes beyond life and death, and could wallow in pity, swell up on every emotional whim and drive. It will thrive on hope, and then shatters when doubt propels it. Like night and day, love could turn to hate, and the erstwhile good-nature mote … Continue reading The Ties That Bind…Straight Talk
When a house is on fire, properties are damaged and lives are possibly lost! When a house is being built, and the people involved to ascertain that the house is stable are not communicating with each other effectively, what do you think will happen to this house afterwards? Precisely! It will neither withstand the slightest … Continue reading Re-Action (Reaction)
“TRIBAL ECHOES is about restoring hope. It is the story about a compelling tribe of people. This book chronicles the varying cultures among tribes, especially that exclusive one that belongs to the Igbos of Eastern Nigeria. Among other things, it is a social commentary on a range of issues. The book details the importance of … Continue reading Tribal Echoes: Restoring Hope
Recently, I met a 22 year old Nigerian-American. His last name portrayed his tribe! So naturally, I said ‘kedu?’ meaning ‘How are you?’ He looked blank. Well, the rest of the conversation went like this… Me: So, where are you from? Young Man: I am from New York…Long Island to be precise! Me: You are? … Continue reading DIGITAL NATIVES ~ Nkem DenChukwu
Many years ago, I saw this 7yr old boy at a Baby Shower. He was pacing around the food table. He looked so lost. However, there was so much to choose from! So…I walked up to him, to see if he needed help and I said: “Hi. How are you? Would you like something to … Continue reading It is an interesting Story
I remember a few weeks ago while on board back to Houston, one of the passengers heard me talking with another passenger. He starred at me for a while and finally said to me: “Hello young lady. How’re you doing? Where are you from? I can hear an accent. I like the way you speak.” … Continue reading The Language of my Mother ~ Nkem DenChukwu
She gave him the things he never experienced The rare things money could not buy She loved him with all of her heart He felt the same way for her Yet, he made choices outside of her Just because, His ego was too big He never told her the sweet thoughts he had for … Continue reading Ego
The kind of season that sets a familiar tone for an indescribable yet, amazingly unique pathway to one’s destiny, is the season of love. Every season is meant to be the season of love… The air is crisp. And the flowers seem to be doing a slow dance. She hears rhythms of a song but, … Continue reading Love: The Language of the Heart
It still seems like it was only yesterday that you came by. You came without looking at many faces & so many hearts. You were inconsiderate and insensitive. You did not think about the aftermath of your ruthless visits. When the heart stopped beating, in a bit, it seemed like light turned into darkness. In … Continue reading Death: Who are you?
Like a nightmare, bad memories will creep on you. But then, good memories last a lifetime and your heart is glad. Chances are ~ that in your lifetime, you will experience the storms of life by choice or not, because life’s storms are parts of cosmic arrangements. Life can be as sweet as undiluted fresh … Continue reading Chances Are…
I always wonder how it must feel to think, act and be a child… My 4yr old son comes back from school, drops his Spider Man’s backpack on the foyer, flips his shoes, socks & jacket, and heads to the kitchen then, into the pantry, for a snack. He eats too much of it while … Continue reading The Innocence in the Mind of A Child!