Wednesday, 14 June 2017

SENSATION

Title: SENSATION
Author: OLIVIA

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Music is everything..
Music is life..
It is addictive, it got you tripping.
Fills your soul with peace, joy, happiness.
It still fills your soul with sorrow, despair, sadness.
It still gives hope, faith, love.
Makes you think of life...
Makes you think of death...
And still makeb you think of life after death.
Music is just however you see it, however you feel it.
Then talk about what gives music its life;
The instruments; wait for it.
Listen to the drum playing..
Beat it, enjoy it give its beat.
Flow with the sound.
Strike it, hit it..
Whatever you do
Watch the music come alive.
Let the rhythm flow through your veins like your blood does.
Feel the beat flowing with every beat of your heart.
Feel it pounding like your heart pounds.
Gbedu of life, beat of life...
Drums bring the intensity to everything...
Talk about the heightened emotions.
Making you soar as high as a bird.
As you enjoy the percussion.
All of a sudden, everything is quiet and everywhere serene.
Close your eyes...
Doh reh mi fa so la ti doh...
Now, your heart is being played like a grand piano as you listen to the piano playing.
It's like you are held by strings, hanging on to the soulful message of the melody.
Feel it Pierce through your body, your muscles and find its way to your soul.
Feel it travel down your spine.
It has found places you didn't know existed.
Do you like it slow? when it gives peace
Do you like it fast? When it is playful.
Either way, you are still trapped in a trance.
You are on a beach staring at the ocean...
You are already on the aquamarine water, the deep aquamarine water..
Thinking deep about something, or about that special someone..
Your heart has been touched.
Now yell me how the drum and piano brings life to your music...
#Liv

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Wednesday, 18 January 2017

#MERCYTheStory Ep6

*THE NEEDFUL*

"Hello!"
"Are you there sir?!" He asked, but still got no reply.
He dropped the phone, walked around the house to check if there was anyone still inside the building.
'Beep!' It was his phone, he picked.
"Found no one at home, building cleared" he said to the caller on the line.
The line went off immediately.

He wasn't a happy man today, he was never late to a task like this, and he has never missed his target.

                                                  ****

Inside a medium size 'thermo-cool' deep freezer laid a young lady, she was his target. She hid herself from him and she was already giving up. The oxygen contained in the freezer was now shortening with the speed of light.

                                                    ****

He looked at the strangely positioned white box.
He was now dehydrated. That was why the 'thermo-cool' deep freezer was looking just like a white box to him. He stepped towards it,then he opened it.....

*To Be Continued*

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Tuesday, 3 January 2017

#MERCYTheStory Ep5

*THOUGHTS*

MERCY sat at the bar section of "Ben Club" feeling very cold inside of her , the images of what she saw at the apartment were now returning to hunt her one more time.
Musa had a male partner. She caught them naked, laying side by side. It wasn't like it was her first time of her seeing two males caught making out, she was shocked that gays/lesbians now went to the extent of proposing and getting married to their opposite sex just to shield their same-sex relationship from the prying eyes of the public.

'Musa loves both gender?' she asked herself.

Mercy emptied the contents of her beta malt can with just one gulp, dropped it on the table, paid the bar attendant, told him to keep the change, and went straight to her BMW parked Outside.

She had to do something about what she just experienced. She had to make him pay for the emotional trauma he had caused before she decided not to marry him after saying 'yes!'

'Beep!' It was her smartphone, a message came in and it read, " Your Letter Is Waiting. Congratulations!!! #NZXTVX", After reading it she sighed heavily, Got into her car and drove off.

                                               * *** *

Musa on his part was devastated. He was unsure of Mercy's next move.
He was scared of Mercy blackmailing him. He was afraid that she was going to leak his secrets to the world, because he knew she ran an online media outfit with a large fan base of people who believed her every story.

He had to do something drastic immediately, he had to take her away from the scene before caused any harm.
These were his own thoughts. He picked up his phone and dialed kunta immediately.

*To Be Continued*

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Sunday, 1 January 2017

#MERCYTheStory Ep4

*Oh GOD OF MERCY*

Musa was in town, it was time for Mercy to set things straight with him.
To tell him she had no dreams of getting married to Hausa. That she wasn't interested in his money and gifts anymore. Thatch Thatch she had had enough of his goat like body odour covered with passion perfume.
That she hated left handed guys. That she hated the fact he couldn't satisfy her on and off the bed.
She had made up her mind, so she got prepared to pay him a surprise visit at his apartment in lagos. An apartment he lived in two times in a year.

Musa was from a wealthy family, he had everything money could buy. He was the guy who loved to love, he once  had a crush on a one time beauty queen, but he crushed the crush when he realized it was  one sided. It was on the evening of that same day he met Mercy and his attention diverted to her.

The traffic was a little bit tight, Mercy hated Nigerian roads. No one ever knew what made cars to go slow. She had already prepared her lines,how she was going to tell Musa off. How she was going to look into his eyes and make him feel less human. She was almost losing concentration while she rode her black BMW, she hated driving when her mind was filled with thoughts and issues yet to solve.

The apartment felt silent, which was unusual.
Musa liked to play his favourite Hausa tunes when he was around. She got through the gate, went to his door, it wasn't locked,and still no sign of anyone around.

She went to his room directly, his door was ajar. She peeped through, "Oh! My God!' She exclaimed.

*To Be Continued*

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