I am so so happy for the support you have shown me for the past 3 months and I really want to thank you because you are the reason I keep writing and writing. Writing on this site has brought with it opportunity beyond my wildest dream. its actually good to give and uncover your creativity! I have met wonderful people like you who leave comments to booster my confidence and those who send e-mails. You are all great in my books and I pray the value you receive would be transformed to whatever value you decide to give your immediate influences. Amen!!! 

But right now, I need your help ooooooooo

The aim of this site (organised by POeT) is to improve lives, improve organisation and improve the world. To accomplish this, it must come in phases; the first target is lives because lives improve organisation and organisations would definitely improve the world. Every life is affected by its thoughts and every thought is influenced by the five senses; sight, feeling, smelling, speaking and hearing. Statistic has shown that the eyes and ears constitute the maximum influence of the thoughts. No wonder, the site creation.

I have decided to embark on a project to write my first novel because of the impact novels have on teenagers and youths. Most of the language, ideas and thoughts of leaders that shape the world comes from novels read in their teenage days. Females are without exception from the mills and booms experience for choosing a life partner. POeT has decided to be part of this platform of influence.

I have decided to write a world-class novel like the Hardley Chase, Robert Ludlums, Harrold Robins, John Grishams, etc. Well, I am just a beginner in writing; I started my heavy writings (articles) 3  months ago so I have a lot to learn so I need your impute on the writing style of my novel project title «Memoirs Of A Virgin».

I have some parts of the novel for your perusal and comments. Please, if you read these pieces below, kindly leave a comment even if it is just a single word like «bad» or «good». It will surely go a long way to shape the project. Please, please, please, do this for me and those who are versed in reviews, your comments are higly appreciated. Please, be as truthful as possible so I can grow.

Below are four pieces which are part of the novel. Please, peruse and critique.........

1. Memoirs of a Virgin

2. Jumai's Redemption

3. Lonely Londoner

4. All Men are Bad

 

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«We must become the change we want to see in the world» ‫ Gandhi 

 

“When the program that runs in a female body gets corrupted by various viruses named project “HURT”, there is a malfunctioning that takes place which consistently produces an output called ALL MEN ARE BAD. A female, without thinking it through, will spurt this sentence to her male friends as if the male friend is not even included in the “all men are bad syndrome”. This simply means she has moved from a logical platform to an illogical one. Well, how do we solve this heart ache symptom? I believe an antivirus should be injected into their system to produce a different output called “ALL MEN ARE DIFFERENT”

 

A lady is born. “Wow” there is rejoicing in the earth (well, at least her parents are happy). Her first sit, crawl, stand and walk is celebrated with much enthusiasm, she goes through various formal institutions in life facing various challenges from exams to human differences. She has a goal, so no matter the stress she goes through in this uncongenial environment; she comes out of it a winner and breathes a sigh of relieve and actually celebrates it. But when it comes to the almighty committed relationship, she gives up at any sign of stress; she holds on to her ideal and hope everything works out. What do you think? I think I should develop an axiom for her;

 

 

“Before you graduate from the institution called Committed Relationship, you must pass one of the most difficult exams called Selflessness 101”

 

One of the indications that we don’t understand something is failure. So when a relationship fails, it simply means we need to retract, stay all night if need be, check out your mistakes, master them and go for the exam and this time with an attitude of “I am willing to give it my best shot”. When the ALL MEN ARE BAD attitude resurfaces and you secretly want to get married then two laws are functioning in your body. You must change the output to ALL MEN ARE DIFFERENT so you can understand you are in a different terrain and easily face the challenges that come with it.

 

“You cannot blame your circumstances for what you create.”

 

When ever a woman says a man is bad, what she does not understand is that she herself is bad because humans do not attract that which they want, but that which they are. Not what they pray and wish for, but that which they are. So you must improve yourself to the level of what you want, to get what you want. Maybe an anecdote might help;

 

Here is a lady approached by a married man (without her prior knowledge of the marital status). He trips her, spends money on her, and promises her marriage to sleep with her. She caves in and becomes deeply emotionally involved. Then comes the bombshell, she finds out. She becomes distress and seems justified to curse and rain abuses on him but she remains emotionally messed up. She becomes skeptical about men that come her way and resolves in her heart not to allow such happen to her again. No matter the shade of men that comes her way, her perspective is never to go through the same emotional pain again, so she tries not to get involve emotionally until she is sure.

 

 

Sure? Sure of what? This woman did not analyze herself to see the vices that blinded her to this deception. She did not check her lust, greed and selfishness. There is no complete overhaul of her internal process and she expects to be attracted to the right man. Even if the right man comes her way, she would not recognize him because she is not equipped to. Her neurons simply translates a good man to be tall rich and handsome. Even if she gets married, she will compromise a lot, to keep the relationship going or the relationship deteriorates and she ends up in the same circle……………… “

 

Lara closed her bible which she did not refer to and believed she could hear a pin drop in a room of about 5,000 single females; she simply walked out of the stage, paced out of the hall and headed straight to her End of Discussion.

 

This is a sequel to Lonely Londoner 

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Jumai quizzed as she looked directly at Lara who was lying on her sofa. Lara looked up and wasn’t too surprised at the question; Jumai loved arguing with her especially on religious issues and being married to Musa who joined the born-again click one week before their wedding day made her arguments with her much heated up. Jumai was a first class Law student who believed strongly in social development and arguing with a very strong opinionated Muslim was not Lara’s way of spending the Sunday afternoon especially after the unusual incident at her own residence with Ene and the security man.

“Jumai, you read the bible more than I do and you own almost all the versions of the bible, why ask me?” Lara sat up looking straight at her friend.” I like listening to you talk about it, dear” Jumai answered. Lara continued looking at her and knew she was serious.“The word born-again was used once in the bible and it was directed by Jesus to a teacher of the law named Nicodemus. The offshoot of the discussion was based on the productivity that Nicodemus found in Jesus life and wanted to find out the secret. Nicodemus did not fully understand the answers Jesus gave him so Jesus was surprised that a teacher of the law could not understand spiritual things”. She was interrupted by Jumai’s baby girl crying in the room. “Go on my dear, my sister will tend to her”. Lara stood up from her seat and looked at the huge wedding picture hanging across the living room. She wondered why Musa decided to go on with the wedding despite pressure from his church. She remembered his call two day before the wedding date asking her what were the implications of marrying a Muslim. Lara was torn between her friend and the truth so in order to escape the pressure placed on her, she had simply dodged the question by referring him to 1^st Corinthians 7:36. Whatever decision he made was not hers.

“Musa has changed a lot. He surprises me everyday with the wisdom he brings to every argument. He is very gentle and different from the Musa I was dating. He does not lie even when he knows it will hurt me and his business is just growing in an astronomical measure. Can you imagine that yesterday, I screamed and nagged at him for something he did not do and he merely hugged me and told me he loved me. Is that what you meant by the productivity in Jesus life?” she said rising up to join Lara. “Yes, that is what cooperating with the spirit of God does to you” Then Jumai faced her and asked her “then why is my neighbor who disturbs us with his prayer every morning not like Musa? Our neighbor is rude and he looks down on everyone as if he is holier than thou, but he seems to be having issues with his business as he borrows money all the time.” Lara was prepared for that question as she responded “Being born-again is not enough, you also have to be born of the spirit. The spirit teaches you through various medium like listening to a pastor, reading your bible and so on. That is why you read the bible and not understand. The program has not been activated inside of you to fully understand and unlock the wisdom in the Bible. You also have to cooperate with whatever he tells you to do.”

Jumai looked away from Lara, something was burning in her heart. She always felt this way whenever she discusses with Lara. There was a surge of torrent in her heart as the heat increased; this was beyond her human intellect and there was no rationale for this.Lara’s phone rang as if saving her from the embarrassing situation.“Hello Lara, I will need you to fill-up my position as I am stuck in Abuja and the singles are waiting for me this evening to speak to them.” said the speaker at the other end of the phone. Lara was shocked that the Single fellowship President could actually ask her to speak to thousands of singles. She does not even attend church regularly not to talk of attending the singles meeting. In fact, she has only been there once and she left early giving the excuse she was sick. She wondered if the lady did not make mistake with the name, so her response was “I am Lara Gbadamosi, I am sure you are speaking to the wrong person.” There was a long silence at the other end and a rich voice filled the phone “I know, I have been watching your progress ever since you joined us and I am sure you are the best person to speak on my behalf. I want you to tell the ladies especially your secret of happiness despite your singe state.” Lara was shocked but she eventually caved in and was told the talk was in 30 minutes time. After disengaging the phone, Lara was shocked beyond her wildest dream. She was to speak to thousands of singles and she was giving 30minutes to prepare not to talk of distance to reach her destination. She was about to speak to God when she realized that Jumai was still in the room. Jumai turned to her; she came to her front and knelt down as tears began to flow from her cheek”

Please, Pray for me; I want to be born-agan”………………………….  

This story is a sequel to MEMOIRS OF A VIRGIN    

 

 

 

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Emeka had always accompanied her home after church and his absence brought a sense of loss to her. She had struggled with the decision of waiting for him which translated to two hours of dry songs and messages. She was driving unusually very fast along Lekki Express way as the air conditioning affected her judgment; she was lucky to get home in one piece. She horned expecting the security man to open the gate but after 5 minutes of waiting; she parked the car by the side of the road. She hurriedly walked into the compound and headed straight to the boys quarter thinking of how she was going to deal with the security man. She heard an unusual moan coming straight from the door of the boy's quarter and atmosphere was pungent. She had opened the door, before she remembered the courtesy of knocking. Her legs became very weak as the image was very lucid; her best friend, Ene was stark naked and was over the naked security man; both were lost to the present reality and seem to be enjoying themselves. 

She hurriedly walked to the car and sat inside, putting her head on the dash board. She laughed strongly at the scene she just witnessed though still in utter shock. Ene, born-again sister, spirikoko, sleeping with the security man. She could not help the tears that dripped out of her face as she laughed. She quickly regained herself and wondered what could make a prayer warrior like Ene fall so low as to commit fornication. Ene was a beautiful woman and very spiritual but the scene she witnesses seemed like a dream. She quickly nudged herself to reality thinking of how she will deal with this incident. Ene must have thought she was coming home in 2 hours time, she would never had guessed she will leave the church early enough. 

Lara had never discussed her virginity with Ene though she shared a lot of herself with her. She and Ene had come a long way right from secondary school to the same university and now working in different industry. They joined the same bank but Lara left the bank for a telecoms company. They both worked and lived in the same house in Victoria Island for 3 years now, waiting for their dream husbands. Ene had always been more principled than she was in the Christian faith, she had always steered the cause. Lara looked across the window and noticed Ene's Toyota Camry and wondered why she had not seen it earlier. She must have been so angry with the security guy. This was not her first time, she was experiencing unusual events, and this was the second. The first occurred in their university days at OAU; she had gone for an all night service in church and left very early in order to meet with her fiancé before he left forLagos en-route to London for Masters. He had come earlier to visit her before he took off for a 15 months program in Oil and Gas. He spent 2 days in the hotel and was leaving very early the next day to meet his appointed flight. 

Lara's fellowship organized an all night fellowship at one of the halls which was due at 5.00 am on Saturday. She left the service at 3.30 am in order to reach the hostel on time and cook for her fiancé. She had calculated the time it will take her to reach his hotel. On her way to her hostel, rain poured heavily shielding the moon; she quickly took solace in one of the building. She was shocked when she saw a figure come out of the building holding a knife. On close observation, it was a guy wearing a mask and approaching her.» Pull your clothes off» said the guy. 

«Why?» She said but she was shocked with her boldness. «I said pull off your clothes» He insisted, pointing the knife to her direction. She quickly backed off and quickly said «okay, you want me but please, you will be gentle with me. I will cooperate.» There was a hint of smile coming from the mask. He seemed settled as she pulled her blouse revealing her bra. She immediately pulled her skirt, then she said » I am a Christian so I will be hurting God if I do not tell you this secret.» «What secret?» he barked.» I am HIV positive» she said very slowly and convincingly. He jumped back, stood motionlessly and ran away. 

She dressed up very quickly and ran to her hostel despising the rain. She got to her room and noticed every other student was sleeping. She climbed on her bed, wrapped herself under the blanket and shook. After 10 minutes, she recalled the event and laughed at her ingenuity. She was saved from being raped like an animal, she wondered where the courage and lies came from but she was happy her virginity was kept intact. She immediately regretted not giving her fiancé her virginity when he piqued her about it. She could not wait to tell him. She waited till

7.00am and immediately boarded a bus to town. She got the hotel and she was not too shocked to hear the fiancé had gone. The concierge handed her a piece of paper from her fiancé and written on it was; 

You bitch; you want to give me HIV. The relationship is over................. 

 

 

 

 

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