ITS OCT 10 AGAIN ; ISN'T IT IN YOUR CALENDAR?

 ITS 10^TH OF OCTOBER AGAIN, ISN’T IT IN YOUR CALENDAR?

First of all, Alhamdulilah, yeah alhamdulilah for everything HE has done in my life, still doing and would still do, till the time will come for my transformation.

Last year I did  a silly soft side writing because I really don’t want to bore you with stories that may sound like a cliché already (if you miss it, you can read again here)

This year I feel like saying nothing and screaming at the top of my voice at the same time, yeah, so many challenges, so many pains, so many tears and of course a lot to smile for, why shouldn’t I be grateful? I ask myself, perhaps you would give me one reason not to be?

For those of you that have been on this journey with me for a while, you probably are use to my birthday banter, for those of you that are new; I say welcome on board, at the end of it all, you will do either one of this, hiss, smile, nod or feel like giving me a slap but unfortunately (duur; in Jenifa’s voice) you can’t explore that last option.

Back to the matter, like I was saying, am going to bore you again with my birthday tales, you may want to ask ‘ wetin concern  me with all this now’’ but hey this is my own special way of being the first to give myself a birthday gift and not wanting to be selfish about it, decide to share with my friends.

Let’s go back memory lane , October 2010, 2013, 2013 in retrospect, alhamdulilah again , there hasn’t been any birthday that has not be special, just like George Orwell said in his book  Animal Farm ‘’all animals are equal but some are more equal than the others, so am adopting and modifying the saying, all birthdays are special but some are more special than the others.

October 10 2010, was very fantastic, aside from the fact that it was a special date ‘’10-10-10, I got one of the fantabulous birthday greeting ever, back then we were in Jos, as corp members with PRTVC, all residing at the corper’s lodge, with so many girlfriends around. That night before my birthday (9-10-10), being an early bird, I had entered the room to sleep, leaving the door open for my roommate to get in anytime because she was still  busy watching a movie with other flatmates, and while sleeping I was wondering what movie they were seeing that made them stay up so late anyway I said to myself in my mind, na dem sabi me I want to sleep, if I could still remember well, they were watching SALT( which has Angelina Jolie as its main character, so off to bed only to hear sounds of footsteps toward our room at exactly 12 a.m on dot, I quickly got up, it couldn’t be only my roommate and then I was wondering what these ladies could still be doing awake at this time, (shey SALT NOONI), I was  still lost in my though when the door was slammed opened( a bit scared and surprised at the smiling faces that were standing in front of me)  and then the song of HBD TO YOU AND FOR SHE IS A JOLLY GOOD FELLOW RANT THE AIR , UNKNOWN to me, my girls had deliberately planned to keep their selves busy with that movie so as not to fall asleep and be the first to wish me a HBD  on my special day. And then they were going to follow it up with a water bath, I can’t really remember if that eventually happened though, because at that point I was dumbfounded,, that was a great show of love to me, I felt really honoured     ( lemme famz myself small; I  don’t think any other person had that kind of a special birthday greeting till we passed out) we may have been apart for a while now, but I still appreciate my PRTV babes anyday anytime, and am saying this openly I love you all!

2011- fast forward base changed from Jos to Lagos Nigeria (10-10-2011) and it was another birthday, in my usual style all I do on my birthday is make sure I put on something nice for myself, pray and the day just roll by, it was a week day and so I was dressed for work , like every other normal day, am going to work, birthday cakes or biscuit don’t really freak me on my own unless there is a push so, I really didn’t prepare for anything, until my very good friend Doctor Awoyiga called me up and said, babe what’s up with your birthday now, and I answered, what’s up ke, as usual ‘mo n lo ibi ise then go back home’’ and he replied go back home, kilo ma se iwo omo Halima yi na, (what is wrong with this Halima sef)you are supposed to have a little fun outing on your birthday now, and I said okay, and that was how we plan to make the day fun, although we couldn’t make it big because of time but it was fun, I ended up coming back home with a big cake and cups of ice cream that day…my naughty Doctor friend thank you, I still appreciate that day till today.

2012- Another 10-10-2012, it’s another birthday and now it was my TROJAN/IMANI BABES like I call them that made it wao, in my usual self, I dressed up , prayed and headed for work, on getting to work, my girls(Bisola and Rodiyah) asked, Halima, how is your birthday going to be now, I said how ke, there’s nothing now, the next thing I saw them talking in hushed voice and moving around together like Siamese twin, and the result was cans of malt and toasted bread to go round everyone in the office plus wrap of gift, which surprisingly was what they know I did like  ‘accessories’ … and today  again I say thank you to my babes, you rock!

2013-10-10-2013, another milestone, a year older, a year better , yes, that was the catch word on the surprise cake I got from my Imani babes with Bukbidath toh pretty being the chief planner, as usual in my normal birthday style I have dressed myself up, having agreed with the girls a week earlier to make yellow our theme colour for the day, I got my yellow gown and accessories  looking all primmed up and was set for the photo session with my girls as usual, and on getting to the office, Bisola was nowhere to be found, quite strange, only to get to the office with a cake with my name boldly inscribed on it and that beautiful caption ‘’a year older, a year better’’ and indeed except for one or two issues which one can’t escape that caption couldn’t have said it better, and it was indeed another wonderful day ending up with gift wraps as usual from my babes. (100 gbosa for my girls o jare)

2014- yippee, 10-10-2014, another year is here, I can’t shout, mio le pariwo, YES, I do not have as much money as I want, YES, I do not have that dream job yet, YES, am not married yet, even though most of my friends are up with two kids already (*laugs in french *but  am not searching) , YES, I haven’t given my parents the wonderful grand kids I promised, YES, am still struggling with good deeds(may Allah help me),YES, am yet to build that fine house for mum and buy dad that latest car I promised, YES, I have not been able to touch as much lives that I promised GOD I want to touch, YES, I have my flaws because am human and not perfect, YES, I could be sharp mouthed but mean no harm, YES I love to make people happy, YES, walahi, I appreciate all of my friends those that have been a victim of my sharp mouth at one point or the other and still stood through and for those of you who haven’t been a victim, don’t worry, your time Is coming soon, it only makes our friendship thicker( he he, laughing in Yoruba)  YES, I have got a beautiful darling who respects and adore me so much and who happen to be my birthday mate, yelz, now you know the genesis of Mr and Mrs 10 ( Abiola mi wa last funmi InshaaAllah)  and yes I have a whole lot to be thankful for.

NO, I would not be ungrateful to GOD because am not there yet, have got my eyes on the price, aint no stopping because I believe through the struggle, the VICTORY would come, NO, I would not be ungrateful because I have lot of unfulfilled promises still, when there is life, there is hope, NO, I would not be ungrateful for those ‘frenemies’’ for in between have got wonderful and true friends, NO, I would not be ungrateful because am blessed with the best of families, my very special and delectable Mr. and Mrs. J ADEBISI(WALAHI E MA JEUN OMO) and the best of siblings who have always been a victim of this ‘’sharp mouth’ from day one and can’t escape it (duur), NO, I won’t be ungrateful because I have you, I mean you; wonderful friends like you who believe in me and always encourage me to do more even without knowing, you are all part of   my life for a purpose and I try to learn and work through that purpose. If I should go on a name list, the list would go on and on, walahi I appreciate you all, your praises/criticisms keep me going and in check, and above all of it NO, I won’t be ungrateful because I  have got the ALMIGHTY IN my life, YAH ALLAH, (YAH ZULJALLALI WA IKRAM), The GREATEST of the greatest, knowing You give me so much inner peace than anyone can imagine, knowing You are always there for me regardless of my shortcomings makes me high and wanna please you more(KABIOSI), AM grateful for those joys coming my way soon, those that I know and that I know not. Alhamdulilah.

inshaAllah, I know 10-10-2015( if the Almighty still spares my life in his mercy) would be even far far fantabulous than the past years, and of course, the present 10-10- 2014..would count well by His special grace.

Before I wrap up this write up, am just going to ask you for one favour and may GOD bless you as you obliged. For those that can say alhamdulilah please say yah Allah am saying alhamdulilah on behalf of Oluwbukola Halima omo Ade, and for those who can’t just simply say am thanking GOD on behalf of this babe. May God jointly bless us as you do this for me.

#morethanenoughsaid, sorry for boring you, I don tell una before say it’s either you hiss, smile, scroll down hurriedly, nod your head  or feel like slapping me, abeg which one you do?

(Picks race as I continue to laugh in Yoruba, honestly I wish everyday would be October 10, so I can force myself to write, am getting lazy in that unit, I need to revive it)

ITS still your girl halybee, emi nooni HB, mrs 10, Orodola omo Ade, aya Akin, o ba won soro nibi ti oro ti niyi, soro kin niyi, soro lola, omo amo oro to lese lese, omo asoro ba gba jeun, omo asoro lola., omo la toro, oro labi, oro a gbe e , ason si owo, asan e si omo, asan si aiku bale oro, nba amin (forgive my poor Yoruba I don’t know how to put do-re-mi ni ooo)

NB; for my non- Yoruba speaking friends, sorry, that was just jara , it's  actually my personal lineage praise, if you need the translation, talk to me…lol