The Grandiose refinery: 2015

Monday, August 31, 2015

My Knight, My Light

Watch him move in grace, subduing the grounds below him

The feel of his eyes only turn my sights off and makes everything blurry.

He walks in every dark day and makes himself the one thing I need; My Light.

People stare and tell me how wrong I am to believe you care,

Maybe I should feel a little if not much something like an iota of Fear.

If they weren't talking about you it would be easy but thoughts of you cloud my reasoning.

Your voice sends the shivers all over my spine;

Dare I tell the world you are mine?

Days when I'm in trouble you are always there,

May I shout to the world that you are My Knight?

Grateful, Glad, Happy, Sad, Mad, Crazy;

These rush in when I'm with you, or when I listen to you, or feel you.

I wonder why heads turn at your presence but it’s only my heart that stirs.

My skin pricks like I'm out in the cold, but to talk to you I lose all confidence to be bold,

Yet in your absence all I think of is the feel of your skin.

Yet you seem quite oblivious of the sinking when you turn your back to leave.

Probably if you knew what its like, how much it hurts to be without you

You would stay for no longer than a day after forever.

Sure the feeling of graciousness isn't absent, a real Substance you have been.

Why haven't you been convicted? I'm addicted and obsessed all to You

You walked into my world and turned it on its head.

Danced in with bags of laughter, joy and happiness

You gave me a reason which is equivalent to a Million to seek the dawn of another day

I shouldn't run away before letting you realize that a lot want me

But I want just one, which is You.

You fell into my life and turned it around,

Got me plunged into a realm I never thought existed

At the mere mention of your name a ridiculous grin steals my face and something in the depth of my soul leaps for Joy

I love You! Nevertheless for being a part of this Existence

You told me to keep what I know I have and never throw it away on words of men

You thought me to be wanted before I want

Now, May I Look at the Earth from the skies and Wish for an Afterlife with you in it

Not for any other reason but for who you are to me

I don't know what affection is but I understand why my heart flips and beats for you

You have stored up these hidden Feelings within me.

They are so Alien, I'm so Naive but I'm loving them.

For when the sun stops shining you are there,

Changing the keys and thrusting me into bliss.

You are no other than;

My Knight, My Light

Friday, August 21, 2015

It wasn't on the first day. It took us more than a year
It wasn't the words you first said that took us past the first heard
It wasn't the first smile that got us smitten ,neither was it the hundreds that came after
It wasn't the second that hypnotised ,nor the hour that stigmatized
It wasn't something the hands could hold onto nor the eyes could speak evil into
It was a force no one could predict that came into the precinct and magnetized
It was something so pure the legs of time couldn't sidetrack, nor the mouth of men Describe
It was something that didn't need a reason to be accepted, neither were explanations required
It is Beautiful, it possess Life, it is Cute and Fun, its what men call addiction
Our way of Describing "I see only you"and saying to the world its so magical it has to be true
Neither foresight nor hindsight could have seen this magnificent tide for it never did damage but cursed their sight
They couldn't pin a location we thread for most times it was in the path they all dread
They say we have lost the natural instinct that gives direction but we know we are binded by the sense they lack in the nation
They look at us and see glass thinking they can see through us not knowing its a guise
We are recreated to live in peace we have been highly reformed,they think we are stupid or plainly deformed
We know our direction, Understand our Decision, accept what life throws at us,make the best of our companion
For we have purchased something Priceless, Nature has given us more than blessings
We found Ourselves, Found Bond,Found Love
All good things now come in Our Direction

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

GBAM Awards!! 2015: Live The Dream

The GBAM Awards is an Entertainment Awards built on the Vision to Shine to Spotlight on Promising Young Up and coming Artists, Radio Presenters, Deejays, Talented Music Producers and Firms supporting Nigeria's Entertainment Industry.

The Awards promote interactions between the Firms which support Entertainment and this has helped most of them work hand in hand for the improvement of the Industry. GBAM awards showcase not only the nominees, but the portfolios and industry sectors we represent and it provides our winners with a fantastic opportunity to launch, or further develop their careers. It also serves as a platform to encourage all Nigeria youths to work hard in togetherness so as to achieve their set Goals and help develop themselves.

During the first Edition in 2014, The awards attracted large fans up to 10000 people in just a month through the voting scheme, Over 100 nominees, more than 35 professional organizations aligned with the branding and hosting of the event, and over 1000 people were in attendance.

NOMINATION PROCESS

CATEGORIES (MUSICIAL AND RECOGNITION)

Unlike The 2014 edition which was focused on grass root talented artiste, this year edition is to recognize the achievement of mainstream young talented artiste.

With the introduction of new categories like Best Video Award, Best Group Awards, Best Street Hop Award, Next Super Star Award.

Also, the recognition categories was boosted with categories like Entertainment Personality Award, Entertainment Executive Award, Best Entertainer Award, Face Of The Year.

GBAM Awards #Season2

Saturday, August 15, 2015

PERFECT HEALTH

Health is a common theme in most cultures. In fact, all communities have their concepts of health, as part of their culture. Among definitions still used, probably the oldest is that health is the ‘’absence of disease’’. In some cultures, health and harmony are considered equivalent, harmony being defined as ‘’being at peace with the self, the community, god, cosmos’’.

Health is one of those terms which most people find very difficult to define although they are confident of its meaning. Therefore, many definitions of health have been offered from time to time. An alternative approach to positive health conceptualizes health not as an ideal state, but as a biologically ‘’normal’’ state based on statistical averages. For instance a newborn baby in India weighs 2.8kg on an average compared to 3.5kg in the developed countries, and yet compares favorably in health. The height and weight standards vary from country to country, and also between socioeconomic groups. Many normal people show heart murmurs, enlarged tonsils and X-ray shadows in chest and yet do not show signs of ill health.

Therefore, Health is a relative concept in the broad sense of the word. It does not merely mean the absence of disease or provision of diagnostic, curative and preventive services. The state of positive health implies the notion of ‘’perfect functioning’’ of the body and mind. It conceptualizes health biologically, as a state in which every cell and every organ is functioning at optimum capacity and in perfect harmony with the rest of the body; psychologically, as a state in which the individual feels a sense of perfect well-being and of mastery over his environment, and socially, as a state in which the individual’s capacities for participation in the social system are optimal.

Health is multi-factorial. The factors which influence health lie both within the individual and the society in which he or she lives. It is a truism to say that what man is and to what diseases he may fall victim depends on a combination of two sets of factors – his genetic factors and the environmental factors to which he is exposed. These factors interact and these interactions may be health-promoting or deleterious. Thus, conceptually, the health of individuals and whole communities may be considered to be the result of many interactions.

In conclusion ‘’perfect health“cannot become a reality because man will never be so perfectly adapted to his environment that his life will not involve struggles, failures and sufferings. Positive health will, therefore, always remain a mirage, because everything in our life is subject to change.

Monday, August 3, 2015

My Story Of Woes

I have to tell a story of woes
That I heard when mending soles
He told me all about his foes
I was all but staring at his toes

I saw everything divinely made
Did all but started to fade
He then asked me know to play a game

I looked around in the zoo
Because I didn't know the rule
So I had to ask Mr Bull
I never knew he was so much of a fool
He filled my cup till it was all but full

Almost forgot about the game
He set it up on a stage
Then said It was all about my fame
But all I did answer was "Nay"
For all I had was nothing but my name

I asked for the flag
To put upon my tag but when I asked
He started to look sad
His face fell and looked sag
But then I asked for a sack
Instead of a miniature rat
He started to look flat
That was my encounter with the Minister of Rag
And the Institution of Sack

Back to the mender of souls
I stared at his toes
As he shared his story of foes
Which I added to my collection of woes
That I wrote in the one of all pink notes
That I should place beneath the colour filled poles

He told me everything I needed and had to hear
He set off my gear that the rapt attention was on my ear
He even touched my hair
Placed me on the rear and commanded that o breath the dusty air
And I saw him approach and be near
Too near for I nearly chocked with fear
Which was interrupted by a too loud awkward cheer

The mender of souls stared and said
Stop checking up on my toes
I have finished my story of foes
So I stared as he "goes"
Then I looked at the soles
I had to mend to fend for words
He left me with too much thoughts
Then I met the King of Torts

He stared at my lips and started to sing
He talked about life being filled with tulips
He did then at me he winked
I had to grape on to my book and cease being dizzy
But faster they were and had called for me Nurse Lizzy

The King left me alone
Then I thought about all he had foretold
Getting home o met the lady of the land
When I asked for her wand
She scraped a hand full of Sand
And told me all about her hand
I did all bit subdue the laugh
When she ran me over with stories of Mother Marpht

Then the moon started to smile
I walked so long but mile
Then I saw the River Nile
Sitting on my very Right
Ever so beautiful in the Light
Thought it was a bulb that gave out its light
I never knew it was Nature smiling so beautifully in the Night

When I laid on my bed
I looked at all my pictures of Zed
I thought I knew what I felt
But now I understand all but the spell
That helped in making lortus which did all but fell
I remembered the Kunta Rhythm realm
Kunta Lara Lana Laso yoh they yelled

Thursday, July 30, 2015

BOOMERANG

By Enny Kastiel and The Grandiose team

The heat from the sun was so blazing that he was thankful he made it to class. It was a large auditorium and students were already on sit in wait for the Professor. Amidst girls pouting, taking ‘selfies’ and guys arguing about the match played during the weekend, he found his way to the middle row where his friend had kept a sit for him. He was hesitant to say thank you to Alfred after grunting about the location of the sit for he was shortsighted. He wore his recommended silver plaited glasses with resentment and sat appropriately in wait for the professor.

The lecturer still yet to come, the heat and the boredom was excruciating so he picked up Alfred’s phone and went through his picture gallery to amuse himself. There as he flipped through his gallery was the picture of a beautiful lady. It was a picture of her taken in front of a mirror with a filtered face and a nice behind to entice. His heart beat faster and all sorts of perverted thoughts ran through his mind.

‘If only I could get a beauty like this laid…’

He had been hooked up with girls like this before. So it won’t be a big deal

He then tapped Alfred and with a smug on his face,

“Who is this fine chick that has this tempting onion booty that makes me want to cry?”

Alfred playfully ruefully smacks his head.

“That’s Lucy my cousin, she studies law here, and she’s high class. She is definitely not in your league man.”

After much persuasion Alfred gave her BBM pin to Charles.

“Don’t worry, I’m a pro at this, I respect the Bro code and won’t make mention of your name’.

Alfred Chuckled and said, “Lucy is quiet a handful snub. I can’t wait to hear your embarrassing stories of your adventure’.

After three weeks of patiently waiting, Charles checked his social media refresh feeds and to his amusement,

“Hashqueen is now a contact.”

He couldn’t be happier so he texts her quickly. Just like Alfred said, she was hard to get. She ignored his messages and several pings. The inspiration to endure this harsh and rude treatment was her display picture, showing her in a sexually suggestive pose and with her fair cleavage showing with ease. The game had just begun.

Finally, Hasqueen decides to reply. He would write a whole paragraph while she replied in monosyllabic words. His lust kept him going and with time her attitude started changing towards him. Alfred, her cousin, noticing things weren’t going as expected, decided to confront Lucy about his friend. Lucy replied him with words that seem to be said with utmost seriousness and sincerity

“So you’re the one that gave him my pin, there can’t be anything between me and him. I have been seeing him around, he is such a showboat, too self conscious about is looks and great pride is obvious to see in the way he walks and acts”

As weeks passed, things began to be different between Lucy and Charles. She had started telling her girl friends how cute he is and he had started flaunting her on her display picture. Several dates were set up which ended up promising and pleasant. Alfred got more troubled on seeing the several numerous and intimate selfies taken on dates they went on. Lucy’s heart had started caving in thoughts of what an awesome boyfriend he was going to be while he was glad in his mind, knowing her faith was sealed up in two Durex condoms.

It was a sunny afternoon when Lucy visited him at home. He had asked the previous night and she agreed after much persuasion. The chilly atmosphere created by the AC in his well furnished apartment relaxed her nerves. He acted like a perfect gentleman that day. He cooked for her and made sure she was comfortable and well entertained. Then a thought popped up in his head.

“This is how nice guys finish last, better cook up something or you will end up playing with yourself at night, besides you’ve exhausted your porn collection.”

He then urged her that they play a game of TRUTH or DARE but this wasn’t the first time she had been in this mischievous games of boys, so with a grin on her face and a raised eye brow, she asked him a question that shattered his ego.

“Why are you such a chicken, so you need this game to ask me intimate questions and make me do naughty things?”

He was speechless because her question rendered him in shook. He smiled to hide his embarrassment which was obvious, but she was gentle on him. They later asked each other personal questions which they both answered sincerely, although there were bits of exaggerations in his answers and she downplayed truths on her sex life. The raging desires in him had started to get the better of him so he dared her to kiss him. She laughed at him and with an indifferent look on her face she said, “naaaa I’m not attracted to you.”

He smiles at her mischievously and told her he really liked her face, the compliment was all he needed as she blushed from ear to ear. His motto of, “no risk taken, nothing ventured” kept him going. With eyes locked on each other he moved in to kiss her and with little hesitation she moved nearer. The kissing starts slow, gets more intense and as she struggled to fight her brakes, her clothes dropped. The sex was intense and the powerful orgasm was the payment for ALL THAT WORK, euphoria was the feeling of his conquest.

She looked gored with the expression of being used but he barely noticed as he watched her pick her clothes. If only he had cuddled her and said sweet things to her, she would have been happier. He walked her to the gate and hugged her not. He went out with his friends that night and told them what an animal she was under the sheets and he gave out her pin to some of them that hoped to have their way with her. Two days passed he only messaged her once for the thought of not using protection haunted him. The double lines on the pregnancy kit sealed their faith.

“How could I be so stupid, I barely survived the last abortion.”

It’s another day in class and news of Lucy’s pregnancy had spread throughout the school. Alfred kept brooding on the matter knowing it originated from him. He was brought back to reality as another friend of his tapped him and asked him who the girl on his wallpaper was. His eyes glowed red as he clenched his fist around his pen, in an attempt to stab him.

“Never look at my sister like that!!!!!”

THE END

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