Chukwuemeka Oluka
...an Engineer, research enthusiast, a passionate writer and an apprentice poet.
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Written By: Chukwuemeka Oluka The day wore a bright smile, a few hours after the alarm clock rang. The sound of that little device oscillating between two metal plates signalled the start of the day’s routine. The Adhan by the Mu’adhin echoed, "Prayer is better than sleep; prayer is better than sleep." The Christian counterpart did come alive with a pitch-perfect megaphone. The tone for the day was set. He tried to catch some sleep despite the chaos, but he quickly remembered he had spent...
POETRY WITH RESONANCE
The poems below were written with intentionality. Inspired by the desire to bring to bare the communal spirit that tied friendships together from the cradle, SWEET NOSTALGIA and CHILDHOOD YESTERYEARS capture the fond memories of laughter, innocence and unfiltered joy that defined our early childhood friendships in Africa. These friendships have remained authentic, standing the test of time and the poems dive really deep to celebrate them. 1.https://nircle.com/post/sweet-nostalgia/4PfYnA1MZscUpf...
CHILDHOOD YESTERYEARS
Written By: Chukwuemeka Oluka Too many cooks they say, spoil the broth But you haven't heard our beautiful story The one told of our childhood friendships Painted with vibrant colours in our tender hearts Memories of laughter, innocence and real joy Too many cooks for the broth was the fun Our cooking water from collective spittles Adaku with pepper on the grinding stone Ingredients flew from mama's kitchen Nkoli set the small tin pot on the ekwu Ikem fanned the woods into yellow flames Adaeze...
SWEET NOSTALGIA
Written By: Chukwuemeka Oluka The sickle shape in the sky would smile Illuminating our tender hearts and faces At night, it kept our friendship warm Under the beautiful ambience, we played Kpumbo ololo, kpumba ololo in hide-and-seek Later, the sun would oust the moon And sit patiently on the horizon Waiting for our friendship to blossom Like the bud that yearned for sunlight We came forth like the Hibiscus We traced the footpaths to the stream And whistled and communed with birds Hands around...
No Gree for Anybody
#NircleStories #HelloNircle "NO GREE FOR ANYBODY" Written By: Chukwuemeka Oluka How Nigerians unanimously agreed that a certain slang would become the New Year’s mantra continues to beat my wildest imagination. Just a few days into the New Year, 2024, a slang – “no gree for anybody” – had already gone viral and carried a lot of weight in conversations. Sincerely, if there is anything Nigerians do effortlessly, it is the ability to conjure crazy slangs. The pidgin expression, “...
COMMITTEE OF FRIENDS PALAVA
Call it drama, confusion or madness and you won’t be out of place 😄 For more on the full story, kindly visit my Nircle Blog 📍Nigeria, Nigeria #DiscoverMyNircleBlogPost #NircleCreativeDiscovery #ReadMyNircleBlog #MyNircleBlogPost #Valentine #NircleStories #HelloNircle
In Search of My Better Half
A captivating Valentine love story with a fine blend of humour and drama. Kindly visit my nircle blog to read. #Valentine #MyNircleBlogPost #DiscoverMyNircleBlogPost #ReadMyNircleBlog #NircleStories #ValentineBlogPost #NircleCreativeDiscovery
Mon Cher Amor; My Sweet Love, My Valentine
A Valentine's day proposal and love story, fleshed in twists and turns. #ValentineBlogPost #Valentine #NircleCreativeDiscovery #DiscoverMyNircleBlogPost #ReadMyNircleBlog #NircleStories
Review of the Film, "A TRIBE CALLED JUDAH"
Review of the film, "A TRIBE CALLED JUDAH" Written By: Chukwuemeka Oluka Setting the record for being the first Nollywood film to gross a staggering N1.0 billion in box office revenue, ‘A Tribe Called Judah’ is set to redefine filmmaking in the Nigerian film industry. Released on 15th December 2023 in cinemas nationwide, the blockbuster reached this incredible milestone in just two (2) days into the new year, 2024. It is produced by Funke Akindele, whose previous films ‘Battle on Buka St...
Ode To African Waters
If you love poetry, please like and share your thoughts on my poem in the comment pane. #Poetry #AfricaMusicUnboundPoem #WatersOfAfricaPoem #WatersOfAfrica #AfricaMusicUnbound https://nircle.com/post/ode-to-african-waters/QKGq52tZ6N2QpDOK
Day 3 Blogging Challenge
#NircleCreativeDiscovery #ReadMyNircleBlog #Day3BloggingChallenge Do you know that a man's life is complex; and that the things that may help his life can also be threats to his life? For example, do you know that brushing his teeth twice could prevent erectile dysfunction, but most toothpastes destroy his manhood? Well, visit my blog for excerpts. N/B: My blogging niche takes you on an exciting journey into the realms of poetry, lifestyle, healthcare, politics, arts, research, technology,...
Day 2 Blogging Challenge
JOURNALISM IN A RAPIDLY-CHANGING WORLD By: Chukwuemeka Oluka Make no mistake; Journalism can be seen as the process of gathering and presenting factual information. This implies that journalism relies on a working culture that inspires and guarantees this factual basis. Before the invention of the printing press in the 18th century, the approach of news dissemination was by word of mouth. This approach was highly unreliable and later faded away after the printing press came on board. Even befo...
THIS IS jANUARY
"This Is jANUAR¥" In Earth's dryness, you sprout No leaves, yet your flowers blossom Bearing fruits, fresh and succulent The first fruits of a calender tree With audacity, you herald the year Setting the inklings for the rollercoasters To the wise, a muse; a dark one But a nightmare to the unprepared On your terrain, resolutions are borne Broken and mended at ease Few scale through your rocky mountains The rest, yielding to your scary depths The fear of you is the exercise of wisdom Your le...
The Chronicles [thechronicles.nircle.blog]
#ReadMyNircleBlog #CreativeBlog #ReadMyNircleBlogChallenge Enjoy the exciting world of "The Chronicles" on my Nircle blog below.
Ode To A Demigod
Ode To A Demigod: A Poem by Chukwuemeka Oluka O demigod, to know you is to know the finest You may not like these expressions But I’m sorry, I just can’t help it Mortal and near celestial realm Clothed in flesh, breaths air of gods You are neither God nor man Half human, half deity, you sprawl through Who can find me a demigod like you Who shall I compare thee with Shall I compare thee to a mere creature With divinity, I dare compare thee In realms where mortals dare to thread My demigod,...
My Dearest
My Dearest, You showed up when all took a walk In my dark tunnel, you were the light at its end In emotionally telling territories, you were there Trapped in an unhealthy world, I heard your advancing steps You gave me support without asking for it You, the winds beneath my wings Made me fly from weakness to strength Burdened with a load of care, near, you were Amidst the conflicts, you gave me comfort My cross seemed heavy, you lent your shoulders The darkness grows thick! The dead-end calls...
Lagos
📍Lagos, Nigeria "Lagos" - A short fiction written by: Chukwuemeka Oluka Lagos? That city will make you mad. Blink your eyes and you’re gone. I mean gone! I am soft-spoken, somewhat introverted and gentlemanly, with a cool head on my shoulders. I detest anything that would give me stress. In all honesty, I always try to avoid any topsy turvy situation before it comes beckoning. That is my kind of person. Could it be because of the environment I was nurtured? Enugu, I know is a decent c...
Canticles of Love
Canticles Of Love: A Poem by Chukwuemeka Oluka To the one whose faults are small yet loud That makes my heart groan in loud solitude I let you wreck and deck me as you vowed You held tight to your dangling attitude Here and there, you swung me till I was lost Lost in the fold and mould of your true self Like a pearl in savannas far east I was lost like a book that left its shelf But how much longer will this continue How long will I stand and wonder and feign Near, you are; yet far like the ...
Ode To African Waters
Ode To African Waters: A Poem by Chukwuemeka Oluka Like mother nature and her young You take the lead, we follow cheerfully Your maternal direction keeps us safe Our mouths lock on to your tributaries To suckle, to drink; to full, to life Your waves sing our babes lullaby at night Your banks, their playground at day We settle, we nest around your lush banks Full of life, full of warmth O, African waters! the oasis in our Sahel From the rocky Mountains, to the Deltas In your Rapids and Falls, A...
Inside_The_Market
Inside the market, I go a shopping For food, for life A beautiful experience Inside the market, Succulent tomatoes I see Sitting pretty in baskets It beckons, it beckons Inside the market, Everyone comes alive Boisterous and busy To find a living Inside the market, Different items, and wares Yearning for attention Money, money, money, it calls #InsideTheMarket #foodshopping #NircleComnunity
Inside_The_Market
Inside the market, Everyone comes alive Boisterous and busy To find a living Inside the market, A beautiful experience #insidethemarket #foodshopping #NircleCommunity
Inside_The_Market
Inside the market, I go a shopping For food, for life A beautiful experience Inside the market, Succulent tomatoes I see Sitting pretty in baskets It beckons, it beckons Inside the market, Everyone comes alive Boisterous and busy To find a living Inside the market, Different items, and wares Yearning for attention Money, money, money, it calls #InsideTheMarket #foodshopping #NircleComnunity
Akidi, My Muse!
Akidi is an excellent source of protein, essential vitamins and minerals, and carbohydrate. Packed with high concentration of vitamins B2, C, and A, Akidi is high in minerals such as magnesium, iron, folate, and phosphorus. Also, it provides vital nutrients which possess antioxidant properties. My street food Akidi, never goes wrong. #LocalStreetFood #StreetFoodChallenge #NircleStreetFoodChallenge #Akidi
My Jollof Rice
Jollof Rice Recipe - rice - vegetable oil - fresh tomatoes - meat - seasoning cubes - salt - pepper - onion - crayfish Instructions Wash your meat with salt and water and boil, adding salt, seasoning cube and onion. Allow it to seamer for 3 - mins before adding more water. Bring it down when it's well cooked and soft. Wash your rice and parboil to remove the starch. Pour your vegetable oil into the pot, let it warm a little before throwing in your cut onion. Add the grounded tomatoes, stir...
Behold, "Akidi!"
Akidi! Locally known as 'Akidi' in Igbo, It is of the Cowpea family and it's relished as a native delicacy and contributes significantly to the street meals in the South Eastern part of Nigeria. Call it the African black bean if you want. Akidi is cooked simply with salt, pepper and palm oil, and can also be savoured with fresh maize or yam. Akidi is an excellent source of protein, essential vitamins and minerals, and starch. It provides a high amount of plant-based protein and many other e...
I explore all the genres
I have explored nearly all the genres, and the experiences was worth the while. I seemingly don't have any forte or comfort zone as I have written on poetry, research, fiction, creative non fiction, feature, opinion and so on. Visit my blog on nircle, "thechronicles.nircle.blog" and see for yourself.
Advice to Migrants
Going back should be the last option they should consider. They all have to dig deep into their convictions. They should strive to adapt to the situation they've found themselves and then explore their talents and skills to earn a decent living. Yes, it will be difficult at first, but if they're intentional about it, their ship will sail eventually.
All I see is disapproval using sarcasm!
To me, what readily comes to mind about Langston Hughes' poem, 'Laughers' is that he's seemingly taking a swipe at his people. Employing sarcasm, I feel like he expresses utter dismay and disapproval in the kind of life his people settled for. I mean, this doesn't make him proud by any means. 'Loud mouthed laughers in the hands of fate' was just a strong swipe.
In Defense Of jANUAR¥
In Earth's dryness, you sprout No leaves, yet your flowers blossom Bearing fruits, fresh and succulent The first fruits of a calender tree The above verse is the first verse in a poem I wrote in defense of the month, January. It resonates so much with me because it is my birth month and the literary device deployed therein was intentional because, January has had a lot of backslash, but, it is in itself a beautiful month and you can truely sprout to life and bear fine fruits amidst the dryness ...
