I was speaking to my mommy yesterday and she told me that an interesting thing happened. I asked her what it was and she told me that a man from Umunze (I think it’s in Anambra) came to speak to her. He told her that his very good friend wants to marry me. I didn’t hear what my mom said, or maybe I didn’t want to believe that I heard what she said, so I kept asking, “He wants to marry who?” I asked her this question four times until mom was practically screaming, “You!” She repeated, “He wants to marry you.”
Chiwetel Ejiofor: He’s not the one who wants to marry me, but I need a picture to associate with this post … plus a girl can dream, no?
If there was ever a time that I laughed violently, it was now. I could not stop laughing. I didn’t know this man from Umunze, and I most certainly did not know his friend who is interested in marrying me. But here I was being told that he was interested in marrying me.
My mom told him that her daughter was not available, and you know what he said? He told her to “forget that thing!” I imagine he said it in the typical Igbo accent. He went on to ask, “Who is this man sef? Is he Obama?” I’m assuming that being married to Obama is the only reason why I shouldn’t be with his friend who is also from Umunze. He also went on to add that, “Besides, Doctor’s daughter cannot be with a Yoruba man.” My parents are both medical doctors, and they’re both referred to as “Doctor” as if it’s their first name, so I don’t know if he was referring to my dad or mom.
The Yoruba comment certainly got my attention. Someone has been talking. If my “Suitor” from Umunze has ever laid his eyes on me, then it must have been at least 14 years ago, and I was a teenager then, so if he still thinks of me as I was then, then he’s a pedophile. If he has never laid eyes on me, then he needs some help.
But it gets even better. He went on to tell my mom that his friend will take very good care of me, that he has many businesses, and that he’s very rich. It was entirely funny to me. In conclusion, my Sweet Potatoes, I might be getting married to a man from Umunze soon.
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An elderly man from my village came to speak to me on behalf of another younger man. Up until that day, i had met neither, they were total strangers to me. The elderly man said the person he was speaking for was very serious, so serious that he wasn’t interested in friendship, just marriage gbam! I was fresh out of school at the time. I’d done a lot of stupid things in my life at that time but thank goodness I was wise enough to decline
Hahaha at marriage gbam. That’s crazy. Thank God you didn’t do it. I imagine that this is how some of our parents ended up married. And unfortunately, some of them (have) bad marriages because they married the wrong people.
hahahaha…the guy is a joker….smh
A serious one.
Vera, are you from Umunze?
No, I’m not. I’m from Adazi-Nnukwu.
Are you from umunze?
serious joker!Men can take the piss sha, like sey na only his financial status and tribe he needs to get married and y did he go meet ur parents sef?na dem dey marry, na wa for some ppl sha!the nerve *smh.lol.sure igwe had a good laff from dis, dem no know sey he be Obama.lool
He think we’re still in the stone ages when you go meet the parents. On the other hand, it’s not like he could have come to meet me. He doesn’t even know me. He probably just heard that Doctor has one daughter like that in America.
As it was in the days of old, so it is now and forevermore (lol). Vera, good luck to you and your mistery man…obviously, the poor guy is still living in the past and he most likely never left the village. He’s doing the culturally “appropriate” thing. “Igwe” ke? A beg FORGET THAT THING!!! 🙂
Hahaha. Yes ooo! Forget that thing indeed! And unfortunately you’re right: as it was in the days of old, so it is now …. chei.
Some guys still think from their backside in this day and age. Odika osi one motor park from Upper Iweka puta hence he thinks having “numerous” business works these days mscheww
Hahahahahahahaha at thinking with his backside. Nne, na serious motor park k’osi ooo.
Ha.. that is my town o. And Umunze people are very nice. Hehehe.
Vera what are you waiting for? Biko take the plunge already, and answer Igwe’s questions later. Just don’t mention the fact that you took my advice though.
Loool. Can you imagine? Well, if you’ll come to my wine-carrying, then sure, lerrus do it.
If it’s chiwetel abeg don’t think twice o……if not, Biko gimme him number.
Hahahaha. Tee, if it was really Chiwetel, na for this blog all of una (including Igwe) go find out say I don commot with Chiwetel. But alas, it’s some random man in Umunze.
hahahah, remember to send us IV.
so this sorta arrangement still goes on. i am laughing
No wahala. And yes oh, they still do.
Unfortunately this is still very common in igboland.
I can’t count the number of times my mom has called to tell me about men I’ve never met and their mothers asking for my hand in marriage. An aunt even adviced me to marry one of them now because “women expire after 25”, I just can’t deal.
Belledazzy, the thing is crazy oh. My mom has told me several times that women’s time dey pass oh. I’ll blog about it some day.
Abeg we only want to wear asoebi for Igwe o…that man should go and park well. LOL
Lol. Well, he doesn’t feel he should park — since Igwe isn’t Obama.
So Igbo people still do this thing, hahhaha…
My dear, they apparently still do oh. Sad. And funny. Lol.
But Vera, u got engaged in 2012 or der abt? May I ask y u guys havnt got married? Wats d delay? Just curious. Like play like play, anoda nwa Umunze will sweep u off your feet. Igwe dis aint a joke. What are u guys really waiting for?
Nicki, I see where you’re coming from, and you have a point. Ehm … God’s time is the best. Lol.
Just negodu this Woman! I was wondering just last week too. I am a silent reader all the way from 2008. I even had(have) a blog that you’ve commented on before sef.
Congrats to you and Igwe on your third anniversary! Well done for keeping it under wraps. Ps I love how you call him Igwe. PPS, if my Yoruba lover messes up (I pray not) and I find myself a loving Igbo man, I’m calling him Igwe too. PPPS, I am not even Igbo or Yoruba, just an awesome Nigerian girl.
My friend’s mom always says “marriage was doing ok until you guys came around and added love to it”. Point is – the way you guys met does not really matter cos love does not sustain a marriage; commitment does. Not saying I will marry the man from Umunze though. People get married for so many reasons, am beginning to think of marriage as a business.