Vouria stories

  What is the suitable punishment for a cheating partner, how far is too far? Places and certian events were changed for security purposes. Theresa exhaled slowly as she approached the dining area. She exhaled to calm her throbing heartbeats and steady her shaking hands. She got to the dining room and carefully placed the silver tray on the table. She adjusted the dishwares that didn't need adjustment on the tray, she smoothened down the table cloth where there were absolutely no bumps, all to calm her racing heart. It was beating painfully against her chest now. She heard movement, a shuffle from the room, the last room in the corridor. The big room she shared with her husband. Then she heard approaching footsteps, everything seemed so loud in her house that was eeirly quiet. Quick steps, one, two, three and he was standing by the door. She swallowed and shifted a little bit from the table.  She lowered her eyes, cringing from his gaze. In the past she would always stare at h...

Severe case of mental illness, dementia, mutiple personality disorder, did these things have a name in africa before the 90s?  what were they called in the rural parts?  We will tell you about Dorcas. Dorcas was a privileged young woman, born in the 90s to a very rich man. She didn't have a special position in her household though, she was not an only child, not the first child, neither was she the last. She was not the the first daughter and she had younger sisters. She was not very beautiful, she was just, well... Dorcas. Dorcas's father like other rich men in his time had a large household, more than four wives and well over thirty children besides nieces and nephews that lived in. Dorcas was a willful child, willful but slow, academically slow. She found it hard to understand what teachers taught at school. The teachers made efforts to give her special attention as befit her status, but they soon gave up. Roland's mother that lived down the street, the one her husbands ...

Loosing. Have you ever lost to someone or something? How did you handle it,how did you receive the news,are you one of those resilient people that know it is ok to loose? Humans are as different in handling failures as they are different in physical features. Kelvin in today's story was one of those who think loosing a dirty word. Kelvin worked in a bank, owned a nice car and lived in a Fancy house, Kelvin also had a best friend from kindergarten,they have always been friends and they were flat mates. Kelvin had everything good in life, everything always fell in the right places for him, although he had a rich father,he had his own money and this tripled his self esteem. Kelvin's best friend was a high school teacher,he was happy to have gotten that job at all when most of his course mates  were having difficulty getting jobs,his friend Kelvin, was kind enough to pay more than half the rent annually,so he had little financial concerns, although he hoped for a better ...

For most unfortunate or tragic events,you usually hear the person say, somehow they knew it will happen, they felt it. In some cases a week before these events the person feels far from normal, they suspect something is wrong, experience foreboding. For a few others they feel nothing at all,no herald whatsoever,they feel good and fine, life is going well,then bang!!! Something bad happens,it is as jarring and shocking as a loud noise at night. For Alexander it was the same,they had no inkling whatsoever about what would happen that weekend. Alexander was in senior high school with his twin. They were the only children of their parents who were both lawyers. These identical twins were super playful. They had little reason not to be though. They had loving parents,lived in a very happy home,were students of one of the best schools. Alexander was the most reserved of this twin,that is, although he was jovial,free spirited and hyper, he was no where close to his brother. Pranks ...

Everyone has a limit to their tolerance level. How much can one person take? or can you take any at all. What is a deal breaker for you. In some marriages the deal breaker is infidelty for others it's physical abuse. For Sylvia in today's story she had little patience for violence. Sylvia was a unique young woman. You meet her and just realize she was a rare type that don't come to earth often. As opposed to most women in her time that were timid,shy and dependant upon their men folk, Sylvia was independent. She was a charmer, undeniably. She had really long dark hair and her skin was light in complexion, something that was uncommon in her parts at that time,had intriguing eyes, mesmerizing smile but most importantly she was innately intelligent. Sylvia did so well in her academics that she had a scholarship. Before high School, suitors started coming,it was a common thing then. Sylvia didn't care much,she left the responsibility of choosing to her parents. S...

You probably have heard of child brides. It is common in these parts,more so years ago. You have heard of teenagers handed out to husbands by their father and non-protesting mothers. It is shocking to most people,they cannot comprehend a child being a bride, how little are these girls? Early teens? the one in today's story was two. She was two years old. Somewhere in the south a woman had  difficulty in child bearing, well over eighty years ago now. Her position as first wife was being threatened. Soon her husband took another wife when he could no longer tolerate the pressure from his family to take another wife. Luckily though, that same month this first wife Mirabel concieved. She had a boy,and in the next few years she had more children in quick succession. Everythig was fine,her in-laws treated her with more respect now and her husband laughed with her as often as he did in the first year of their marriage. Nevertheless Mirabel was still not content,if anything she ...

Denial is a common response to certain situations and circumstances, especially when they are unbelievable or unworthy of association. There are some experience you can't comprehend so you just pretend it never happened. In the last story  OUR LEADER , among oge's friends there was childi. We will talk about her here. Chidi had never really fit in with the clique,yes she was bold, street wise,her parents were also rich but she never had any of the sophistication of the other girls. She was a proper, beautiful girl but would rather not make too much fuzz about her look,or mannerism. After the rape incident she was the one that initiated the first confrontation and fight with their leader. Chidi was outraged. She had seen when their leader stepped out, so must have known or at least suspected what would happen. She cut ties with the clique and made friends with those who her former clique had always reffered to as lower class.  Most of her new friends didn't ha...

This is going to be a sensitive topic. We are not judging, as usual vouria is simply telling a story. For most in secondary school, they belonged to a famous clique,that circle of the cool guys or the cool girls, most teens that were not in this clique spent their time wishing they were, and would do anything to belong to this clique. Here we will be talking about a group of eleven girls. Thinking of it as an adult you will realise they were children really. The oldest was thirteen and the youngest eleven. They attended an all-girls expensive private school somewhere in the east. These girls were not students of this school through scholarship. Their parents actually paid for it. The fees was a lot, befitting a prestigious institution as that. They lived in the same community,on the "right" side of street. They were intelligent, beautiful,had rich parents and everything they did echoed CLASS and AFFLUENCE. They would sit together during school break and talk about ...

One of the greatest cause of strife between parents and their teenagers is freedom. The parents think perhaps they are offering too much freedom and the children think it is too little. For a single parent like the one we are going to discuss today, freedom is a big deal. They dread offering too much freedom which they suspect will negatively affect the way their teenagers turn out. Patrick is a single father. A very loving man of forty. He has two children,a boy and a girl. He separated from his wife on the grounds on infidelty. His wife cheated and although he loved his children so much,he vowed to be stern in term of his daughter's discipline. He was a devote Catholic and the shame of having an adulterous wife was enough,he could not and would not bear another scandal in one life time. He decided to take a route that very few had taken. It might sound implausible and impossible but this is real. He did it, he started putting his plans into actions as his daughter grew...

There are some tasks or things we do mindlessly everyday. We do these things so often that they have become a part of our subconscious, things like opening your car door, lacing up your shoes, sitting on your favourite couch. They are easy,they take no mental effort at all,infact you can literally do them in your sleep but sadly sometimes mighty disasters can result from these things. Something similar happened in this story we are telling today. We will tell it exactly how a ten year old witnessed it. In this ten year old's description. My name is ronke, the daughter of a high ranked security official. We live in a highly populated barrack somewhere in the west. I have several siblings but they are so much older than I am and distant. My parents spend all their time at work,most times when the school bus drop me off at home I have no one to talk with,none of my older siblings spend time with me,I was really on my own until a kind neighbor moved in. A couple. The man ...

At what time do you realise you really know someone. Like really know, know what they are capable of and their true character? I think it's when an allegation is made against them. For some people when an allegation is made against someone they know ,they impulsively say "That's not true, that's not possible". For other people they would pause,hesitate and then say "Are you sure".  This story is really about a woman and her children. Usually a mother trusts her children over anyone else. To most mothers their children's words are as good as an oath but this mother was not so sure. Over thirty years ago there was a single mom in rural area. She had a son and she had a house. A pretty big house and constantly felt lonely even after having her son,so she paid a visit to her sister one day and begged to take her favorite niece home and be a foster parent to her. This woman's sister agreed immediately. Her daughter shared a special and stro...

Yes 69. I actually mean people's perception and views on life's topic. Depending on which position you view the number 6 from it could appear as 9 or 6. Someone viewing your 6 from the tail as 9 does not make them wrong. On the last post  AFFAIRS I said the whole side chick saga reminded me of two stories. This is the second. A totally different story that happened at a different time and different place. We would tell this particular story from the man's point of view.  Let's call him thomas. Thomas loved a young girl from his teenage age. Infact his love for her was so great that he did what the next teenager won't do,he told his parents about it. They shunned him and he fell sick,he became so ill that they quickly gave in. He told this young girl how he felt and she entertained him non-committally till he went to her parents home to declare his intentions soon after their final high school exams. Her parents gave their consent but refused any marriage...

Illegitimate sex and cheating spouses are quickly becoming a hot topic in these parts. Who is a side chick and who isn't? These days if you make honest comments on any topic related to this on public forums. Angry wives will bare their fangs. These fangs reminded me of two stories. As usual vouria is not judging or taking sides,vouria is merely telling a story. Side chicks,side turkeys, mistresses are nothing new. This particular event we are about to recount happened decades ago,we won't tell it from any character's POV rather we will be the eye of the gods. In a quiet town,among several happenings and different people there was a young woman. Today we would refer to her as a young entrepreneur. She was doing very well for herself. She didn't own a degree but she had a great skill in dress making,she rented a shop and started out. Soon she had serious customers,soon she had dedicated apprentices and soon suitors started arriving. A number of men indicated ...

Normally you hire a maid they get the chores done and you pay them their wage,but when you begin to exploite them there is a thin difference between them being a maid and a slave. The other day I had to explain to a friend how having a maid works here and halfway into explaining I realised I was describing a slave. This made me remember a story that happened a long time ago,it happened to a little girl that lost her dad. We will call the girl Sarah. Sarah's father died when she turned eight,leaving her mom with over nine children to take care of. Sarah's mother struggled for months to raise her children alone,but it was a battle,a battle that in a few months it was clear she was loosing,she had to literally cry out for help. Her extended family, in-laws included came together and said they would help. They didn't help Sarah's mom with a job,or financial assistance instead they looked at all her children and each chose the child that they would take home with them...

At the end of every story I hear, especially when people's actions caused dire consequences i always sit and ponder who really is to blame. This story happened a long time ago when chauvinism was normal and what was good for the goose was bad for the gander. The main character in this real story was a young girl of fourteen but I will tell it from her best friend's angle. We will call her best friend Laura.  Laura was a quiet petty trader. She had no permanent shop so she hawked. Laura was the hot tempered type,had little patience and no friends. The best you could get from Laura was polite civility to her customers but she was a good girl with a kind heart, and when a little beautiful girl of her own age grade offered friendship she quickly accepted. Her new friend was timid, did not talk much,and was also a trader that hawked her wares from street to street. She would say very little through out the day as they hawked together,laura didn't mind because she was no...

There are some stories you hear,you patiently wait till the end to ask "what really happened?" But the story teller has no concrete answer. And there are other stories that leaves you with so many questions. You just can't ask, your lips suddenly has more weight and it seems like a Herculean task to attempt to speak with those lips. This might be one of those stories. This story is really about two young lives,with dreams, ambition and possible achievements that was destroyed on a not so perculiar day. It all started as a high school romance, very few people were not innocent victims of this. Teenagers, raging hormones,timid but try to feign woke.The little boy sees the little pretty or popular girl and Cupid accurately releases an arrow and they are in love. Nothing in the world can stop them, they think to themselves they can defeat anything that tries to stop their love. In this story we will call this young boy victor. The common name for cute children and t...

A baby born with a coil in his hand Growing up I read and heard so many ridiculous and not entirely true stories of babies born with several marks on them,the legendary 666 mark, a saviour's name of their feet and what not,this story is completely different. This coil I am going to talk about in this story is actually a contraceptive ring. Yes,a contraceptive coil,I call it coil because that is what everyone called it at that time. In a ghetto area ,during the time that the Nigerian government just became democratic again,there was this face-me-i-slap-you building. In this tenanment house lived a young, healthy plump woman. Apart from the fact that she married a man way older than her,there was nothing very peculiar about her,she went about her daily activity unnoticed among several other tenants. Let's call this young woman Iya tunde. Iya tunde had just one child and would always tell her friends/co-tenants that she would never have another baby for her old hu...