Power Of Romantic Pipe Dreams

BY: Dan Phale*

The sun had gone beneath the western horizon. Gabriel was feeling some fever. Right from afternoon several people had come to cheer him… These included Portia, one of those who lived in the neighborhood. Observing that he could not manage to prepare food for supper, Portia brought a dish of a very appetising food to fill his stomach… Everybody went home except Portia.

It was now about midnight. Portia still sat near Gabriel’s bed in his bedroom. Now and again she brushed her hand against his forehead or his face as if to give him some comfort. Even in that feverish condition Gabriel felt such a touch to be very mesmerising such that he was tempted to pull her into his embrace, but he was too weak.

“Portia, you can go, now… Go and catch some sleep,” he said, hiding the erotic cyclone which was raging in his mind.

“I don’t think it is good for me to leave you in this condition,” Portia said gently… However, she got up, picking up the bedsheet from near his feet and spread on him up to the bosom. Her soft touch continued to give him a soothing sensation.

While such a passionate gesture by Portia was worth an appreciation, Gabriel thought it was a very nice opportunity to establish an intimate relationship with her. It occurred that most of the times each of them felt a desire for the other, except that they had never expressed their feelings in very clear terms. Of course, unlike Gabriel, virtually Portia could not manage to say it because of the cultural limitations.

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It was about 13:30hr on a hot summer Saturday. And almost everybody in the neighborhood had gone to the community center ground where marriage ceremony was due to take place. Gabriel and Portia were alone at their dwelling places. It means this provided an opportunity for those who would want some privacy. As it was, from several days, a desire was secretly reigning in Gabriel’s mind; and perhaps also in Portia’s mind.

Gabriel thought he could not afford to miss this privacy and opportunity. His feet began to automatically trace steps towards Portia’s house. While walking, he remembered her very enchanting touch when he was sick. He also recalled her angelic look that always lingered on her face.

As he was walking, Gabriel wondered if he would not be put to shame… It was better to have the best excuse. He thought that on a hot summer day under a scorching sun, needing water to drink would be a very convincing excuse, citing the fact that his servant had not supplied him with water for two days now… But before reaching in front of Portia’s house door, he stood for some seconds, observing if there was nobody noticing him. Then he stepped forward, and lightly knocked on the door.

“Who’s it?” a sweet voice came from inside.

In the first place Gabriel failed to utter a word in response. He felt like turning back… “But no, it is certainly not a sign of manliness,” cautiously he whispered to himself.

“It’s me, Gabriel…” somehow he blurted.

“Gabriel… come in… I’m in my bedroom, changing clothes,” her voice came from deep inside.

An image of Portia changing her clothes floated in his mind. He, thus, thought possibly it was time to see her body. His breathing became quicker than normal because it was not all that necessary for her say that she was changing clothes… To him that was, perhaps, an extraordinary invitation. He slowly entered the house, bolting the door from inside… While sitting on the chair he once again fancied Portia’s naked body.

“Portia, I need some water because I’m very thirty… For the past two days my servant has not fetched water for me,” he did not realise how he spoke this out.

“If it is only water that you want, then why all these explanations? Are you ever barred from coming to my house?” she teased him from inside her bedroom.

Gabriel suddenly began walking towards Portia’s bedroom which was left open except for a curtain. He pushed the curtain to one side, and stood in the door behind her scantly clothed body… Portia, surely, must have sensed his arrival in her bedroom, but she pretended to still be engrossed in combing her hair. By this, Gabriel felt encouraged.

One – two – three… He held his breath, and like a beast pouncing on its prey he rushed and wrapped his arms around her waist. Instantly he felt happy that he had done what he had ever thought of since long… Now he waited for Portia’s response.

Jerking her body free, Portia moved aside… And with a shocked face she asked, “What is it that you are doing?”

Feeling like slumping down, Gabriel was probably the most confused man on earth because he saw in her eyes a blended look of anger and love… Perhaps he should have done it more lovingly and carefully. Now he could not figure out what to do next other than getting out of the house… He was ashamed.


The Price Of Abortion (Part II)

BY: Dan Phale*

Early this year, I published an article in which Jezebel and Philip went to the charlatan popularly known as Dr Kankhande in a desperate quest for the traditional solution to their childlessness. You recall very well that Dr Kankhande landed behind the bars because he gave the woman stupifying drugs and raped her… Well, something unusual has happened again.
Two months after the shameful ordeal, Philip grabbed an opportunity to be working with a certain foreign investor. He was sent abroad to study before actually fully starting the work. Immediately after Philip’s flight, his wife thought of cheating him that God had heard their concerns.
Darling, it seems the heavens have now smiled at us, as we are going to be called a father and a mother,” Jezebel said on phone.
What do you mean?” Philip asked, curious.

I mean I’m pregnant,” she said, adding, “Its now two months since I conceivedRemember that there is always an end to everything. And the time for us to be childless is over.”
Philip could not say anything more than to take it from his wife, as he remembered that on farewell they had coitus… In fact he is too gentle – as gentle as a lamb. 
And while the clueless Philip has been patiently waiting to become a father, his wife has been planning to use every trick in the book in order to get a baby. All along she has been putting on a pile of clothes to ensure that she has a bulging belly like that of an expectant woman. So, last week Philip had a chat with his wife on phone in which he informed her that he would be travelling back this week… And two days ago, his wife went to the hospital in order to steal a newly born baby. When she got there, she started loitering around the campus. At one point in time she got a chance to be near the infant that was left alone in bed. She took it away; but before she could go out of the campus she was caught.
Meanwhile she is due to appear before the court of law to face the charge of child stealing… It is very unfortunate that she has never in terms with the fact that her barrenness is a repercussion of the several unsafe abortions which she has had carried out.

An Experienced And Talented Young Pilot

BY: Dan Phale*

This is a story of a well trained young man called Daniel, and a stubborn supremacist king. Whereas the latter had never taken heed of advice from other people under his leadership.

Once upon a time there was a great king named Modeshto who ruled the kingdom which was called after the island as the Great Island. Of all the tribes of people on the island his was the greatest, comprising the majority of the populace. Along this line of fact, he treated the minority tribes like underdogs and aliens, such that for many years they were regular victims of social injustice and persecution.

Those belonging to the minority ethnic groups were not allowed to get married to those belonging to the majority elite, let alone to associate with them in any other way… Be it in the worshipping places, hospitals, market places, or when travelling. Well, that was in accordance with the supremacist king’s decree.

However, it was very interesting to observe that those who were in the marginalised minority tribes were much more intelligent, much more knowledgeable, more skilled, and wiser than those who were in the favoured tribes. In fact, if the Great Island kingdom was to be developed to the new heights, it would require the role and/or input of those in the minority ethnic tribes. But the king hardly accepted nor knew this.

A great moment, however, came when a great lesson was due to be learnt by the king and the majority ethnic tribes… There happened to be a sudden climatic changes in the region where the island lied. Sooner or later there would be a catastrophic storm which would likely devastate development structures and claim human lives. This had been forecast by Daniel, a well trained expert in the climate change and meteological field. He was also a talented pilot.

In spite of a couple of warnings given by the young Daniel for the king’s management to evacuate the people before the looming climatic disaster, the king did not heed… But the wise folks say that a stubborn person sails in the clay boat.

When the dreadful hurricane struck the island there was a very great destruction which led to an enormous economic loss. The worst impact was that many people in the so-called elite majority were killed… This fate was immediately followed by a public outrage at the king’s reluctance to take heed of the prior warnings. And among those on the death toll happened to be all the members of the ship crew who might have steered a ship with the survivors on board out of the dangerous weather.

Nevertheless it was not too late. Daniel turned to be the last hope. He steered the largest ship ferrying the survivors to the mainland… Soon after this tragedy, the king changed his hostile attitude towards other people. He came to realise that nobody is/was much better than others because even the high and/or noble people bow before the barber… Surely, only somebody can scratch another person’s back.

Sustaining Human Life Through Bamboo Plantations

BY: Dan Phale*

Various socioeconomic development indicators point to the horrible fact that most of the people in the world both at individual and family levels are living below the poverty line. And an exhaustive look at all the relevant issues can reveal that the global human population is rapidly going high, while such vital resources that are required for us to sustain our livelihood are depleting in quantities day by day. Surely this makes it very difficult for mankind to cope with the ever rising of living. Therefore we are supposed to brainstorm in order to find viable solutions to the existing socioeconomic woes.

In this article we explore the possible ways through which bamboos can be of a great use in raising up the profile of human life in socioeconomic arenas. However it is good, in the first place, for us to become familiar with some of the basic facts about the bamboos.

First things first. As we may all be aware, bamboo plants can grow well in many areas world over. Whereas the scientific tacticians say that the annual rainfall of 900-4000mm and temperature ranges of 20-38°C are the ideal climatic conditions for the growth and development of bamboo plantations. It is further reported that bamboo plantations can as well be established in areas with different soil types.

It is not a secret that many people have been traditionally using bamboos in the construction of structures meant for human dwelling and for food storage such as granaries; and for making baskets and similar products… But recently I observed through one of the popular television stations in the world that a bamboo can be confidently be taken as the best alternative raw material in the manufacturing industry sector, with a particular example of the production of bicycle frames… Meanwhile only very few countries in Asia, and Ghana in my beloved African continent are so far on record to have embarked on an innovative industrial program of making bicycle frames instead of an all-metal raw material.

From the photo it is crystal clear that a spirit of innovative investment is what we need, and I’m proud to say that “Surely, a bamboo has the efficacy to help us enhance the socioeconomic status of mankind.”

It is in this regard that commercial bamboo farming can be the ideal approach if are ready to achieve the sustainable socioeconomic development while conserving the ecosystem vis-à-vis. Therefore, what is required is that those who have the technical expertise should be called upon to train quite a great number of people at all levels on issues of the plantation management as well as the manufacturing processes.

High unemployment rates can soon or gradually become a thing of the past because many people may become the entrepreneurs. The pressure of transport challenges can be greatly eased. And the fact that many individuals, families, villages, and countries can achieve self reliance cannot be overemphasized.

Issues Of Malaria And Economic Development

By: Dan Phale*

Only healthy people are capable of advancing their lives in all areas of socioeconomic development. Hence a need that we must take time to look at issues of one of the killer diseases worldwide. The facts herein are those which I have managed to gather through a research which I have carried out so far.

Throughout the web of statistical information on health issues there is one disease which is seen to be as dazzling like diamond as one of the leading fatal diseases in the world. And this is none other than malaria which is a mosquito-bite infectious disease affecting human beings and other animals. Health experts say that it is mostly transmitted by female anopheles mosquitoes. They also say that at times transmission occurs by direct inoculation of the infected red blood cells through blood transfusion or needles.

Some of the signs and symptoms include headache, general body pains, high fever, vomitting, anaemic conditions, and feeling tired. Of course in some cases these signs and symptoms are akin to those of typhoid fever, which is why it is highly advisable that one should not think of administering to oneself medicinal drugs without consulting the trained personnel.

Treatment of malaria is somehow complex on account of the emergence of drug resistant mosquito vectors coupled with the indisputable fact that every year large populations of people get infected in many parts of the globe. At the same time we take cognizance of the fact that economy in many countries is not sufficiently vibrant to enable such large populations to get cured from malaria because most of the rural masses are poor. Furthermore it is very sad to note that some health workers steal the same medicinal drugs which are already inadequate. In this view prevention is relatively cheaper than medical treatment.

It follows, then, that we have a duty to be proactive all the times than being reactive. All the grasses and stagnant water are the breeding areas of mosquitoes. Hence a risk of transmission of malaria becomes higher in those environments. Therefore, it is very significant that we must ensure that all the times our surroundings are cleared of unwanted vegetation, and that the stagnant water is drained in a bid to break the life cycle of mosquitoes. Other ways of mosquito-bite control are by spraying insecticides, and using treated bed nets… Suffice to mention herein that many people – one of whom being my friend on Facebook – believe in a myth that the bed nets are treated with chemicals which have the potential to make men impotent; and this means that there is a great need of civic education.

There is, however, a grain of hope that one day the scientists will come up with antimalarial vaccine which, currently, is under trials in countries like Ghana, Kenya, and Malawi. May the almighty God grant 

Coincidence Of Poverty And Agony

By: Dan Phale*

The majority of us do have the idea that to be a poor person is like to be nonexistent in this world. And this is really why poverty is the most dreaded enemy of our life merely because it brings about numerous indescribable challenges in our midst.

But, on the other hand this could be a misleading notion to some extent. With or without worldly riches, life goes on. In fact even the very rich elite of this world do perish on an account of lack of prudence in their ways of life as seen through their decisions and reckless or negligent actions and/or omissions. It is, therefore, a requisite that everybody should be sufficiently sagacious in order to avoid falling into an abssy of problems.

In this article we look at a pathetic story of Sarah, the first born in a family of three children whose father was once a multimillionaire called Kenneth. In their family they had everything at their disposal, ranging from food, clothing, and luxuries. In other simple terms their life was a paradise on earth. However, owing to gross financial and/or economic mismanagement, Kenneth lost most of what had for some years brought glory and smile to him and the entire family. Thus he became as average as all other people in a poverty stricken country.

A proverb says wealth is dew… And this means that all and sundry must exercise fiscal discipline.

Everything had to change drastically about five years ago when Kenneth died in a road accident, leaving all his dependants hopeless. Although the bereaved worked hard in their crop fields fortune could not smile on them any more. Therefore, they were forced by adverse circumstances to start living on one meal only every day, and this challenge culminated into a problem of malnutrition and the related problems… Whereas in terms of dressing they had to put on rags. Fancy that…!

Just a year on, their mother fell chronically sick. And no any single child had any viable idea what to do in order to make ends meet. At that time Sarah had just clocked about sixteen years of age. She suggested that she should go to the nearest city in quest of any kind of work in efforts to raise money which could be used to sustain their livelihood and also to allow their frail sick mother get a better medical attention in a private hospital.

But when Sarah went to the city her wishes and hope got so elusive that she was kidnapped and trafficked to a neighboring country. She was detained in a brothel where her life was exposed to very great risks, for she was forced into prostitution life. No wonder sooner than later she contracted HIV. In this regard life continued being all hell to her such that she couldn’t figure out any reason for her to continue living on earth. But long at last some international human rights activists rescued her from the ordeal and was brought back home, whereas the perpetrators were brought to book.

Upon getting home she narrated details of all the miserable events she had gone through. But this could not do any good to her mother and her young sisters at all. Her mother’s ailing health condition worsened to the extent that she died of heart attack. What a grief to a family which was already under a spell of abject poverty and the related agony.

Meanwhile the poor Sarah is appealing to all people of good will and/or organisations to give her and her two young sisters a charitable hand so that they can get out of the predicament they are in.

The King In Dilemma

By: Dan Phale*

It is not a hidden secret that a ruler feels being at the top of life with his subjects showering abundant glory, honour, and praises at him, and giving him different gifts which are intended to buy favours from him in turn… And all is well when the king’s reign is under such circumstances that would not erode peace from his palace because it is such peace that is expected to flood over to the entire territory. As a matter of fact there are quite several factors which intricately influence peace and stability in the kingdom.

Here is a story of Chidule, a man who is not only a polygamist, but also a King for the Chidule clan of people. He lives together with his two wives, Lilian and Agatha, at the royal palace. Lilian is the first wife whereas Agatha is the second; and in accordance with their culture, in the event that the King marries more than one wife the first one is automatically the first lady, otherwise a Queen. In fact Lilian is married to the king for well over three years but has been barren to give birth to a Prince while Agatha has been the king’s second wife for two years only and is a mother of a son born to the king.

In this case Chidule has an uphill to climb following a very difficult situation which has so far given rise to a tension in the palace as the two wives have been at loggerheads all the times, scrambling for a status of a Queen. One day last year Lilian and Agatha picked a fierce quarrel with each other.

Agatha, why do you often address me in a disrespectful manner as if you don‘t know that I am a Queen in this kingdom?” asked Lilian angrily.

Shame on you…! How does a kings barren wife come to be called a Queen?” argued Agatha with a tone of ridicule.

How dare you contend with me, Agatha? Don’t you know I am the kings first wife?

A fight broke and this resulted in each sustaining injuries. And when the news was brought to the attention of the King, a solution had to be found. So after some deliberations the royal council unanimously agreed that Lilian should be given a grace period of one more year, while Agatha was given the last caution against being disrespectful in any way to the first wife.

The decision gave Lilian a chance to think of a way out of the ordeal.

I think I am only paying the price of a series of abortions which I carried out when I was a young unmarried lady…” Lilian accused herself, adding, “However this is my opportunity to do something.”

She secretely bought materials to be putting on with a purpose of blindfolding the King that he should think that she had now conceived. Simultaneously she conspired with a certain doctor to produce a fake medical report in support of this, insinuating that because of some reproductive complications she should not make love with the King until the time of delivery. In getting this, the King felt quite ecstatic that the palace would no longer have a similar controversy.

At the expiry of nine months, Lilian sneaked away from the palace and went to a certain hospital, walked into the maternity ward and stole therein a baby boy that she took to the palace. And the clueless King was all smiles, while Agatha maintained that she was the first to give the King a son hence deserving to be called the Queen. Very ecstatic on the one hand, and annoyed on the other, the King was prompted to evict Agatha, little knowing what life had in store for him and the entire land.

Sooner than later, police officers came to the palace and apprehended Lilian for the offence of child stealing, for somebody spotted her in the hospital committing the offence… At the moment Chidule is in dilemma as to whether to remarry Agatha or take a new wife. He knows that a home without a mother is like a desert, and the kingdom needs to have a heir. In fact he feels that he hastily evicted Agatha from the palace.