A Lover or Viper?

'Jest-Ika', that is what my husband rechristened the villain of the telenovela Catalina y Sebastian. The word "Ika" means WICKED. I keep asking myself, Is this another face of love? I knew of Emilia who truly 'loved' or was obsessed with Sebastian, but all her tantrums were solely directed at hurting Catalina, not Sebastian directly.

Having given GOOGLE her day, yesterday, let us resume telenovela today.

Jessica was a mocker and hidden viper, making jest of Sebastian, and plotting wickedness to disinherit him, so that he would crawl back to her and fall in 'love' with her. The deep dirt that she had to rake up to 'conquer' Sebastian. Only a degenerate b*tch could have gone to that extent.

Lupe and Silvia were a pathetic case. Being a cheap captive of their own elusive illusions. I believe, without doubt that this telenovela was meant to show us the many faces of what most of us call love. True Love is gentle, Love does not envy, Love does not puff or boasts, True Love does not think evil or rejoice and plot wickedness, Love is not easily provoked, Love is not selfish or obsessive, True Love is Unfailing or never fails.

Of all these attributes of Love, I think the Never-failing one is the one that CATALINA stuck to and exhibited through out the telenovela episodes.

It was the selfish dimension that Silvia radiates and which eventually propelled her to plastic surgery which ultimately lead to her death. She was obsessed with what was never hers and eventually possessed it. By the time Eduardo separated from her, she suffered a heart-attack which ultimately killed her.

Celebrating 9th Birthday With Google

Today marks the 9th birthday anniversary of the lovable giant search engine, GOOGLE. I would say I am indebted to Google for the fame of this telenovela blog.

Every discovery is a product of search. Every distinction is a function of discovery. The Google phenomenon is a product of two young boys and there associates discovering and filling a yawning gap in the internet industry.

From the obscurity of my living room, as a work-at-home-mom, Google catapulted me to international fame and, if not fortune yet, but comfortable satisfaction.

All I did was to use Google's blogspot platform to write about my passion for telenovela stories. I never knew any of you before, you found me by Google and I met and befriended you by Google. Google is the most liberal search engine, I have known. Very transparent and rewarding honest, creative and original hard work.

There was a time I became frightened by the awesome traffic brought my way by this giant. At that time, I considered 4,000-5,000 daily visitors and 42,000 daily pageviews, and an Adsense daily income of almost $40 as absolutely insane!

Who were these people from 128 countries of the six continents? Where did they come from? and what did they come to do on my modest telenovela blog. Only Google answered that question, when I checked my sitemeter and Google Analytics.

If I have not experienced that kind of awesome crowd since the end of that season, I know why and what I have not done. I have not completed any telenovela like I did with the full story of gardener's daughter (la hija del jardinero). Imagine if I complete the full story of SECOND CHANCE (El Cuerpo del Deseo), with the site map listed? There would be another Google rampage here.

It is the sweetest thing for any blogger to make good money, like $2,000+ from blogging activities. Google does not discriminate, you get what you give. If you don't sow, you don't reap. I have a delighted dream of hitting that threshold again soon, with my 'new baby' Story Story Dot Com which I am still test-running. I hope to multiply ten-fold the exploits of this blog over there.

May I use this opportunity of the Google's 9th birthday anniversary to shout out to the potentially loaded youths out there. There is a vacuum for you to fill with your fingers pouring your passion unto the internet, the Google fisherman would fish you out, if you have something to offer the world. And you would be handsomely rewarded, if you are creative and hardworking. Let nobody despise your youth, come out and showcase your God-given talents. you don't have to be a telenovela writer.

It is true that a shameful minority section of our youth had gone berserk with internet scams through the phenomenal "Yahoo-Yahoo Boys" syndrome. We can redeem that image if we become Google boys and girls, showcasing our creative writing talents through blogging and monetization of our blogs. We can make a respectable and legitimate income from there without leaving the shores of this country or continent to sell ourselves cheap abroad.

You are too loaded to lose in the battle of positive intellects! Do you know that anytime I get to the bank to Deposit my foreign checks, many counter cashiers at the bank ask me what I did to earn that much, some of them even confessed to me, when I deposited a Google check of $931 Dollars last month, that they don't earn that much in their professional banking jobs. Yet banking jobs are hot cakes of employment in this part of the world. It's time to proudly display that you are blogger, just like those guys used to proudly declared saying: "I am a Banker".

Do you know that Larry Page and Sergey both were listed, for the first time, this year by FORBES among the 400 Richest Americans? These boys are the two co-founders of Google 9 years ago! They are under 35-years old. The least person on that 400-richest Americans list by Forbes, is worth over $1.3 Billion Dollars!

All these two boys did was to leverage the power and potential of the internet to fill the vacuum in the search industry. Who says you too cannot fill a legitimate void on the internet? It's all a matter of discovering that vacuum. Your own discovery is awaiting your laborious and fruitful search.

I Need My Freedom!

"I am an old man worn down by years of infirmities, a man who has dedicated the rest of his life to his loved ones... can't you see that this is not my body? ... I am not Salvador Sorenzo, I am Pedro Jose Donoso from Rio Clara, ... I am an accomplished industrialist, not a peasant, ... I am not suffering from amnesia, my memory is with me always, you cannot help me... the only one who can help me is Me! let me go now..."

With these torrents of pathetic words, the misunderstood Pedro Jose Donoso filled his audience of Medical Specialists with both compassion and terror at the same time. Medical science failed to acknowledge things of the spirit. The doctors thought he was suffering from split personality disorder, the religious reverend father thought he was a demon possessing the body of another person, the single ladies thought he was a powerful seducer whose personality cast a romantic spell on them... to the people, he was the supernatural saint, sent by God to bless them.

From the cemetery where he escaped from being buried alive, ... to the police station presided over by an egocentric Sheriff, ... to the hospital with a dose of daily sedation to recover from his shocking mystery, ... to a sex-starved widow's house, to escape the prying eyes of investigative journalists, ... to the private quarters of the Catholic church, under the spiritual guidance of a religiously proud Reverend father, ... and finally back to the hospital as a medical specimen and guest of scientists and psychiatric specialists. The full circle of the adventures of Salvaped is complete.

He craved to return to where he had come from. He knew that the mystery that surrounded his metamorphosis would be unraveled there. For him, that would be his ultimate freedom. To appear to people whom he knows, ... but did not know that it was him, whom they have known before.

If Only I Knew...

If you have a milk of compassion in you, you would be near to tears for Don Pedro Jose Donoso. He was like a man who woke up to find himself inside a strange prison, ... the prison of a new 33-year old body, and environment, different from the one he had been accustomed to for 70 years.

That deep mystery has caused an uproar in the serene township of Rio Clara(?). Everywhere he was taken to, he was revered and worshiped as a saint that resurrected from the dead. How could an unlettered poor peasant called Salvador Sorenzo wake up from the 'dead' and exhibit traits of excellence, which only the cultured rich industrialist could manifest?

Nobody believed him, at least, nobody believed he was Pedro Jose Donoso. Since nobody understood the mystery of his metamorphosis from Pedro to Salvador. Not even him understood the mystery that he represented. He fell down at the foot of the cross and cried unto God, saying: "... If only I knew what happened to me..., help me Lord to understand what happened to me... Our father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name..."

You may not wish this calamity to befall your worst enemy. To slump into slumber one night and woke up the next day in a different body and different village where everybody knew you as a different person from whom you used to be. He could not argue with them because, when he looked at his image in the mirror, it was a complete stranger he saw there.

Great is the mystery of SALVAPED (Pedro-turned-Salvador).

Joined By Desire...

One of the most profound lessons that el-cuerpo del deseo (second chance) telenovela sought to impart was that of, the haste and greed of a promising young man, called Adre Korona. His was greed hastened by impatience. He had it all with a rich industrialist who saw in him, the son he never had. If he had waited, he would have fully reaped the benefit of a true heir.

His first mistake was to be 'yoked-in-greed' with an equally ambitious lady called Isabel. His second mistake was to craftily smuggle his lover and criminal accomplice, Isabel, from the office to the marriage altar and bedroom of his rich benefactor, Don Pedro Jose Donoso. His third mistake was to hasten the death of Donoso with a deadly poison he gave to Isabel to administer in doses to the old man.
His fourth..., he genuinely fell in love with the daughter and only heiress of Donoso, Angela!

It is this last one, the fourth, that imperiled his greed and undermined his ambition because, it set his erstwhile lover, Isabel, against him, on a rivalry and warpath that eventually consumed Andre Korona.

In the absence of Isabel who traveled to Brussels for the burial of her mother, who died in a ghastly air crash, Adnre made two reconciliatory and romantic visits to Angela to express his true and fervent desire for her. Unfortunately, the second visit ended in a debacle, because Isabel arrived unannounced from Brussels and found (caught?) Andre in Angela's bedroom.

Desperate efforts by Andre to twist the incident was rebuffed by Isabel, who drew a fast conclusion that Andre was not in love with her, and was only manipulating her to achieve his bestial goals. She gave him a sharp piece of her mind saying: "... we are joined by desire and interest, and that could end any moment..., because you trample upon my feelings, manipulating me to get your satisfaction..." She dismissed him from her room until another right moment.

They were bound by treachery, deceit and conspiratorial murder. It would be interesting in future to see how these two romantic villains turn against each other using the same weapon of deceits, blackmails and greed to tear themselves to shreds.

Too Sweet Not To Share!

My two dear friends Adetoun and Omodesola, sent me this mail some minutes ago, as I was editing the Prelude 3 to grand finale of Catalina y Sebastian Telenovela. So let me share them with you for a refreshment.

"Be not deceived; God is not mocked:
for whatsoever a man soweth,
that shall he also reap.

Men and women Who became mockers of Almighty God

1. John Lennon (Singer):

Some years before, during his interview with an American Magazine, he said:

"Christianity will end, it will disappear. I do not have to argue about that. I am certain... Jesus was ok, but his subjects were too simple, Today we are more famous than Him" (1966).

Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot six times.

2. Tancredo Neves (President of Brazil ):
During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500,000 votes from his party, not even God would remove him from Presidency.

Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made President, then he died.

3. Cazuza (Bi-sexual Brazilian composer, singer and poet):
During A show in Canecio ( Rio de Janeiro ), while smoking his cigarette, he puffed out some smoke into the air and said: "God, that's for you."

He died at the age of 32 of AIDS in a horrible manner.

4. The man who built the Titanic
After the construction of Titanic, a reporter asked him how safe the Titanic would be. With an ironic tone he said: "Not even God can sink it"

The result: I think you all know what happened to the Titanic .

5. Marilyn Monroe (Actress)
She was visited by Billy Graham during a presentation of a show. He said the Spirit of God had sent him to preach to her. After hearing what the Preacher had to say, she said: "I don't need your Jesus".

A week later, she was found dead in her apartment .

6. Bon Scott (Singer)
The ex-vocalist of the AC/DC. On one of his 1979 songs he sang:
"Don't stop me, I'm going down all the way, down the highway to hell".

On the 19th of February 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, he had been choked by his own vomit.

7. Campinas (IN 2005)
In Campinas, Brazil a group of friends, drunk, went to pick up a friend.....
The mother accompanied her to the car and was so worried about the drunkenness of her friends and she said to the daughter holding her hand, who was already seated in the car:

"My Daughter, Go With God And May He Protect You.."
She responded: "Only If He (God) Travels In The Trunk, Cause Inside Here.....It's Already Full"

Hours later, news came by that they had been involved in a fatal accident, everyone had died,
the car could not be recognized what type of car it had been, but surprisingly, the trunk was intact.

The police said there was no way the trunk could have remained intact. To their surprise, inside the trunk was a crate of eggs, none was broken.

8. Christine Hewitt (Jamaican Journalist and entertainer) said the Bible (Word of God) was the worst book ever written.

In June 2006 she was found burnt beyond recognition in her motor vehicle .

Many more important people have forgotten that there is no other name that was given so much authority as the name of Jesus.

Many have died, but only Jesus died and rose again, and he is still alive .

"Jesus"

P.S: If it was a joke, you would have sent it to everyone. So are you going to have courage to send this?.

I have done my part, Jesus said

"If you are embarrassed about me,

I will also be embarrassed about you before my father."

You are my 8 in 8 seconds. I am not breaking this. No way!

I'M TOLD THIS WORKS!!!!! Bishop T.D. Jakes "8 Second Prayer." Just repeat this prayer and see how God moves!!

"Lord, I love you and I need you, come into my heart, and bless me, my family, my home, and my friends, in Jesus' name. Amen."

Do you know the relationship between your two eyes? They blink together, they move together, they cry together, they see things together and they sleep together, EVEN THOUGH THEY NEVER SEE EACH OTHER...Friendship should be just like that!!!

Your aspiration is your motivation, your motivation is your belief, your belief is your peace, your peace is your target, and your target is heaven. Life is like hell without FRIENDS.

Was The Honeymoon A Lie Too?

Yesternite's drama peaked with that profound question which Sebastian could not answer. These past episodes, Sebastine has become more heady and wallowing in the pool of his own foolishness. The lack of answer to that question, pungently posed by Catalina to him, was also a product of lack of wisdom on the path of pampered boy Sebastian.

Sebastian was always too cheap and too fast to believe that Catalina was an unscrupulous 'actress' acting out a lying script written by Adela. He arrived at the Penthouse with his gullible entourage of Martina and Romeo Romero, which included Jessi-b*tch, and introduced her as his new girlfriend.

In a fit of jealous rage, as Sebastian began to kiss Jessica openly, to spite C+atalina. She confronted him and challenged his absurd believe. She queried him if the honeymoon they had together was also a lie! (obviously, he brought her into womanhood from a girl during the honeymoon).

Sebastian was not a student of logic, if he were, he would have perfectly fitted a curve into the weak manipulative frames of Adela, Emilia and Jessica. The round robin trip begins again afresh from now. Emilia would recede into the background with her cold-blooded lover Marcelo, but Jessica would pick the baton of deception, and Sebastian would remain a weak whipping boy in her deft manipulative arms, oh what a horrible fate.

The prolonged kidnap, captivity and eventual death of Lupe through the vicious hands of Marcelo and Carmelo would dominate the scene of this telenovela.

Kill and Carry!

The melodrama of Catalina y Sebastian telenovela continued yesternight with the the hot disputations and confrontation between creepy Carmelo and Don Guadalupe Mendoza. That hot paternal argument in the remotest part of the ranch's forest led to a physical struggle between Lupe and his lunatic foreman Carmelo. That struggle gave birth to an accident, ... Lupe was mistakenly pushed by Carmelo and He fell ... albeit on hard rock and fainted!

Carmelo lost his balls and rushed to call his mentor and motivator, Marcelo. When Marcelo got to the scene of accident he too thought that Lupe was already dead. He suggested to his creepy little 'boy' to carry Lupe to the river and drown him there in order to make people believe that he accidentally drowned with his horse.

In the midst of their talk, Lupe groaned with a subconscious pain, and they were startled to know that he was still alive. Marcelo, the cold-blooded mastermind, carried a heavy stone with the intention of finishing the shoddy job which his creepy 'boy', Carmelo, could not finish- to kill Lupe. But for the protestations of Carmelo which stopped Marcelo mid-air, Lupe would have 'crossed over'.

A new plan was devised to 'capture' Lupe and make him 'disappear' from public glare. Marcelo was to kill and drown Lupe's horse to make it look like Lupe too drowned with his horse... What a tragedy and a travesty of fatherhood and compassion!

Please don't spoof at the melodrama in this telenovela, it is rather a great lesson for many unwary simple-minded ones out there among us. When Kiki's parents helped their driver's daughter (Adela) to receive the same education in a highbrow school for the rich, nobody could imagine that the same girl would return to hate her parents and live a false life that ruined every member of her own family in future.

When Lupe showed compassion on a little orphaned boy and loved and raised him "like a son" to become the 'governor' (foreman), of his ranch. He never knew that he had created a false impression and atmosphere for a venomous snake to be bred right under his nose, which later would 'bite' him to death.

I am not advocating that we should not shower compassion on the less privileged, (far from it, I am an over-generous and compassionate person too). What I am saying is that we should not treat the less fortunate ones who came for help amongst us, like they dropped out of a statue books. They have the same emotions as we do, they are not stones, they could also yield to some of the vile weaknesses of humanity that we too succumbed to at times. Temptations are for both rich and poor too.

Once you are sensitive enough to notice traits of unbridled ambitions in a supposedly humble fellow whom you were gracious enough to help and bring close you, then you better CORRECT it or it would CONNECT you to a future tragedy.

So much for now. My children are back in school, but a different one because of my residential relocation. It took me the last two weeks to search out a proper and fitting school for them. It was similar to the search for a new apartment last month, which took toll on me recently. As an educationist, I could not just enroll my children anywhere in my new location. The humorous truth is that I am paying three times what I used to pay as their school fees, because of the aroma of palatial Ikeja, as compared with the suburb where we were coming from.

Profile of A Gold-Digger

The picture is getting clearer. Isabel Aroyo is living up to her billing. Her Aunt (Rebeca), who just returned from a distant village as a perfect substitute for her expelled avaricious mom, told Angela about the hideous and murky background of elegant Isabel.

She was the daughter of a poor butcher, whose parents struggled to send her through school. She was fawned over by many admirers and potential suitors. She took advantage of this to attach herself to one of them, who greatly helped her in her career to the top.

This daughter of a butcher became a slaughterer who cut out the remnant of life from her sheepish old rich husband, Don Pedro Jose Donoso, with a knife of amorous treachery. Andre Corona (Martin Karpan) and Isabel were daring robbers of infidelity. They were doing their 'thing' right under the nose of the old man, just before he gave up the ghost. He never had a single conjugal night with young Isabel, his wife, in the few months before they gradually snuffed the life out of him.

He is dead now, thanks to the poisonous conspiracy of Andre and Isabel. The lesson here is not about the romantic mis-match of a septugenarian with his 25-year old wife. It is rather about cupid folly of meticulous and intelligent rich men who became prey, and fell as cheap victims into the hands of the spinning goddess of lust.

Men who naturally would thoroughly investigate any potential investment before going into it suddenly plunge head-long into romance with cunning women of easy virtues with reckless abandon and zealous nonchalance. If only Donoso had dug into the family and personal histories of Isabel, he would have found out that she was Andre's lover... and would have avoided the unbelievable tragedy that struck his family after his death.

The "we and them" battle have begun after the demise of Donoso. Angela leading a camp and Isabel commanding another opposing camp. Isabel's 'army' seem to be bigger because it is an army oiled by compromise and easy money. Let us wait and see how the war would be fought and won.

Nigeria Crowned World Champion - A Telenovela Victory!

After 14 years in the lurch, Nigeria's lost football glory was restored this afternoon by the Under-17 lads who broke the pride and obstinacy of their Spanish colleagues, in the final of FIFA's U-17 World Championships in Seoul.

With this outcome, Nigeria becomes world-record holder, alongside Brazil, which also had won the world cup thrice. This is great hopes for us as, this new generation of players may prove to be worthy of stepping into the shoes left by tripod soccer heroes- Jay-Jay Okocha, Nwankwo Kanu and Rashidi Yekini.

From relative obscurity, these lads and their ebullient coach, Yemi Tella, have proven once again that Nigeria's home-grown victory, in the same tournament in the maiden 1985 (Beijing) and 1993 (Tokyo), were no flukes. Renowned and giant soccer nations like France, Argentina and Germany, were 'mauled' to the ground on their way to fame and honor. This indeed is a glowing tribute to the 1985 golden team, led by Nduka Ugbade in China, and Wilson Oruma eight years later in Japan.

The victory looked more like a telenovela soap, when considered from the long and tortuous attempt of the last 14 years to restore the glory of our youth football in Nigeria. I give kudos to golden boy - Macauley Chrisantus and goalkeeper Oladele Ajiboye, who kept the 'enemies' at bay and thereby put them to shame throughout the tournament where Nigeria lost no match.

This world cup victory was a boost also for me, as I fully recovered from exhaustion and subsequent break-down after I moved to a new apartment in the heart of Lagos megacity in Ikeja.

As we toast and savor this African victory, I would resume posting telenovela snippets of Catalina y Sebastian and El Cuerpo del Deseo (Second Chance).