AMALA SPECIALE

 How come no one ever bothered to tell me amala slaps this hard?

       For someone who is very anti-food especially with meals that are peculiar to any ethnic group asides mine, no seer born of man could have convinced me that I would be seated here clattering away at keys, excited about; AMALA. 

Everyday, I come online and there’s an array of traumatizing stories on relationships; people are constantly dissuaded from going into anything romantic. Aren’t there any good ships? So no one is dating someone who actually cares about and values them? Really? Absolutely none? 

I know that can’t be. I know that because I’m with one of the most amazing men in the world. Why stories from the amazing relationships do not abound, I do not know.  I do know that when I pick up my pen half of the time, I’ll tell the tale of an amazing relationship that makes me look forward to each new day. 

So I randomly told this man one day, that I had never had amala in my life and I wanted to try it out. I just put it out there. And last week, we jokingly made plans to do so. They never came to fruition as a certain more passionate activity took place. Winks

Yesterday as I talked his ears out about nothing and everything, refusing to allow him sleep he spoke about me trying amala. It melted my heart that he remembered and held onto it. Plans were made and I departed my house for the amala spot. Admittedly late, because I somewhat expected this to go as my last attempt at trying amala had. I got lost on the way because a goat could easily find its way around Lagos than I could. And five minutes of anxiety later he was there; my knight in shining armor who was mad at me because of a series of texts I had fired off earlier. Nevertheless, he was determined to introduce me to something new(as he always is); so off we went to the amala place- IYA MORIA!

This isn’t so much about the amala as it is about the fact that he was interested in the little things that I spoke about and was willing to make my imagination become reality. I have not in my life been with someone who loves like this. The experience is new and exhilarating and I’m excited to wake up each new morning to do life with this human, be it trying out amala in a buka with the ever present rude amala sellers, lunch at an eatery where everything is overpriced or literally walking around a departmental store too close to home as I badger him to buy me the entire line of chocolates. I love that I get to experience a love like this. 

Not to take away the shine from the amala. It was, finger licking good. The ponmo was crisp and easy to bite into, the ogunfe was a little bit tough but I eventually conquered and I never got to taste the beef because this man stole it from my plate. There was more satisfaction however in seeing the proud grin this man wore as he watched his usually selective woman devour a plate of amala. I do not for a fact know what was going on in his mind at that point, but I do know that seeing that loop-sided boyish grin, made me send a quick thank you prayer to the heavens for my luck. 

All my Yoruba friends will face extensive queries on said amala subject all week long.

Hello, I’m Kiara.

I like to think that I’ll be the resident love struck girl on here; your daily reminder of the need to end your single pringle  lifestyle because true love exists.

Having a long line of mentally turbulent points and currently battling with high functioning depression, there will be days when things might get gloomy. I do not promise to keep the gloom away. We’ll work through it together as we would share the laughter when joy abounds.

On certain days, I’ll be on here preaching self prioritization; the kind that makes you snap your fingers and go “yes king/queen”(as the case may be) because you feel my words reach into your soul.

I’m a whirlwind of energy on some days and on other days, an extinguished flame. I hope that you understand on each of these days and take me as I come.

Also, I find English extremely boring sometimes but so help me God.

For now, sayonara.