On the road from Lagos 14: The Real lagosian 3



INT. NIMAH’S SITTING ROOM- EVENING
FARUK AUDU, JAMIN and AKEEM sit on the mat in living room with plates before them. NIMAH brings more plates of soup and place it before them. She sees Jamin staring at her

NIMAH
What is it Jamin?

JAMIN
Aren’t you feeling heat with what you are wearing? I mean there is no electricity too

FARUK AUDU
This is the way a woman should always dress, why will she feel heat?

JAMIN
With due respect, I was asking my sister?

NIMAH
Jamin, I am fine. You should eat

JAMIN
Join us then, let eat together 

FARUK AUDU
A woman is supposed to eat after we men are done eating

NIMAH
Jamin, I will eat later

Jamin looks frustrated

JAMIN
How can you…..

NIMAH
How was school today?

FARUK AUDU
How dare you question him?

Jamin opens his mouth in surprise

NIMAH
Jamin, I am sorry

JAMIN
Why are you telling me sorry? You have every right to question me

FARUK AUDU
No she does not, women are not meant to question us

JAMIN
That might be your own ideology but baba and mama told me to give my elder sister all the respect and honour due to her, even our holy Quran told us to always respect our elders. So sister, school was fine today. My friend promised to help me look into getting a house close to school, I strongly believe that I will get my own place before this month ends

NIMAH
Okay then

Jamin stands up in frustration

FARUK AUDU
Jamin where are you going?

JAMIN
I lost my appetite 

He walks out, Nimah follows him

EXT. A COMPOUND IN LAGOS-EVENING
NIMAH
Come in and eat Jamin

JAMIN
When did you become this?

NIMAH
Become what?

JAMIN
A man’s plaything

NIMAH
That is what happens when you get married

JAMIN
No, mama is not like this, Baba never turned Mama to this, you know that. You ruled both men and boys back in Zaria, I can’t believe you let a man turn you to this

NIMAH
You should come in and eat

JAMIN
I said I lost my appetite

He walks out of the compound

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A friend of mine is starting a  reality series on this  blog on the 2nd of August, 2020. She calls it The Black Lady in Paris but to me it sounds like the ranting of a crazy lunatic.

She is a friend and wants to get her voice out, so am helping out

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