Chronicles of Iyale ookan

 The buzz that heralded the latest Marvel's installment Black Panther was on another level that even folks living under the rocks had synopsis of the movie. And in staying  true to the Yoruba proverb that states that when you hear "carry it " carry it" you had better join in the carrying or else someone will dump it in your backyard. Bearing this in mind I decided not carry last ...well...hypothetically. My romance with Marvel Cinematic Universe  Films started in 2008 with its release of Iron man and have since then watched every single marvel installments. So it is safe to say I'm a marvel aficionado. As a Marvel fan, each movie release was greeted with the same enthusiasm and when I saw Ellen Degeneres's interview /trailer with  Chadwick Boseman and I saw a black man with "the chest" (ripped abs and well chiseled muscles) I knew immediately this was going to be a dope movie. So as soon as the movie hit the Nigerian cinema I was set to see it

             The  very very long road to recovery  Beads of sweats formed on my forehead and in matter of seconds l was drenched in sweats. At this point my legs gave way, l lunged towards the sofa for support. My Moremi gone just like that !?My pictures and videos flashed before my eyes ...more like played out like a slideshow and when I remembered I hadn't gotten around to backing up my pictures ,l involuntarily let out a guttural sound and I fainted all over again. Eventually when I came around I grabbed my other phone and made a call to my hubby. Me : (in a hysterical voice) Moremi  ni o!Moremi ti laa'na !!( Moremi has exploded)!. I couldn't comprehend how he remained calm under this circumstance but he was very calm and casual about it when he asked me to take it to a Techno Carlcare centre since the phone was still under warranty. It was getting to evening time on Saturday so I had to wait till Monday. It was the longest  Sunday of my life, it felt like eternity