They Never Born A Boy That Will Engage Any Of My Daughters Before Seeking My Consent

by AnaedoOnline

By Anayo M. Nwosu

I was with Mazi Azianuka right inside his living room. The heat oozing from his anger was enough to roast a yam.

Which Nnewi or real Igbo man wouldn’t be so infuriated?

Mazi Azianuka’s daughter, Lovina who was returning home from Canada after 7 years of university education nearly made her father commit murder.

Thank God I was around and was able to nip the murder in the bud.


The young girl who had allowed western education to cross a cultural boundary had without breast-milk induced circumspection, introduced a strange male visitor to the father as her fiancé. Fian wetin?

“How? When? Where?” the father wondered.

The father had suspected that something was amiss when the daughter asked him not to bother picking her from Asaba airport, that she would come home to the village by road from Lagos with her “friend”.

Mazi Azianuka himself had just returned from a family summer holiday in Canada. Even though it was a family vacation, members of his family go and return in batches. The grown up children school in Canada hence has been most convenient to do annual vacation there. But his first daughter, Lovina, who had concluded her masters degree wants to finally return to Nigeria.

As a policy in Azianuka’s family, he doesn’t travel in the same aircraft or vehicle with all the members of his family to minimize impacts of any probable fatal accidents. They travel in batches.

In fact, no natively raised Nnewi man will travel in the same vehicle or aircraft with his first son or entire family at peace time no matter how short the distance is. How can an Nnewi man bred at home put all his cash in a wallet or in the same pocket? Just one misfortune of a pickpocket, you trek home. Mbanụ! We spread out risk and our money in left, right, back and inner pockets.

Lovina, the daughter was aware of this traditional travel arrangement and exploited it. She was to arrive a day after her parents did.


She called a night before to announce that she would then arrive the village by road instead of flying due to bad weather.

“Some Lagos boys must have started plucking okro in my farm without my permission”, Mazi Azianuka’s inner mind kept telling him.

The new crested ring on the daughter’s middle finger was a clear give-away sign but Mazi Azianuka chose to be blind to that. “How can someone throw an object without first showing it to the sky?” he reasoned.


His apprehension was to crystallize on the New Year eve’s visit to his home of Dr. John Thomas Ochonganoba, a native of Amichi, a neighboring town.

He could remember overhearing the daughter telling her mum on phone sometime ago, about one “cute” Nigerian doctor who trained in Canada but had to return to Lagos to manage his father’s big hospital.

It was a women’s talk not meant for his ears. He is a titled man.


A clear picture is now being developed as to why Lovina declined her father’s advice to do her PhD before returning home even when the father picked all the bills.

She has suddenly developed a dislike for living in Canada. The cold in the country of her abode for 7 years had suddenly become unbearable.

Everyone, except the man and head of the house, seemed to have met or known this Dr. J.T.

The shouts of “Dr. J.T is here” nearly made me and Mazi Azianuka miss the second Tottenham goal against Chelsea on 4th of January 2017.

My host and I didn’t know when the stranger, but a known visitor to others, entered the house and was even being served food in the dining room.


We were engrossed in and glued to the English Premiership League match on DSTV.

After eating and drinking Mazi Azianuka’s food and wines, the emboldened visitor had the temerity to distract his host by planting a loud kiss on the cheek (or wherever) of Lovina at the dining table caring less about whosoever that would hear the sound.

Lovina confirmed the sound of what we suspected when after her father’s favorite team, Chelsea was beaten when she brought Dr. J.T into the living room and introduced the guy, the visitor and a stranger to his father as her fiancé.

“Alu emee!” meaning “abomination has occurred!” Mazi Azianuka bellowed and went for the young man’s jugular.


It took my stronger hands to dislodge the old man’s gripping murderous arms.

Even as his life was in danger, the bumps in between the legs of the august visitor probably aroused by the dining table romance was so visible. Even the maker of his trousers made allowances in the flap area for this kind of occasion.

This Dr JT was personified in both his name and physique.


No young girl, not to talk of an Lovina, would meet and know this young doctor and not be magnetized by his endowment. He is handsome too.

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Dr. John Thomas Ochongaonaba, whose names coincidentally announce how big a “man” he is in reality is no doubt, any lady’s dream come true.


I could tell from the outline on his trousers, the magnitude of the real man in him .

How far can’t today’s young Igbo girls go in a bid to keep up with the Joneses?

Why accept a ring or accept to marry a man without first securing a parental consent?

It’s a taboo for an Igbo father and an abomination for an Nnewi title holder like me to be seen as regularizing an already concluded transaction I was not privy to.

A tail does not wag a dog; just as no one can throw a javelin without first showing the missile to the sky.

You can rock my daughters at my back but not in my very before.

Mbanụ! No man, I repeat no man, has ever been born, the man who shall attempt to give a ring to any of my daughters before my consent.

If that’s all about civilization, let me remain in the cave. Nonsense!

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