dailyprompt-1824 – the untold Realities

Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?

The rain elapsed, followed by a slight sunshine. Having been home all day due to the reduction in job demand by the company I currently work for, I was among those laid off till further notice. Cold and jittery, my mind took the greater part of me. It has been raining all through this month, to the surprise of everyone. Where does the hall of mountain sunshine seem to be suddenly becoming a cold water forest? Maybe it’s climate change. Madrid, the center of Europe, has monotonous weather.

What again is this topic about? * Which animal would I compare myself to and why?

I quickly stepped outside the gate to grace the noon sun, which pelted my spirit and soul and had me in the same position with my body fighting over the best position, which was most enjoyable. Putting my face up directly to the rays of sunlight, eyes closed, wishing that I could be made to lie down in my position for a long period of time, though I was only in front of my house building, resting partially on a parked vehicle. Many passersby understood the importance of the sun to me, judging by their looks towards me, of which I paid no attention. Suddenly there was a bird noise, which reminded me of a particular bird back then in my hometown, usually heard early afternoon and evening, a unique one though. However, that is not the type of animal I am or like to be compared with, but I love its gentle and peaceful nature.

Irrespective of your kind,no animal survives alone.

Even as the memories of hunting them for food in the past resonated in my mind, something I frown at currently because I believe that every animal has the right to life. There sit two birds of the same feather, like the usual words (they flock together), but something stood out that had me in awe, even to the point of taking my mind away from these golden rays of sunshine. I looked furiously towards the birds sitting on telephone cables; it appeared that they were young couples or friends of opposite sexes. It was my first time seeing such intimacy between such animals, even in humans. At first they spoke to each other in their language, then kissed passionately. I became confused because I never believed my eyes. Then they mated, after which they caressed each other by picking each other’s feathers, even to the extent of laying their heads on each other. I froze at my position, not realizing how long I had been gazing at these wonderful birds. Maybe the universe was talking to me indirectly about how life, courtship, friendship, and marriage should be, or maybe I am lost in my own thoughts. I quickly ran inside, having enjoyed the sun and the birds’ companionship…

As humans, we are nothing less than a different animal, but whichever you choose to be, or compared with! Let it be with love, openness, and tolerance for one another; For irrespective of your kinds, no animal survives alone.

Write about your first name: its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.

Funniest thing about my name

It never occurred to me to write about my name before now. Thanks to Prompt for bringing this to my attention. Regarding my background beliefs, origins, and ancestry. A name is more than just a mark of identification; it also represents history, lineage, beliefs, circumstances, and, to some extent, expectations . Igbo people attach numerous aspects to their children’s names and take them seriously since they believe they have the potential to manifest in their lives. The meaning of a name’s etymology varies among individuals. My name is broken into three halves, and I answer to whichever one is called. It’s pronounced Obianujunwa. Many people call me Ujunwa, although few call me Uju. I prefer the last one because it’s short, sexy, and profound. 😁

Igbo names, as I mentioned before, are related to the situation at the time of birth or event, which may be past, present, or future. superstitions, beliefs, experience etc. Obianuju translates to “born amid plenty.” Nwa stands for children. When you combine these factors, you are born into a family full of children; in fact, I am my parents’ seventh child. You can now see why the name was chosen. 😁 Although it’s considered a feminine name, some people have male children named Obianju, much like me. In any case, their motivation can differ from my parents’.

My close family and close friends name me Uju, which means plenty. The funniest thing about my name is that when I’m called in public, people occasionally question me why I go by it since they think I’m a man rather than a woman.