Friday, May 24, 2019
THE AMAKA SYNDROME
There's this popular song by 2 face Idibia where he sings over a promising beat, about a not so promising girl, who goes by the name "Amaka", who disappointed him and never showed up - when it mattered.
For Nigerian male youths, this was more than a song. It was like an eye opener as to what meaning lies behind the name "Amaka" - short for "Chiamaka" - which can be used interchangeably with disappoint or disappointment. It's a popular Igbo name which has little or nothing to do with the bearer being beautiful and everything to do with the joy the bearer as a child brought to his or her folks when he or she was born. More on the she part.
Okay, enough with the history, that's not what we're here for. On a normal day, this name, in full, when translated in English means "God is so Beautiful", but being the abbreviation lovers that we are, we cut it to "Amaka" which when translated is "So beautiful". I'm pleased to tell you that today is no normal day.
Today is the day we'll discuss the name "Amaka"; if what they say about it is true and how much influence it has on a potential bearer.
In the spirit of retrospect, I'd like to reference the short-lived love story "2:33AM" where I'm pretty sure it was one of the Amakas at work and since a drop of oil can contaminate the Ocean, then, yea, Amaka is indeed a disappointment.
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Amaka syndrome is real. Every second, another young Igbo girl, born into this World joins the pack, just by simply adopting the name. They're living amongst us, walking and breathing like normal humans. They're probably even building an army of Amakas to disappoint us all and take over the World. Save an Amaka today, rename her on your phone!
This is not much of a discussion anymore cause I haff already drawn my own conclusion. Plix, don't coman tell me it's a lie, I will bite you. God bless us all.
Written by Tuzy for Awestafricangirl.
Edited by Molawa Olawale.
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