Congratulating Ezeudo And Chief Mrs. Uche Nworah As They Blissfully Read Chapter 19 Of Their Love Story Titled “To Love And To Cherish” (OPINION)
By Isaac Asabor
Amidst the sun-kissed pages of their shared love story, Ezeudo and Chief Mrs. Uche Nworah sat, cocooned in the quiet sanctuary of their home. The air hummed with anticipation as they turned to Chapter 19 of their love story, where passion and promises intertwined. The words danced before them, weaving a tapestry of devotion, a tale of hearts entwined, forever bound by the ink of love.
As the morning dews drizzle below the horizon, this writer, today, July 23, 2024, visualizes how Ezeudo and Chief Mrs. Uche Nworah sat closer on the Sofa, as they read Chapter 19 of their love book amidst the usual whispering promises between lovers. You might have wondered why this writer is prying his eyes into people’s matrimonial homes.
While the element of wonderment in the foregoing question cannot be easily dismissed in this context, it is expedient to answer the question by saying that in an era where marriages often face challenges, especially among celebrities, that it is heartwarming to celebrate enduring love. Therefore, prying one’s eyes into people’s matrimonial homes cannot be said to be inappropriate in this context as it would serve as a beacon of hope and inspiration for others.
Given the foregoing view, it is not an exaggeration that Uche Nworah and his wife exemplify commitment, having reached their 19th wedding anniversary. Their enduring bond is a testament to the strength of their union, and it is expedient I congratulate them on this remarkable milestone.
In those hallowed pages, they discovered a love that transcended time, a love that defied societal norms and expectations. Ezeudo, with his rugged charm and unwavering devotion, had captured Chief Mrs. Uche Nworah’s heart. She, in turn, had become the muse for his prose, inspiring verses that echoed across their shared universe.
Their eyes met, laughter bubbling forth as they read aloud. The words wove spells around them, cocooning them in a world where love was both refuge and adventure. Ezeudo’s deep voice resonated, each syllable a brushstroke on the canvas of their souls. Chief Mrs. Uche Nworah’s laughter tinkled like wind chimes, harmonizing with the prose.
And there, in the quiet of their sanctuary, they found solace. The love story, “To Love and To Cherish”, was more than ink on paper; it was the anthem of their hearts. As they turned the page, anticipation hung in the air, a promise of twists, revelations, and a forever entwined fate.
For Ezeudo and Chief Mrs. Uche Nworah, Chapter 19 in this contextual book that captures their love story is not just a chapter; it is their legacy, a testament to love’s resilience, its ability to weather storms and bloom anew. And so, they read, their fingers tracing the words as if imprinting them on their very souls.
And as they read the 19th chapter of their love story today, they would surely whisper vows, promise to cherish, to hold, and to love, beyond the confines of mere pages more than they have done in the previous years. Mind, you, each page represents a year. Their love story, like the moon rising outside, waxed and waned, but its constancy remained, an eternal flame burning bright.
And so, they read, lost in a dance of prose and passion, their hearts echoing the refrain: “To love and to cherish, now and forevermore. Therefore, it is against the foregoing backdrop that Uche Nworah threw insight to the 19th chapter of this contextual book, titled “To Love And To Cherish”, and which invariably encapsulates how their love journey started.
In his recent post on Facebook, titled “19th Wedding Anniversary To Uche And Uche”, he wrote: “I could still remember the 23rd day of July 2005 and the events of that day. The day Uche (Ezeudo) wedded Uche (Ugomba). Me, with my best man Kingsley Ekenulo decked out in our GQ style suits parading the lush green grounds of the Abuja International Conference Centre, venue of our wedding. I didn’t mind the long wait for the arrival of my then fiancée, Uche and her posse; Chief bridesmaid Zimuzo Agim (bless her soul, my wife’s cousin who we lost to cancer in 2016), Ginika, Ivie and the rest of her GTBank squad where she worked at the time.
“I had all my men with me, my day one brothers; Nze, Precious, Igwe, Chigbo, Namy, Ikenna, Paul (Chopisco), Julius Agwu (he emceed the event at no cost) and many others. Of course both families, friends and colleagues were very well represented but how did we get to the point of saying I do?
“It was my friend and brother, Nze Sunny Ogbu (bless his soul, a victim of political assassination in 2010 while campaigning to represent the good people of Ideato North & South at the Federal House of Representatives under the platform of the PDP) who had invited me to his cousin, Chimezie Ogbu’s wedding in Lagos. I grew up with Nze in Aba and we both studied Communication Arts at the University of Uyo. Though he was 2 classes ahead of me, we were best buddies, kindred spirits and later business associates. He met his wife, Helen at my elder brother George’s wedding in Aba in 1999.
“I was living in London at the time and was what you would call an eligible bachelor, single and searching. So I flew into Lagos just for the wedding. I didn’t know that my friend and brother Nze, had strategically positioned me at the high table hoping to match-make me with this lady who also sat at the high table with us. The lady in question was a high profile Abuja – based banker at the time but it wasn’t to be as God had other plans.
‘They say that opposites attract. This was the case with us. She was a protected mummy’s and daddy’s girl who grew up in a middle-class family in Eric Moore Towers in the Surulere part of Lagos. The last in the family and an indigene of Owerri, Imo state. Me, a proud Anambra man, Aba brought-up, Enugu-schooled, born to a business-oriented family.
‘I first saw Uche from a distance and from that very moment, the wedding ended for me. I lost all concentration. I will later quietly slip out of the high table to try to make a move. My enquiries through third parties at the wedding turned up ‘stay away’ responses. ‘She is a snob’, ‘she is a born- again Christian’, ‘she is in a serious relationship’ were some of the responses I got.
‘I was far gone in my mission and dreams to bother about what was happening at the high table and even the wedding. Even when Nze, the emcee at the event was looking for me to come make a remark, I couldn’t care less. This made him to remark thus; “Bia enyi, stop this your jam body movement. Is this what you flew in from London for?” He didn’t understand at the time.
‘So I left the wedding without even saying Hi as she bluntly refused to speak with me. Attempts by mutual friends to arrange a meeting the next day failed as she and her colleagues flew back to Abuja the next morning. My flight back to London the next evening was a lonely and sad one but i never gave up.
‘This is why today, we are celebrating our 19th wedding anniversary. I never gave up, I kept up the chase, prayed, fasted and God blessed me with my heart’s desires”.
At this juncture, permit me to thumb up for Ezeudo and his wife, and wish them happy wedding anniversary.
Ezeudo, may your love story continue to unfold like the pages of a cherished book, filled with laughter, shared dreams, and whispered promises. As you celebrate this milestone, may your hearts remain forever entwined, your love eternal, and your sanctuary a haven of joy. Here is to many more chapters of blissful togetherness!
