And when he was done with his speech the morale of the people became very high, and quietly, they retired to their homes. Their minds in deep thought over The Kurutya's words.
In the privacy of their individual homes the men brought out every gadget that could pass for a weapon, polished their long unused spears and arrows and applied 'Megh' (Poison) on them; they spured on their male children with war stories of the past and re-echoed the Kurutya's resolve of going to war. Their muscles tingled with excitement, and they could not wait to see the blood of the Fulani herdsmen who were gradually taking over their lands, flow like the Red Sea.
The women on their part understood why their men had to go war. The older ones who where now grand, or great grand mothers told their daughters what sacrifices the women of old had paid during waring times in the pre-colonial Tiv nation.
The girls were not to indulge in sacrilegious activities like seducing the youngmen who were going to be part of the Kurutya's army in order to sleep with them.
The wives were to stay clear of their husbands' beds till such a time the Elders will consider appropriate. Special and recomended meals were to be prepared by the women and taken by the men.
The Medicine Men were consulted and fortifications carried out. All these were done in preparation for the inevitable war.
And so the time was come for The 'ItyƓ' (Elders), to meet with the Kurutya and his army at 'Ijirtamen' (The Traditional Council).
The 'Tor Tiv', who is the Paramount Ruler of the Tiv nation was seated flanked by the 'Tyoors and Uter' (his league of Chiefs).
On the other side of the Council Hall was a group of selected able-bodied men, carefully picked by The Kurutya himself for this meeting.
"Ayatutu ka uno?" Began the Tor-Tiv in the traditional form of salutation, and there was a resounding "Ka se!"
There followed a dead silence that paved way for the Tor-Tiv's words. He continued;
"My Chiefs and I have recieved your petitions concerning the manslaughter brought upon us by the Fulani herdsmen whom we gave grazing rights in our communities. Our hospitality has been repaid with brutality, and it is nolonger acceptable to us! We had driven away their Father & Queen in the time past, driving away their descendants won't be any difficult task." There were sounds of approval and the ovation died down, he continued;
"Kurutya!" he called out!
The warlord respectfully answered "Zaki" and stepped forward distinguishing himself from the rest.
"You shall lead our sons to, and back from this confrontation. 'Aondo u Abaver' & 'Aondo u Youkor' (gods of the land) shall go with you and return with you".
Buoyed by the words of their Ruler the Kurutya and the rest of the warriors began to make hysteric sounds and displaying their muscles.
"Go my people, and send the Fulani herdsmen out of our lands" The king ended his address.
The Kurutya raised a war song;
"Mnyam cie mo er Uke hide,
hoo Uke hide;
Shimayam ngi awambe awambe,
hooon ngi awambe awambe...."
Translation:
(I dreamt the foreigners are back and my heart is bloody...)
And with a signal from the Kurutya, they marched out of the Hall... They were going to war....
To be continued...
In the privacy of their individual homes the men brought out every gadget that could pass for a weapon, polished their long unused spears and arrows and applied 'Megh' (Poison) on them; they spured on their male children with war stories of the past and re-echoed the Kurutya's resolve of going to war. Their muscles tingled with excitement, and they could not wait to see the blood of the Fulani herdsmen who were gradually taking over their lands, flow like the Red Sea.
The women on their part understood why their men had to go war. The older ones who where now grand, or great grand mothers told their daughters what sacrifices the women of old had paid during waring times in the pre-colonial Tiv nation.
The girls were not to indulge in sacrilegious activities like seducing the youngmen who were going to be part of the Kurutya's army in order to sleep with them.
The wives were to stay clear of their husbands' beds till such a time the Elders will consider appropriate. Special and recomended meals were to be prepared by the women and taken by the men.
The Medicine Men were consulted and fortifications carried out. All these were done in preparation for the inevitable war.
And so the time was come for The 'ItyƓ' (Elders), to meet with the Kurutya and his army at 'Ijirtamen' (The Traditional Council).
The 'Tor Tiv', who is the Paramount Ruler of the Tiv nation was seated flanked by the 'Tyoors and Uter' (his league of Chiefs).
On the other side of the Council Hall was a group of selected able-bodied men, carefully picked by The Kurutya himself for this meeting.
"Ayatutu ka uno?" Began the Tor-Tiv in the traditional form of salutation, and there was a resounding "Ka se!"
There followed a dead silence that paved way for the Tor-Tiv's words. He continued;
"My Chiefs and I have recieved your petitions concerning the manslaughter brought upon us by the Fulani herdsmen whom we gave grazing rights in our communities. Our hospitality has been repaid with brutality, and it is nolonger acceptable to us! We had driven away their Father & Queen in the time past, driving away their descendants won't be any difficult task." There were sounds of approval and the ovation died down, he continued;
"Kurutya!" he called out!
The warlord respectfully answered "Zaki" and stepped forward distinguishing himself from the rest.
"You shall lead our sons to, and back from this confrontation. 'Aondo u Abaver' & 'Aondo u Youkor' (gods of the land) shall go with you and return with you".
Buoyed by the words of their Ruler the Kurutya and the rest of the warriors began to make hysteric sounds and displaying their muscles.
"Go my people, and send the Fulani herdsmen out of our lands" The king ended his address.
The Kurutya raised a war song;
"Mnyam cie mo er Uke hide,
hoo Uke hide;
Shimayam ngi awambe awambe,
hooon ngi awambe awambe...."
Translation:
(I dreamt the foreigners are back and my heart is bloody...)
And with a signal from the Kurutya, they marched out of the Hall... They were going to war....
To be continued...









