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Life can hit hard. You might feel stuck,tired or like nothing is working out. You may have cried in secret,questioned your worth or felt like quitting everything. But hear this…THIS IS NOT THE END. Storms don’t last forever Situations can change One day, with a hardwork and determination,what you’re struggling with now will soon be a part of your story. Keep moving,keep praying and working hard, one day your star will shine 🤗🥰.#Nakupenda# Happiness #TeamA# 💕💕💕💕

This should be my feelings from 8pm today But the excitement is too much Tomorrow is PH (public holiday)💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼💃🏼 #dicipline #purity

This evening I planned to meet with Jeremy's mother the moment I returned from work. His mum goes out very early in the morning and comes back late at night. Since it was about to rain heavily, I felt the mum would have returned home earlier today. So when I got back home this evening, I changed and headed straight for an eatery to buy some snacks for Jeremy. I bought an extra plate for the mother as well. I took these snacks and went to the house to knock. Jeremy was the one who opened the door when I knocked. He paused like he had seen a ghost. Then he glanced back and returned his gaze to me and whispered. "Dad." I whispered back. "Jeremy." Is your mummy in?" "Yes. She just came back." "Tell her I want to see her." He froze for a moment. I could see fear in his eyes. "Will you be in trouble?" I asked. He nodded his head. I understood his fear. I knew he was scared of his mother's reaction. Especially as she had already warned him about me. Just as I was about to turn back, his mother showed up at the door and opened the curtain. She must have heard my voice when I was talking with Jeremy. She pushed Jeremy behind her and the boy just went inside. "Good evening." "What do you want?" "I came to talk with you and I also brought some snacks and food for you and for Jeremy too. I stopped by the eatery." Jeremy was peeping through the window and I could see his face. "Did Jeremy tell you we were hungry?" "No...no. Not at all. I just wanted to see you and discuss with you. So I felt I shouldn't come empty-handed. I thought of what to get and believe me this was the best thing I could come up with." "We are not hungry, sir. We just ate dinner not long ago." I nodded. "Can I come in. So we talk?" "About what?" "Ummm... I understand you do not know me that well. I am your neighbor. I stay just over there. Jeremy and I have been friends and I met him once when I gave him a lift to school and since then I have been giving him lifts to school." "Are you a driver?" "No... I am a writer and script writer and I work for an establishment as well." "So since you are not a driver why are you interested in giving him a lift?" "I just... I mean since we go out together in the morning and I... Madam listen. Jeremy is a nice boy and I have seen him as my son as well as you have. I just wanted you to understand..." "Jeremy is not looking for a father. If he were I would have shown him where his father is. Please stay clear from my son. Please." She entered the house and shut the door angrily. For a moment I felt embarassed and useless. Jeremy waved at me and I waved back. I do not know if he was saying sorry or saying goodnight to me. But before I could wave back, his mother forcefully dragged him away from the window. I felt bad. I turned and left. On my way home, I got beaten by the rain. My clothes were drentched. It was as if the heavens were in agreement with her. I do not know if to stay off or try one more time. I do not know at all #nakupenda #Discipline

The Future of Connections There was a time when happiness was simply knowing our neighbors, laughing as we played together and gathering around shared meals. Then came social media, and for a moment, we believed it would bring us closer, reconnect us with the ones we had lost. But somewhere along the way, we drifted apart, lost in a sea of endless comparisons, measuring our worth against others. What if we could find our way back? What if we could create a world where love leads again, where unity is not just a word, but a way of life? Imagine Nakupenda — the social media of the future, where hearts connect, and no one is left behind. #Nakupenda #Knowledge #Makanaki

You've probably seen or heard or read these 👇👇 before but please read them again. You don’t have to have it all figured out to take the first step. Start small. Start unsure. Start scared. Just start. The magic isn’t in perfection—it’s in persistence. Keep showing up for yourself, and one day you’ll look back and realize how far you’ve come. Keep going—you’re closer than you think. #grace #@lilywealth

If it looks good but doesn’t work, it’s not good design. #aduloju70 #passion

Life no too easy, but e sweet when you get correct people around you. If you dey read this, I dey send you better love and light. #SpreadTheLove #TeamB #PeaceOfMind

#SpreadTheLove #waskydone Just Because I love you not for what you do, But for the light you bring me through. Just being near you feels so right, You are my heart, my soul, my light.

Popular Nakupenda Influencers Battle Over Supremacy in the Compliment/Feedback group May 17, 2025 – Nakupenda App Community Goes from Fire to Flowers It began like any ordinary morning in one of Nakupenda’s lively feedback groups. A user, affectionately known by their name Joy, kickstarted the day with a detailed lament about the app’s data consumption, loading delays, and the need for a toggle to disable automatic media loading. What followed, however, wasn’t your average bug report discussion, it was a theatrical clash of opinions, sprinkled with emojis, subtle jabs, and dramatic court adjournments. The Trigger: Tech Talk and Data Drain User Joy, took the floor with a data-fueled rant, blaming the app’s lag on its auto-media load feature. They called for an update allowing users to choose what files to load,a logical suggestion wrapped in relatable humor. But tech-head Ezekiel was not having it. "I doubt it consumes a quarter of what TikTok and Instagram consume," he quipped, offering a sarcastic solution: “Come let me sub you… but delete your long message first.” The virtual courtroom quickly convened. Another user played judge with a dramatic “Court riseeeeeee!!!” while Esther adjourned the "case" till June 10. Yet, the original poster came back swinging: “TikTok doesn’t consume data as much as you think, my dear,” followed by a sprinkle of eye rolls and walk-offs. From Heat to Healing: The Ceasefire What looked like the beginning of a full-on digital duel suddenly cooled. Ezekiel, sensing rising tension, backpedaled: “I was just pulling your legs bruh… we no dey fight for Nakupenda.” The response? “Amen,” followed by a truce-sealing “I prefer here.” after Ezekiel offered to take the argument to nakupenda platform. The peacemaker, our Honourable David, who had dashed off for popcorn, returned to find the flames already doused: “The mindset of Nakupenda has already begun here. Who noticed how the fight ended without external police?” They praised the community’s peacekeeping efforts and suggested gamifying such debates as point-based tasks. The Verdict What started as a feature complaint turned into a spontaneous power tussle between app loyalists and skeptics, ending in respectful silence and virtual hugs. In true Nakupenda spirit, no moderator intervention was needed. The chat evolved from criticism to comedy, rivalry to resolution, proving once again: Nakupenda is not just an app; it’s a vibe. Moral of the Chart: You can disagree, banter, and drop shade but at Nakupenda, love and laughter still win the day. By Ezekiel Edited by JOY #nakupenda #peace

*UNIVERSITY OF ADULTERY* *FINAL YEAR EXAMS* *COURSE: MARRIAGEMATICS* *Time*: *3Hrs 30MINS* *INSTRUCTIONS:* 1 *_ATTEMPT ALL QUESTIONS_* 2 *_ALL QUESTIONS MUST BE ATTEMPTED IRRESPECTIVE OF GENDER_* *1.* You are a married man and you have dated somebody's wife for *two* years, busy spending on her like there is no tomorrow. eventually she drops you and concentrates on her innocent husband. Calculate the percentage of time wasted. *(20 marks)* *2.* You bought a phone for your friend's wife and she gave it to her husband. Using trigonometric identities, derive a general formula for this type of love. *(20 marks)* *3. For Men* You're dating around 15 ladies and every lady is demanding for a Samsung Galaxy and an iPhone 16s *(a)* Plot a graph of detoothers against prices of phones. *(15marks)* *(b)* Use your graph to estimate your future poverty *(5marks)* *(c)* Plot the percentage shame against volume of apologies to your family members. *(5 Mks)* *4.* You are whatsapping and facebooking other people's wives yet you don't want to see your wife on the social network. Calculate the Percentage Error in your thinking capacity. *(20 marks)* *5.* You are a *civil servant*, your wife is a petty trader, your combined household income is less than N1,000,000. Your daughter who is awaiting *WASSCE* result is using iPhone 16s and Samsung Galaxy worth N700,000 . Calculate the Percentage of your Parental Negligence. *(20 marks)* *6. *For ladies* You're a married woman and you have dated 20 guys with hard labour, use the law of diminishing Return to calculate the substance that will be left for your husband to enjoy. *(20 marks)* *7.* You can't give your wife N10,000 for a pot of soup, but you spend over N50,000 in bars and restaurant. Calculate the radius of your 'stupidity', take π=3.142 *(20 marks)* 8.* You have been in the place of worship for years but your name is not in the book of LIFE because of the secret sin. Calculate the years you will spend in HELL? (30 mark) _*BEST OF LUCK!* Your Time Starts Now. But remember to share to all your friends because the question papers are not many to go round... Laughing but serious issue: Pls don't laugh alone. Hell is Real, Heaven is REAL! #Discipline #Heavenisreal

When Ifunanya arrived her village in search of Peter (her father), her uncle (Peter's brother) called her ashawo and other unprintable names as a way of diverting the attention of people who were gathering. He said she sleeps around in hotels and was not a responsible young lady. That hurt so much! Ifunanya is married. Why would they pour such venom on a girl looking for her father? This is Ifunanya and her husband. The only crime this young lady committed was being bold enough to challenge her father's siblings who were bent on keeping him in a vegetative state after his stroke while they continued to draw on his pension to build another house and enjoy good lives. This is a big lesson for men. When your wife gives birth to a daughter, do not frown. Your daughter will always be there for you, even if she is married and living in a different continent. Ifunanya left her family in the USA and travelled thousands of miles in search of her father. Be kind to everyone, but know where to draw the line. The male child is as important as the female child None outweighs the other!! #discipline

"For there is hope for a tree: if it is cut down, it will sprout again, and its shoots will not cease. Though its root grows old in the earth, and its stump die in the soil, yet at the scent of water it will bud…" – Job 14:7-9 This image is a simple but profound illustration. A mango tree, cut down—whether by nature or human hands—still bears fruit. Why? Because its roots are still in the ground. In the same way, as long as you are breathing, there is hope. You can rise again. You can start over. You can still produce fruit. Life may cut you down. Circumstances may try to silence your growth. But don’t forget this truth: You are not done yet. Stay rooted. Stay hopeful. You will outgrow your situation. Happy Palm Sunday. A day that reminds us of humble beginnings and triumphant endings. #attendace #Ngo_123 #grace