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I sent 65k to some widow this evening after she complained that she needed 150k to start a business. When I called to inform her that I sent her 65k to manage, she gave me the insult of my life, saying that she’s disappointed with the 65k and that she knows that all the money we are spending comes from the government. Ijust laughed and said good night. Lo and behold, after an hour, I received an alert for fund reversal; the money did not go! 🤣🤣🤣. She don call me tire. #Copied I saw this post and laughed out loud!😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 She automatically became grateful 😂 #discipline

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The Best Times you can ever have in this Life are the Times Shared with people. Find someone to share with Today! Your Heart Deserves that. #Stephenjesse #Nakupenda #Love #Share #Discipline

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#Discipline THE SECRET OF A SLAY QUEEN WHO ONLY SLEEPS WITH MAD MEN Her name was Maliya—fierce, bold, unapologetically beautiful. On the outside, she was every man’s fantasy and every woman’s envy. Slay queen by title, heartbreaker by reputation. But what nobody knew was that behind her polished nails, heavy makeup, and thousand-dollar shoes was a twisted obsession—one that could ruin her life forever. Maliya didn’t sleep with rich politicians, or musicians, or sugar daddies. No. Her secret desire was far darker. She only felt true lust for men society called “mad.” The street wanderers. The mentally unstable. The forgotten souls. The kind who talked to the air, laughed at nothing, and roamed in tattered rags. She believed madness held a kind of freedom no rich man could ever give her. At night, when her friends were clubbing or posting half-naked pictures online, Maliya would sneak out in disguise. She wore an oversized hoodie, no makeup, just a scarf. She’d go behind the abandoned rail tracks where she knew one of them always slept. His name was Dogo. People said he had once been a brilliant university professor before something snapped in his head. Now he danced naked in the streets and barked like a dog. But to Maliya, Dogo was beautiful. She brought him food, bathed him, whispered to him, and made love to him like he was a king. And the terrifying part? He remembered her name. Every single time. “Maliya,” he would say, looking into her soul with eyes that once knew more than the world allowed. “They’ll never understand you, but I do.” She thought no one knew. Until one day, her closest friend, Anita, followed her. Anita had always suspected something strange about Maliya’s behavior. So when she saw Maliya sneaking behind the slums, she trailed her—and what she found left her speechless. Maliya on her knees, feeding a mad man with such devotion it almost looked holy. Anita tried to confront her. “Are you sick in the head? What if someone finds out? Your brand, your endorsements, your family—everything will be gone!” Maliya didn’t flinch. “I’m already gone, Anita. I’ve been gone since I was twelve and I watched my stepfather beat my mother to death and everyone called him a pastor. Madness feels safer than sanity to me.” Anita backed off. She didn’t understand, but she knew better than to question a pain she couldn’t imagine. But secrets don’t stay buried. A vlogger spotted Maliya a few days later, in her disguise, embracing another mad man near the river. The video went viral within hours. “Famous Slay Queen Seen Kissing Lunatic,” the headlines read. Her followers dropped. Brands cut ties. Her family disowned her. But strangely, she didn’t cry. She laughed. Laughed louder than ever before. Because now—finally—she didn’t have to hide. She took Dogo and two other mad men, moved into a remote area outside the city, and built a shelter for the mentally ill. She named it “The Free Mind.” But what she didn’t know was that one of the men she loved—one of the supposed “mad” men—wasn’t mad at all. He was a billionaire’s son hiding from a murderous conspiracy. And everything was about to change. To be continued.... Written by Real Life Stories Follow Bleeding pen for more

This old house was built way back in 1889, but it was left to crumble over the years. After he bought it, he worked his magic on it and turned it into something quite amazing. It’s hard to believe what he did with it! Wow, that’s awesome! Here’s what it looks like on the inside: #nakupenda #Discipline

Say to yourself IAM SPECIAL Today's date is Special 5.5.25 5 stands for Grace: _May the Grace of God work for you. _May the Grace of your Father fight for you. _May the Word of His Grace sanctify and give you your inheritance. _May Grace open impossible doors for you. _May Grace swallow your labour and flavour your efforts. _May Grace cause you to suck Honey, ,paste Butter, drink Milk, and walk in Oil. _May you receive special Graceful gifts #BEENGRACED #Discipline

In 1928, Nikola Tesla registered U.S. Patent No. 1,655,144 for an unconventional flying machine. He even sketched out the design for the project. Tesla aimed to create the ultimate flying vehicle, one powered by the natural energy present all around us. Before his death, Tesla developed detailed plans for the aircraft's propulsion system, which he referred to as the "SPACE DRIVE"—an electromagnetic propulsion system. Tesla's anti-gravity technology was intended to enable the creation of a revolutionary flying disk—a spacecraft that could harness electromagnetic fields to lift off from the ground and soar into the sky with incredible speed and ease. #copied #Chibuzo #Discipline #nakupenda

My father called and complained that rain removed our roof. So I sent some money to fix the problem. When I traveled home for the holidays, I noticed that the old roofing was still intact. I called daddy and enquired, he smiled and replied "when you were in school collecting money from us for photosynthesis, medulla oblongata, experiments, repair of broken atmosphere etc, you think we didn't know? Now it's our turn. 🤣🤣🤣🤣 #schoollife #nakupenda #Discipline

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™ So I usually give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knows I leave home by 7 so by 6:30 he is at my gate waiting for me to take him to school. He is always on time and never comes late. I felt the mother was helping him keep to time as well but I never asked. Me and her has never spoken or talked before. I rarely see her because she leaves home as early as 6 am and returns late at night. Something bothered me. Anytime I drop Jeremy at school, he says thank you, Dad embraces me and runs off. Haa! I felt it was strange. I wondered why he called me dad instead of Uncle. So I asked him one time while taking him to school. "How about your daddy?" "I don't know him. Mum says he is somewhere and she doesn't know where." "So why do you call me daddy when I drop you off in school." "Well because I see you as my daddy. In my school, everyone's dad drops them off at school. And you drop me off at school too." I smiled. I understood where the dad thing was coming from. On Friday, while driving him to school I noticed he was not happy. He was very quiet all through the ride. I asked him what the problem was and he told me. "Our school asked our parents to come for an important meeting on Monday. Mummy said she will not be able to come because she will be busy in Monday." "Is that why you are sad?" He nodded his head. "Everyone father and mother will come. My mother will not be there." I asked him to cheer up. On Monday morning, after I dropped him off at school. He came down and said bye Dad. I noticed he wasn't happy. I drove off and by 9am I decided to return to the school to attend the meeting. When his mates saw me, someone shouted. "Jeremy, see your daddy. He shouted and ran to embrace me." He held my hands and took me to where the meeting was being held. After the meeting, I left. He was very happy I showed up. I could see the pride in his face. This morning, I waited for Jeremy and didn't see him. I went to his house and was told he had gone to school. This is the first time in 2 months he is going without me. I am just worried. Really worried. My name is Eze chibuzo and I am the best at what I do. #Discipline #nakupenda