• KAI, THIS WORLD SHOULD JUST END. I AM SHOCKED Oh , OTUKPO

    Mrs Ikpi travelled out of Otukpo for an official duty to Makurdi.

    She was expected to spend 6 days but as fate would have it, the programme only took 2 days. Since she could not reach her husband on phone because of poor network in Makurdi, she decided to return home unannounced.

    At home, her children told her that their father had a female visitor the moment she left and that the lady has been with them since then.

    On hearing this,she became so furious and jealous.

    Learning the lady was in the visitor's room, she peepped: loi and behold, the lady was there; even putting on her wrapper. She quietly went to the kitchen and boiled water in her very big kettle. As the water was boiling, her husband drove in.

    The husband went straight to the visitor's room calling out: 'MY LOVE I'm home.' not knowing his wife was also around.

    The wife was even more angered when she heard that and said to herself 'today, you will bele full.

    She took the hot water she boiled in a very big kettle which had already reached 100% degree centigrade and made very Big eba (ÈBÀ) and Okoho soup for her Husband, Herself and the Mother In-Law in the Guest room to eat, while her children ate Noddles.
    Imagine the heights of your Standing And the readiness 0f Ur Mind at the woman's Action hmmm. ..

    IT IS WELL...

    GOD WILL HELP Us
    What where you think while reading this story?
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    KAI, THIS WORLD SHOULD JUST END. I AM SHOCKED 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭Oh , OTUKPO Mrs Ikpi travelled out of Otukpo for an official duty to Makurdi. She was expected to spend 6 days but as fate would have it, the programme only took 2 days. Since she could not reach her husband on phone because of poor network in Makurdi, she decided to return home unannounced. At home, her children told her that their father had a female visitor the moment she left and that the lady has been with them since then. On hearing this,she became so furious and jealous. Learning the lady was in the visitor's room, she peepped: loi and behold, the lady was there; even putting on her wrapper. She quietly went to the kitchen and boiled water in her very big kettle. As the water was boiling, her husband drove in. The husband went straight to the visitor's room calling out: 'MY LOVE I'm home.' not knowing his wife was also around. The wife was even more angered when she heard that and said to herself 'today, you will bele full. She took the hot water she boiled in a very big kettle which had already reached 100% degree centigrade and made very Big eba (ÈBÀ) and Okoho soup for her Husband, Herself and the Mother In-Law in the Guest room to eat, while her children ate Noddles. Imagine the heights of your Standing 👂 And the readiness 0f Ur Mind at the woman's Action hmmm. .. IT IS WELL... GOD WILL HELP Us What where you think while reading this story? #olufadderomi #grace
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  • 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
    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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  • How has the mighty fallen, there was a huge silence in the street of Madrid, but shouts of irrepresible joy in England as a whole last night. It made me begin to wonder, has football changed or is it just that the bunch of Madrid players where docile, I started wondering how the former wonder kid Jude Bellingham suddenly grew so cold that not even a shot on goal from him or is it that the team was built around a failed striker called Mpape. Will I say that the decline of Madrid started when Mpape joined that former wonder club. It makes begin to wonder why Fifa will over the years hyped a player like Mpape and rated him better than the Nigerian Wonder boy Victor Osimhen. Sometimes I wonder why Nigerian Wonder boys continue to suffer huge attacks anytime they start shining. Is it a ploy to dampen their relentless spirit or what. Anyway, kudos to Arsenal, they played to their game plan without distraction and it worked for them. #Team E.
    How has the mighty fallen, there was a huge silence in the street of Madrid, but shouts of irrepresible joy in England as a whole last night. It made me begin to wonder, has football changed or is it just that the bunch of Madrid players where docile, I started wondering how the former wonder kid Jude Bellingham suddenly grew so cold that not even a shot on goal from him or is it that the team was built around a failed striker called Mpape. Will I say that the decline of Madrid started when Mpape joined that former wonder club. It makes begin to wonder why Fifa will over the years hyped a player like Mpape and rated him better than the Nigerian Wonder boy Victor Osimhen. Sometimes I wonder why Nigerian Wonder boys continue to suffer huge attacks anytime they start shining. Is it a ploy to dampen their relentless spirit or what. Anyway, kudos to Arsenal, they played to their game plan without distraction and it worked for them. #Team E.
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  • The Bamboo and the Oak

    Once upon a time, in a lush forest, an oak tree stood tall and proud. Beside it, a bamboo seed lay buried in the soil, barely noticeable.

    As the years passed, the oak grew quickly, stretching toward the sky. Birds built nests in its branches. Travelers rested in its shade. The oak mocked the ground below, where the bamboo seed still hadn’t broken through.

    But the bamboo never gave up. It continued to grow roots deep into the earth, quietly and patiently.

    After five years, something incredible happened. The bamboo finally shot out of the ground—and in just six weeks, it grew over 80 feet tall. Its strength and flexibility amazed everyone.

    The forest learned a lesson that day: While the oak grew fast and looked impressive, the bamboo had been preparing itself all along—growing strong where no one could see.

    Moral: Just because your progress isn’t visible doesn’t mean you’re not growing. Sometimes, the most important growth happens underground, in the dark. Keep going. Your time is coming.

    #knowledge
    #KeepGoing
    #TrustTheJourney
    #PersonalGrowth
    #NeverGiveUp #BetterDaysAreComing #StayStrong
    #GrowInSilence
    #gbemiking
    The Bamboo and the Oak Once upon a time, in a lush forest, an oak tree stood tall and proud. Beside it, a bamboo seed lay buried in the soil, barely noticeable. As the years passed, the oak grew quickly, stretching toward the sky. Birds built nests in its branches. Travelers rested in its shade. The oak mocked the ground below, where the bamboo seed still hadn’t broken through. But the bamboo never gave up. It continued to grow roots deep into the earth, quietly and patiently. After five years, something incredible happened. The bamboo finally shot out of the ground—and in just six weeks, it grew over 80 feet tall. Its strength and flexibility amazed everyone. The forest learned a lesson that day: While the oak grew fast and looked impressive, the bamboo had been preparing itself all along—growing strong where no one could see. Moral: Just because your progress isn’t visible doesn’t mean you’re not growing. Sometimes, the most important growth happens underground, in the dark. Keep going. Your time is coming. #knowledge #KeepGoing #TrustTheJourney #PersonalGrowth #NeverGiveUp #BetterDaysAreComing #StayStrong #GrowInSilence #gbemiking
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  • PUNCH Newspaper

    *The unseen crisis facing Nigerian men (moment Otunba Kunle Akinyele collapsed)*

    *Message not just for Men alone, but for everyone*

    5th May 2025.

    Ganiyu Olowu


    *When Otunba Kunle Akinyele, a respected hotelier in Lagos, slumped and died at his wife’s 60th birthday thanksgiving, the nation gasped in disbelief. One moment, he was celebrating life and love; the next, he lay lifeless at the altar of joy*. The video is haunting — *a man gesturing, gasping, reaching for help in a sacred space, surrounded by those he loved but alone in his final battle.*

    This was not just a death. It was a metaphor of silent suffering, buried exhaustion, and what men have come to normalise in the name of strength.

    Akinyele’s case is not isolated. It is one of many chilling examples of how Nigerian men, particularly in their mid- to late years, are collapsing under the weight of responsibilities, unspoken pain, and undiagnosed illnesses.

    According to the World Health Organisation, men in sub-Saharan Africa, including Nigeria, are 2.4 times more likely to die prematurely from preventable causes than women. This alarming disparity is fuelled by cultural and behavioural factors: men are less likely to seek medical help, more likely to suppress emotional turmoil, and often glorify suffering in silence. In Nigeria, cardiovascular diseases, hypertension, and untreated mental health conditions are among the leading causes of sudden deaths in men.

    So This Happened (215) Reviews Death Of Lagos...

    In 2019, Pastor Taiwo Odukoya—admired for his strength and spiritual leadership—passed away quietly after years of enduring deep emotional losses and reportedly ongoing health complications. His resilience was legendary, but it masked what many now see as untreated grief, intense stress, and likely silent medical conditions.

    Then came the sudden death of veteran broadcaster Ayo Oduleye, better known as MC Loyo, who slumped while compering an event in Ibadan. His charm and humour lit up stages, but in the blink of an eye, the microphone fell silent. Just like that.

    Similarly, the passing of Mr Ibu (John Okafor) in early 2024, after months of battling illness, reminded the country of how many male entertainers struggle financially and physically behind the scenes, putting on a show while their bodies deteriorate.

    Masculinity, when warped, can become a silent weapon—not just against others, but against oneself.

    *ENDEAVOUR TO TAKE GOOD REST PLEASE*

    Globally, the story remains the same. In 2014, beloved comedian Robin Williams died by suicide, a victim of masked depression. And in 2022, cricket legend Shane Warne died suddenly of a heart attack, a casualty of silent coronary disease and an overstretched lifestyle.

    Yet while statistics shock and headlines haunt, the everyday grind of the average Nigerian man tells an even sadder tale.

    Take Lagos, Nigeria’s commercial capital—the city that never sleeps, and where many men now barely do. A significant number of working-class men reside on the mainland or in Ogun border towns like Mowe, Ikorodu, Sango Ota, or Ibafo but must commute to the Island for work—a journey that often begins by 4:00 a.m. and ends by 9:00 p.m. on return.

    This is no exaggeration. Studies from the Lagos Metropolitan Area Transport Authority reveal that Lagosians spend an average of four to six hours daily in traffic—with many men doing these five to six times a week. That is over 1,400 hours a year lost in gridlock—time stolen from rest, from family, from reflection.

    For these men, the day begins before the rooster crows. They rush into overcrowded buses, endure fumes of frustration, only to return home when their children are already asleep. There is no room for hobbies, hardly any time for checkups, no outlet for pain. Sleep is a luxury. Rest is a myth. And joy is rationed, like fuel in a scarcity season.

    This modern man is constantly running on empty—physically present but emotionally absent, financially committed but spiritually depleted. And society applauds his hustle, without asking at what cost.

    The idiom says, “Heavy is the head that wears the crown,” but what if the crown is invisible, made not of gold but of expectations, bills, unspoken grief, and sacrificial silence?

    Men are praised for providing, for showing up, for being “rocks”. But even rocks erode—silently, slowly, and then all at once. The greatest tragedy is not that they die, but that they are dying unseen.

    Consider the tragic case of a 42 year old engineer in Port Harcourt who collapsed at his workstation after weeks of working overtime to meet project deadlines. His colleagues described him as “dedicated to a fault”, but his sudden death revealed the dangers of ignoring signs of burnout and hypertension.

    Another heartbreaking example is the story of a young entrepreneur in Enugu who passed away in his sleep after complaining of chest pains for weeks. Despite his family’s pleas, he refused to visit a doctor, citing his busy schedule and financial obligations. His autopsy later revealed undiagnosed cardiovascular disease—a silent killer that could have been managed with timely intervention.

    One unforgettable story is that of Samuel Okwaraji, the gifted footballer and patriot who gave everything to his country on the football pitch. In 1989, during a World Cup qualifier against Angola in Lagos, Okwaraji collapsed and tragically died of congestive heart failure at just 25 years old. His life, so full of promises, was cut short under the intense demands of national expectation. The harsh conditions of the game that day, combined with the immense physical and psychological pressures he faced, ultimately proved too much.

    These stories compel us to ask: What are we doing to ourselves in the name of strength? Why does the world celebrate silent suffering but frown upon seeking help?

    Dr Salawu Abiola, a psychiatrist at the Federal Neuro Psychiatric Hospital in Yaba, offers critical advice for men navigating these pressures. He emphasises the importance of prioritising rest, adequate sleep, and regular health checkups. “If you work and die today, someone will replace you at the workplace, but no one replaces you in the family,” he warns.

    Abiola advocates setting realistic goals, managing time effectively, and creating moments of joy and relaxation amid life’s challenges. He also highlights the need for men to engage in positive activities, such as exercise, hobbies, and socialising with supportive people, to release built-up tension and foster mental well-being.

    Check your vitals before you check your wallet. Monthly profit means nothing if your heart gives out unexpectedly. Your strength is not in how much you carry but in how well you manage your load. Therapy is not weakness. It is a repair. Just like a car needs servicing, your mind and soul need realignment.

    Build relationships where you are more than a provider—where you are allowed to cry, collapse, confess. A good name is better than riches, but good health is the foundation of both.

    As Chinua Achebe once said, “When the drumbeat changes, the dance must also change.” The drumbeat of life today is faster, louder, and less forgiving. Men must adjust their rhythm. Health is the new wealth. Silence is no longer golden; it is dangerous.

    *Ganiyu Olowu, a public affairs analyst, writes from Lagos*.



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    PUNCH Newspaper *The unseen crisis facing Nigerian men (moment Otunba Kunle Akinyele collapsed)* *Message not just for Men alone, but for everyone* 5th May 2025. Ganiyu Olowu *When Otunba Kunle Akinyele, a respected hotelier in Lagos, slumped and died at his wife’s 60th birthday thanksgiving, the nation gasped in disbelief. One moment, he was celebrating life and love; the next, he lay lifeless at the altar of joy*. The video is haunting — *a man gesturing, gasping, reaching for help in a sacred space, surrounded by those he loved but alone in his final battle.* This was not just a death. It was a metaphor of silent suffering, buried exhaustion, and what men have come to normalise in the name of strength. Akinyele’s case is not isolated. It is one of many chilling examples of how Nigerian men, particularly in their mid- to late years, are collapsing under the weight of responsibilities, unspoken pain, and undiagnosed illnesses. According to the World Health Organisation, men in sub-Saharan Africa, including Nigeria, are 2.4 times more likely to die prematurely from preventable causes than women. This alarming disparity is fuelled by cultural and behavioural factors: men are less likely to seek medical help, more likely to suppress emotional turmoil, and often glorify suffering in silence. In Nigeria, cardiovascular diseases, hypertension, and untreated mental health conditions are among the leading causes of sudden deaths in men. So This Happened (215) Reviews Death Of Lagos... In 2019, Pastor Taiwo Odukoya—admired for his strength and spiritual leadership—passed away quietly after years of enduring deep emotional losses and reportedly ongoing health complications. His resilience was legendary, but it masked what many now see as untreated grief, intense stress, and likely silent medical conditions. Then came the sudden death of veteran broadcaster Ayo Oduleye, better known as MC Loyo, who slumped while compering an event in Ibadan. His charm and humour lit up stages, but in the blink of an eye, the microphone fell silent. Just like that. Similarly, the passing of Mr Ibu (John Okafor) in early 2024, after months of battling illness, reminded the country of how many male entertainers struggle financially and physically behind the scenes, putting on a show while their bodies deteriorate. Masculinity, when warped, can become a silent weapon—not just against others, but against oneself. *ENDEAVOUR TO TAKE GOOD REST PLEASE* Globally, the story remains the same. In 2014, beloved comedian Robin Williams died by suicide, a victim of masked depression. And in 2022, cricket legend Shane Warne died suddenly of a heart attack, a casualty of silent coronary disease and an overstretched lifestyle. Yet while statistics shock and headlines haunt, the everyday grind of the average Nigerian man tells an even sadder tale. Take Lagos, Nigeria’s commercial capital—the city that never sleeps, and where many men now barely do. A significant number of working-class men reside on the mainland or in Ogun border towns like Mowe, Ikorodu, Sango Ota, or Ibafo but must commute to the Island for work—a journey that often begins by 4:00 a.m. and ends by 9:00 p.m. on return. This is no exaggeration. Studies from the Lagos Metropolitan Area Transport Authority reveal that Lagosians spend an average of four to six hours daily in traffic—with many men doing these five to six times a week. That is over 1,400 hours a year lost in gridlock—time stolen from rest, from family, from reflection. For these men, the day begins before the rooster crows. They rush into overcrowded buses, endure fumes of frustration, only to return home when their children are already asleep. There is no room for hobbies, hardly any time for checkups, no outlet for pain. Sleep is a luxury. Rest is a myth. And joy is rationed, like fuel in a scarcity season. This modern man is constantly running on empty—physically present but emotionally absent, financially committed but spiritually depleted. And society applauds his hustle, without asking at what cost. The idiom says, “Heavy is the head that wears the crown,” but what if the crown is invisible, made not of gold but of expectations, bills, unspoken grief, and sacrificial silence? Men are praised for providing, for showing up, for being “rocks”. But even rocks erode—silently, slowly, and then all at once. The greatest tragedy is not that they die, but that they are dying unseen. Consider the tragic case of a 42 year old engineer in Port Harcourt who collapsed at his workstation after weeks of working overtime to meet project deadlines. His colleagues described him as “dedicated to a fault”, but his sudden death revealed the dangers of ignoring signs of burnout and hypertension. Another heartbreaking example is the story of a young entrepreneur in Enugu who passed away in his sleep after complaining of chest pains for weeks. Despite his family’s pleas, he refused to visit a doctor, citing his busy schedule and financial obligations. His autopsy later revealed undiagnosed cardiovascular disease—a silent killer that could have been managed with timely intervention. One unforgettable story is that of Samuel Okwaraji, the gifted footballer and patriot who gave everything to his country on the football pitch. In 1989, during a World Cup qualifier against Angola in Lagos, Okwaraji collapsed and tragically died of congestive heart failure at just 25 years old. His life, so full of promises, was cut short under the intense demands of national expectation. The harsh conditions of the game that day, combined with the immense physical and psychological pressures he faced, ultimately proved too much. These stories compel us to ask: What are we doing to ourselves in the name of strength? Why does the world celebrate silent suffering but frown upon seeking help? Dr Salawu Abiola, a psychiatrist at the Federal Neuro Psychiatric Hospital in Yaba, offers critical advice for men navigating these pressures. He emphasises the importance of prioritising rest, adequate sleep, and regular health checkups. “If you work and die today, someone will replace you at the workplace, but no one replaces you in the family,” he warns. Abiola advocates setting realistic goals, managing time effectively, and creating moments of joy and relaxation amid life’s challenges. He also highlights the need for men to engage in positive activities, such as exercise, hobbies, and socialising with supportive people, to release built-up tension and foster mental well-being. Check your vitals before you check your wallet. Monthly profit means nothing if your heart gives out unexpectedly. Your strength is not in how much you carry but in how well you manage your load. Therapy is not weakness. It is a repair. Just like a car needs servicing, your mind and soul need realignment. Build relationships where you are more than a provider—where you are allowed to cry, collapse, confess. A good name is better than riches, but good health is the foundation of both. As Chinua Achebe once said, “When the drumbeat changes, the dance must also change.” The drumbeat of life today is faster, louder, and less forgiving. Men must adjust their rhythm. Health is the new wealth. Silence is no longer golden; it is dangerous. *Ganiyu Olowu, a public affairs analyst, writes from Lagos*. punchng.com ©️ 1971- 2025 Punch Nigeria Limited *MAY WE ALL LIVE LONG IN JESUS NAME* 🙏 CULLED #olufaderomi #grace
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  • #GIB #Hot-#Playing @:- https://songwhip.com/goldflyboy/goldflyboy-is-back-gib
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    #knowlege #music #nowplaying #nowstreaming #stream #play #streamnow
    #GIB #Hot-#Playing @:- https://songwhip.com/goldflyboy/goldflyboy-is-back-gib . #knowlege #music #nowplaying #nowstreaming #stream #play #streamnow
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  • Thank God is Friday

    What do you think
    Hot Sizzling Jollof Rice and Chicken this Easter
    Abi you want Barbecue
    Oya let's reason together
    #TeamB
    Thank God is Friday What do you think🤔 Hot Sizzling Jollof Rice and Chicken this Easter Abi you want Barbecue Oya let's reason together #TeamB
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  • #DREAMSANDINTERPRETATION

    GUNSHOT IN THE DREAM.
    Have you been shot in the dream, if yes, you need prayers to ******* and send the arrow back to the sender. One of the oldest weapons of the enemy is a spiritual gun. They used spiritual guns to ******* kill and waste destinies. The gunshot can cause death, sickness and loss. The scripture says the devil cometh not but steal kill and *******. ***** has been confirmed to ******* many lives through gunshots. Some people are spiritually dead, hence they walk about in the physical. Dream of seeing a shot can symbolize oppression or a severe attack, that would make things difficult for you. A gunshot dream is a very destructive power because the purpose behind the enemy shooting you in the dream is to cause pain, weakness and hardship.A lot of people receive gunshots or bullets in their bodies through dreams and such a person would experience a force or robbery pulling a trigger at them. In waking life, some would be shot in their head, hands, chest and legs, and they will die in the dream and by the time you say Jesus is lord, the person refuses to wake up. When a ***** shoots you in a dream, the arrows will look for where, it will attack your life either your health, finances, position and so on, many gunshot that takes place in the dream, may not meant to kill the person instantly, but to kill you shortly, through sickness, poverty, and to kill your prayer life and render you useless in life.
    If a physical bullet can waste a person how much more if it happens in the dream? If you are always shot in your dreams, you need to pray to ******* the effects of those arrows in your life. In some cases, if you are the one who shot a person, it shows that you will save yourself from trouble or could warn you of trouble that may shatter your life to pieces. If you have a gun but are unable to shoot at the enemy, it’s a sign that your spiritual life is weak.


    #DREAMSANDINTERPRETATION GUNSHOT IN THE DREAM. Have you been shot in the dream, if yes, you need prayers to destroy and send the arrow back to the sender. One of the oldest weapons of the enemy is a spiritual gun. They used spiritual guns to destroy kill and waste destinies. The gunshot can cause death, sickness and loss. The scripture says the devil cometh not but steal kill and destroy. Demon has been confirmed to destroy many lives through gunshots. Some people are spiritually dead, hence they walk about in the physical. Dream of seeing a shot can symbolize oppression or a severe attack, that would make things difficult for you. A gunshot dream is a very destructive power because the purpose behind the enemy shooting you in the dream is to cause pain, weakness and hardship.A lot of people receive gunshots or bullets in their bodies through dreams and such a person would experience a force or robbery pulling a trigger at them. In waking life, some would be shot in their head, hands, chest and legs, and they will die in the dream and by the time you say Jesus is lord, the person refuses to wake up. When a demon shoots you in a dream, the arrows will look for where, it will attack your life either your health, finances, position and so on, many gunshot that takes place in the dream, may not meant to kill the person instantly, but to kill you shortly, through sickness, poverty, and to kill your prayer life and render you useless in life. If a physical bullet can waste a person how much more if it happens in the dream? If you are always shot in your dreams, you need to pray to destroy the effects of those arrows in your life. In some cases, if you are the one who shot a person, it shows that you will save yourself from trouble or could warn you of trouble that may shatter your life to pieces. If you have a gun but are unable to shoot at the enemy, it’s a sign that your spiritual life is weak.
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  • My girlfriend invited me to her house today, we have been dating for a while now but I have never for ones visited her.

    But of course, she has visited me ones in a while, Today I decided to visit her. When I reached the address she told me. I saw my woman dress in shots, she came to pick me up from the gate where the uber dropped me.

    Is your parents home? I asked her immediately I came down from the uber and we headed to the house.
    Ndolo
    They ain't home yet, but they will come back later. Make your self comfortable. She said immediately we entered the house.

    Such a nice house I said. she smiled at me and went to the kitchen. Minutes later she brought a plate of spaghetti for me. My girl sure knows how to spoil me with food.
    Ndolo
    As a gentleman I started eating the spaghetti, very delicious. My girlfriend had already gone back inside the room to get water for me. But as I was eating the spaghetti, my phone rang, and it was my girlfriend calling.

    Hello Ayo where are you? I have been waiting for you by the gate since. My girlfriend said.

    What do you mean waiting for me? I'm at your house, and you just served me food. Stop this joke ejoor. I said. Which house? She asked.

    House 30P. I said. 30P? I said 30B. she said, then who served me food here now? I asked. Ayo did you say 30P? please start coming out of that house now, nobody has lived in that house for the past 15years, it is believed that house 30P is the house of Ghost. She said over the phone. I was still struggling to eat the spaghetti In my mouth. House of what? I said. I can't hear you babe. My girlfriend said
    Colyfrank
    Just then Every door in the house began locking by itself and I could here the sound of each lock.

    " In this house it either you play our game correctly or you d!e". A deep voice said.

    Just then I knew It was finished; deep cold entered my body, and i found it difficult to swallow the spaghetti in my mouth.
    #Discipline
    My girlfriend invited me to her house today, we have been dating for a while now but I have never for ones visited her. But of course, she has visited me ones in a while, Today I decided to visit her. When I reached the address she told me. I saw my woman dress in shots, she came to pick me up from the gate where the uber dropped me. Is your parents home? I asked her immediately I came down from the uber and we headed to the house. Ndolo They ain't home yet, but they will come back later. Make your self comfortable. She said immediately we entered the house. Such a nice house I said. she smiled at me and went to the kitchen. Minutes later she brought a plate of spaghetti for me. My girl sure knows how to spoil me with food. Ndolo As a gentleman I started eating the spaghetti, very delicious. My girlfriend had already gone back inside the room to get water for me. But as I was eating the spaghetti, my phone rang, and it was my girlfriend calling. Hello Ayo where are you? I have been waiting for you by the gate since. My girlfriend said. What do you mean waiting for me? I'm at your house, and you just served me food. Stop this joke ejoor. I said. Which house? She asked. House 30P. I said. 30P? I said 30B. she said, then who served me food here now? I asked. Ayo did you say 30P? please start coming out of that house now, nobody has lived in that house for the past 15years, it is believed that house 30P is the house of Ghost. She said over the phone. I was still struggling to eat the spaghetti In my mouth. House of what? I said. I can't hear you babe. My girlfriend said Colyfrank Just then Every door in the house began locking by itself and I could here the sound of each lock. " In this house it either you play our game correctly or you d!e". A deep voice said. Just then I knew It was finished; deep cold entered my body, and i found it difficult to swallow the spaghetti in my mouth. #Discipline
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  • I believe this space can save this screenshot for me better
    #focus
    #viktan01
    I believe this space can save this screenshot for me better #focus #viktan01
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  • Some time ago, I accompanied a friend to a conference at a hotel, where he was scheduled to meet someone. While waiting for him in the lobby area just outside one of the conference halls, I sat quietly, scrolling through my phone and minding my business.

    After a while, I noticed people going in and out of the hall beside me. Curiosity made me look up. A PhD defense was ongoing, I wasn’t really paying attention until I heard gentle clapping from inside the hall.

    Then came the turn of a middle-aged man, probably in his late 50s. He stood at the front with a soft, shaky demeanor. He spoke slowly, carefully picking his words. Every few sentences, he paused.. not for effect, but because he stuttered. Still, each time he managed to get through a point, the audience clapped.. not out of pity, but in admiration and respect.

    Toward the end, his voice broke. He asked everyone to kindly rise for a minute silence in honor of his wife, who had recently passed away. And in that moment of silence, he broke down in tears.

    What I learned afterward left me speechless.

    The man had only a diploma in Business Administration when he got married. His wife, a successful banker, pushed him to go back to school. She supported him through a BSc, then a master’s, and finally the PhD program he was now completing.

    But just months before he would earn the title “Doctor,” his wife lost her life to breast ******.

    He was shattered. She had been his strength, his motivation, and his helper. She had even taken time off her busy banking schedule to help him share questionnaires during his research. Though she herself had only a master’s degree, she pushed her husband beyond that point, right up to the very top.

    Now here he was, defending his thesis without her beside him.

    That’s when I truly understood the kind of love that doesn’t compete, the kind of spouse who gives you wings to fly without fear of your success.

    Not everyone is lucky to have such a partner, one who celebrates your growth, fights for your dream like it’s theirs, and stands by you even when life tries to break you.

    #knowledge
    #Blessing

    Some time ago, I accompanied a friend to a conference at a hotel, where he was scheduled to meet someone. While waiting for him in the lobby area just outside one of the conference halls, I sat quietly, scrolling through my phone and minding my business. After a while, I noticed people going in and out of the hall beside me. Curiosity made me look up. A PhD defense was ongoing, I wasn’t really paying attention until I heard gentle clapping from inside the hall. Then came the turn of a middle-aged man, probably in his late 50s. He stood at the front with a soft, shaky demeanor. He spoke slowly, carefully picking his words. Every few sentences, he paused.. not for effect, but because he stuttered. Still, each time he managed to get through a point, the audience clapped.. not out of pity, but in admiration and respect. Toward the end, his voice broke. He asked everyone to kindly rise for a minute silence in honor of his wife, who had recently passed away. And in that moment of silence, he broke down in tears. What I learned afterward left me speechless. The man had only a diploma in Business Administration when he got married. His wife, a successful banker, pushed him to go back to school. She supported him through a BSc, then a master’s, and finally the PhD program he was now completing. But just months before he would earn the title “Doctor,” his wife lost her life to breast cancer. He was shattered. She had been his strength, his motivation, and his helper. She had even taken time off her busy banking schedule to help him share questionnaires during his research. Though she herself had only a master’s degree, she pushed her husband beyond that point, right up to the very top. Now here he was, defending his thesis without her beside him. That’s when I truly understood the kind of love that doesn’t compete, the kind of spouse who gives you wings to fly without fear of your success. Not everyone is lucky to have such a partner, one who celebrates your growth, fights for your dream like it’s theirs, and stands by you even when life tries to break you. #knowledge #Blessing
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