• THE DAY PELUMI DIED

    "The shouts of "Thief! Thief!" filled the air. The man being chased ran past a young man who was unaware of what was happening. He was just heading home from an errand, with a half bag of rice on his shoulder and a jar of oil in his hands.

    Without warning, the crowd rushed at him, leaving no room for explanation. The actual thief ran away, but the innocent young man was mistaken for him and attacked. Blows rained down on him, and cutlasses cut him deeper. He opened his mouth to cry out, but another blow landed on his head. He sprawled on the ground, half dead.

    The bag of rice and the jar of oil burst, mixing with his blood, creating a terrifying scene. The crowd fetched a nearby tire and set him on fire within seconds. Before five minutes had passed, some young guys arrived, dragging the real thief with them, only to find an innocent young man already ablaze. They tried to quench the flames and dragged him out of the fire, but the stench of roasted flesh filled the air.

    Pelumi died that day. The thief was taken away by the police, while Pelumi's corpse was left at the scene.

    His mother arrived, looked at her son, and shouted, "Oja, fire of the water serpent, let the blood of my son forever litter your river until you avenge him!"

    I walked home shakily, realizing I could have been killed too. Pelumi was my friend before death took him. I was actually on my way to meet him, just few steps close to him and death embraced him.

    That is how lawless our society Nigeria has become."

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    THE DAY PELUMI DIED "The shouts of "Thief! Thief!" filled the air. The man being chased ran past a young man who was unaware of what was happening. He was just heading home from an errand, with a half bag of rice on his shoulder and a jar of oil in his hands. Without warning, the crowd rushed at him, leaving no room for explanation. The actual thief ran away, but the innocent young man was mistaken for him and attacked. Blows rained down on him, and cutlasses cut him deeper. He opened his mouth to cry out, but another blow landed on his head. He sprawled on the ground, half dead. The bag of rice and the jar of oil burst, mixing with his blood, creating a terrifying scene. The crowd fetched a nearby tire and set him on fire within seconds. Before five minutes had passed, some young guys arrived, dragging the real thief with them, only to find an innocent young man already ablaze. They tried to quench the flames and dragged him out of the fire, but the stench of roasted flesh filled the air. Pelumi died that day. The thief was taken away by the police, while Pelumi's corpse was left at the scene. His mother arrived, looked at her son, and shouted, "Oja, fire of the water serpent, let the blood of my son forever litter your river until you avenge him!" I walked home shakily, realizing I could have been killed too. Pelumi was my friend before death took him. I was actually on my way to meet him, just few steps close to him and death embraced him. That is how lawless our society Nigeria πŸ‡³πŸ‡¬ has become." Please share to create awareness against jungle justice in Nigeria πŸ‡³πŸ‡¬ and around the world 🌎 πŸ™πŸΏπŸ™πŸΏπŸ™πŸΏπŸ™πŸΏπŸ™πŸΏ.
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  • Take TIME to figure out what's BROKEN. It's the path to healing. Then take TIME to MEND it. What a tough but rewarding PROCESS.
    Take TIME to figure out what's BROKEN. It's the path to healing. Then take TIME to MEND it. What a tough but rewarding PROCESS.
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  • What Didn't I Do...?

    The pain of failure after fulfilling all the odds and ends stings more than that of someone who never tried at all. Why? Because your results don’t always reflect the tears, hard work, and grit you poured into the process. It’s a plight many of us can relate to.

    In frustration, we might blame God. We might blame the system—or even ourselves. But what if we looked at things differently?

    What didn't I do?

    Sometimes, viewing things from a narrower, more honest perspective reveals the flaws, oversights, and missteps we ignored at the start. Reflection isn't always about what you did wrong—it’s about what you didn’t do right.

    To grow, sometimes you have to identify what you didn’t do in order to improve what you did.

    Β© Juliet Chinenyenwa Alex
    #grace
    #julietchinenyenwaalex
    What Didn't I Do...? The pain of failure after fulfilling all the odds and ends stings more than that of someone who never tried at all. Why? Because your results don’t always reflect the tears, hard work, and grit you poured into the process. It’s a plight many of us can relate to. In frustration, we might blame God. We might blame the system—or even ourselves. But what if we looked at things differently? What didn't I do? Sometimes, viewing things from a narrower, more honest perspective reveals the flaws, oversights, and missteps we ignored at the start. Reflection isn't always about what you did wrong—it’s about what you didn’t do right. To grow, sometimes you have to identify what you didn’t do in order to improve what you did. © Juliet Chinenyenwa Alex #grace #julietchinenyenwaalex
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  • FROM ANOTHER PLATFORM

    By Obi Nwakanma

    And I hear you, bro. But think about it: from 1970- 1979, the generation of the Igbo who had fought and funded the war, were not talking of marginalization. They took on the task of restoration. I remember the story the late Mbazulike Amaechi told me when I once visited him in Ukpor. At the end of the war, the Igbo business elite who had been in PH, and whose property had been forcibly acquired by the new government in Rivers state went to Asika to intervene. Asika sat with them and urged them to seek the intervention of the courts and make this a seminal case on the defense of Igbo property rights in Nigeria. He did not want to seem to put undue pressure in a very sensitive time on the government of Rivers state. The Igbo were being harassed and stopped from work and resuming their life in PH. Asika encouraged them to seek the legal benefits of Awolowo who was the most powerful politician in government at the time. These Igbo businessmen met Awo, in Lagos, and after he heard them, Awo demanded that they go and pay 1 million pounds into his Chambers account, before he would could take on their plea. The Igbo business men asked Awo where he thought they could get one million pounds, having just come out of a devastating war. He said it was their business and dismissed them. The men later met in ZC Obi’s home, and after rounds and rounds of discussions, they agreed at ZC Obi’s urging, that they would no longer pursue the matter. ZC Obi said, “ let us ge back to work. Let us send our young men back to work. We shall build Aba until it gets into Port Harcourt, and no one will know the difference.” And that was precisely what they set out to do, and were about accomplishing that feat up till 1987. By 1979, the Igbo were powerful enough to ge a serious factor in Nigerian politics. Between 1979-83, the Igbo were not talking about marginalization. They were engaged in restoration . Mbakwe had asked Ihechukwu Madubuike as minister for education, to place as priority the establishment of another federal university in Igbo land. Thus FUTO in 1980. Between he and Jim Nwobodo, they launched an industrial policy that quickly turned the East once more into an active economic belt. They did not wait for the federal government. Imo state University and Anambra state university of Technology were the first state universities to be established under the state laws. I was reading the Imo State University Act that established the charter of the old Imo state university the other day, and I am still utterly impressed by the quality and precision of thought that went into organizing that university under the inimitable MJC Echeruo, one of Igbo lands sharpest minds of the 20th century. The same goes for ASUTHEC. Nwobodo went specifically to Harvard to make Prof Kenneth **** to return to Enugu and establish ASUTHEC. Now, compare that Igbo, to this generation of the Akalogoli. Mbakwe took Shagari specifically to Ndiegoro, in Aba, wept publicly with dramatic impact , and forced Shagari to promise to establish the ecological fund to deal with places like Ndiegoro in Igbo land. He compelled Shagari to understand that Gas and Petroleum were abundant natural resources from Imo state, and that Imo deserved and must be given new shares/ consideration , if the federal did not want Imo to sue, and even begin to raise questions about the federal government’s s seizure of Eastern Nigerias oil and gas investments, like the PH refinery for which no compensation has even to this day, been paid. Mbakwe pushed the oil issue and said to Shagari that the proposed Petrochemical Plant must be located in Imo, otherwise he would begin to build the Imo Petrochemical Industries himself . The grounds had been cleared by October 1983, and work started at the Imo Petrochemical Plant at Izombe by the time the military struck on Dec. 31, 1983. It was Buhari who later relocated that plant to Eleme. Mbakwe began the first Independent Power company with the Amaraku power station under Alex Emeziem at the Ministry of Utilities. The father of my high school buddy at the Government College Umuahia was the project manager who designed and installed the power station at Amaraku and had begun work at the Izombe Gas power station; all with engineers and technicians from the Imo state ministries of work and public utilities. They did not go to China to sign a contract. They just went to South Korea to procure the parts they designed and which they installed themselves! By 1981/2 most towns in Imo state had electricity under the Imo state Rural Electrification project. Same with the Five Zonal water project under the Mbakwe program. The project manager was Engineer Ebiringa. They did not go to China or America or wait for the federal government. 85% of the Imo Water project had been completed by the time the soldiers struck. There are still giant iron pipes buried underground in almost all the towns in the old Imo state under that project which was designed to give Imo the first constant, clean water of any state of Nigeria. Only a phase of the Owerri water project was completed by the time Mbakwe was kicked out of office, but even so, Owerri had the cleanest, most regular water of any city in Nigeria. Imo organized her public schools. Imo organized a first class public health system. My own father was commissioned under the Health Management board as the government’s Chief Health Statician, to conduct the first broad epidemiological survey of Imo state in 1982. I saw him at work. They were serious and professional men, who took their duties very seriously because they were highly trained. The Imo state civil service was possibly the finest civil service in West Africa; finer than the federal service, because they had a
    highly selected and well trained pool of civil servants who delivered value to the people. They were not talking about marginalization. You may say what you like today about Jim Nwobodo, but he started the independent satellite newspaper In Enugu, which balanced the story coming out of Lagos. No one was talking about marginalization until Chuba Okadigbo, rightly used that word to decribe the way the federal military government of Nigeria was treating the Igbo, in terms of access to real power. There were not enough Igbo officers represented in the organograms of the military governments, and yes, that word was apt, in that ****** . But we have taken it too far, and turned it into an excuse for our intellectual and political indolence. The Igbo have waited for their comeuppance on Nigeria, but **** ain’t happening. Nigeria is moving on without us, for better or worse. We must now recalibrate and engage. Let us use the final gas in our tanks, all of us now, between 55-75 years, to complete the work of restoration which the last generation began but which we have abandoned because we dropped the ball. We may weep all we want and complain that Nigeria is unfair, but the universe is indifferent. I dare say, Nigeria actually has no capacity to marginalize the Igbo. We better stop marginalizing ourselves or risk our children and their children inheriting the slave’s mentality!! That’s the danger we court with this story of Igbo marginality, which is actually self imposed, and self indulgent!

    I pray we rise again!!!!
    Happy New Month to us all!!!
    #Discipline
    FROM ANOTHER PLATFORM By Obi Nwakanma And I hear you, bro. But think about it: from 1970- 1979, the generation of the Igbo who had fought and funded the war, were not talking of marginalization. They took on the task of restoration. I remember the story the late Mbazulike Amaechi told me when I once visited him in Ukpor. At the end of the war, the Igbo business elite who had been in PH, and whose property had been forcibly acquired by the new government in Rivers state went to Asika to intervene. Asika sat with them and urged them to seek the intervention of the courts and make this a seminal case on the defense of Igbo property rights in Nigeria. He did not want to seem to put undue pressure in a very sensitive time on the government of Rivers state. The Igbo were being harassed and stopped from work and resuming their life in PH. Asika encouraged them to seek the legal benefits of Awolowo who was the most powerful politician in government at the time. These Igbo businessmen met Awo, in Lagos, and after he heard them, Awo demanded that they go and pay 1 million pounds into his Chambers account, before he would could take on their plea. The Igbo business men asked Awo where he thought they could get one million pounds, having just come out of a devastating war. He said it was their business and dismissed them. The men later met in ZC Obi’s home, and after rounds and rounds of discussions, they agreed at ZC Obi’s urging, that they would no longer pursue the matter. ZC Obi said, “ let us ge back to work. Let us send our young men back to work. We shall build Aba until it gets into Port Harcourt, and no one will know the difference.” And that was precisely what they set out to do, and were about accomplishing that feat up till 1987. By 1979, the Igbo were powerful enough to ge a serious factor in Nigerian politics. Between 1979-83, the Igbo were not talking about marginalization. They were engaged in restoration . Mbakwe had asked Ihechukwu Madubuike as minister for education, to place as priority the establishment of another federal university in Igbo land. Thus FUTO in 1980. Between he and Jim Nwobodo, they launched an industrial policy that quickly turned the East once more into an active economic belt. They did not wait for the federal government. Imo state University and Anambra state university of Technology were the first state universities to be established under the state laws. I was reading the Imo State University Act that established the charter of the old Imo state university the other day, and I am still utterly impressed by the quality and precision of thought that went into organizing that university under the inimitable MJC Echeruo, one of Igbo lands sharpest minds of the 20th century. The same goes for ASUTHEC. Nwobodo went specifically to Harvard to make Prof Kenneth Dike to return to Enugu and establish ASUTHEC. Now, compare that Igbo, to this generation of the Akalogoli. Mbakwe took Shagari specifically to Ndiegoro, in Aba, wept publicly with dramatic impact , and forced Shagari to promise to establish the ecological fund to deal with places like Ndiegoro in Igbo land. He compelled Shagari to understand that Gas and Petroleum were abundant natural resources from Imo state, and that Imo deserved and must be given new shares/ consideration , if the federal did not want Imo to sue, and even begin to raise questions about the federal government’s s seizure of Eastern Nigerias oil and gas investments, like the PH refinery for which no compensation has even to this day, been paid. Mbakwe pushed the oil issue and said to Shagari that the proposed Petrochemical Plant must be located in Imo, otherwise he would begin to build the Imo Petrochemical Industries himself . The grounds had been cleared by October 1983, and work started at the Imo Petrochemical Plant at Izombe by the time the military struck on Dec. 31, 1983. It was Buhari who later relocated that plant to Eleme. Mbakwe began the first Independent Power company with the Amaraku power station under Alex Emeziem at the Ministry of Utilities. The father of my high school buddy at the Government College Umuahia was the project manager who designed and installed the power station at Amaraku and had begun work at the Izombe Gas power station; all with engineers and technicians from the Imo state ministries of work and public utilities. They did not go to China to sign a contract. They just went to South Korea to procure the parts they designed and which they installed themselves! By 1981/2 most towns in Imo state had electricity under the Imo state Rural Electrification project. Same with the Five Zonal water project under the Mbakwe program. The project manager was Engineer Ebiringa. They did not go to China or America or wait for the federal government. 85% of the Imo Water project had been completed by the time the soldiers struck. There are still giant iron pipes buried underground in almost all the towns in the old Imo state under that project which was designed to give Imo the first constant, clean water of any state of Nigeria. Only a phase of the Owerri water project was completed by the time Mbakwe was kicked out of office, but even so, Owerri had the cleanest, most regular water of any city in Nigeria. Imo organized her public schools. Imo organized a first class public health system. My own father was commissioned under the Health Management board as the government’s Chief Health Statician, to conduct the first broad epidemiological survey of Imo state in 1982. I saw him at work. They were serious and professional men, who took their duties very seriously because they were highly trained. The Imo state civil service was possibly the finest civil service in West Africa; finer than the federal service, because they had a highly selected and well trained pool of civil servants who delivered value to the people. They were not talking about marginalization. You may say what you like today about Jim Nwobodo, but he started the independent satellite newspaper In Enugu, which balanced the story coming out of Lagos. No one was talking about marginalization until Chuba Okadigbo, rightly used that word to decribe the way the federal military government of Nigeria was treating the Igbo, in terms of access to real power. There were not enough Igbo officers represented in the organograms of the military governments, and yes, that word was apt, in that period . But we have taken it too far, and turned it into an excuse for our intellectual and political indolence. The Igbo have waited for their comeuppance on Nigeria, but shit ain’t happening. Nigeria is moving on without us, for better or worse. We must now recalibrate and engage. Let us use the final gas in our tanks, all of us now, between 55-75 years, to complete the work of restoration which the last generation began but which we have abandoned because we dropped the ball. We may weep all we want and complain that Nigeria is unfair, but the universe is indifferent. I dare say, Nigeria actually has no capacity to marginalize the Igbo. We better stop marginalizing ourselves or risk our children and their children inheriting the slave’s mentality!! That’s the danger we court with this story of Igbo marginality, which is actually self imposed, and self indulgent! I pray we rise again!!!! Happy New Month to us all!!! #Discipline
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    All Hashtags are queens but which is the KING???? JustforfunπŸ™Œ
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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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  • Am exciting to be here, though a new person but wAnt know more this medium
    Am exciting to be here, though a new person but wAnt know more this medium
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  • Admittedly, life isn't meant to be easy, it's meant to be lived. Sometimes happy, other times rough, but with every up and down, you learn lessons that make you strong. Nobody can stop what God Almighty is about to do in your life. Stay positive even when it feels like everything is falling apart.
    Happy first Sunday
    #Nakupenda
    Admittedly, life isn't meant to be easy, it's meant to be lived. Sometimes happy, other times rough, but with every up and down, you learn lessons that make you strong. Nobody can stop what God Almighty is about to do in your life. Stay positive even when it feels like everything is falling apart. Happy first Sunday #Nakupenda
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  • Ruby OOP threw me for a loop.
    Everything's an object even classes?
    Had to combine docs + videos + irb experiments.
    But now I get it: initialize, instance variables, object vs class
    #codingjourney #rubyonrails #tessy_rich #Favour
    Ruby OOP threw me for a loop. 🧠 Everything's an object even classes?πŸ™„ πŸ“š Had to combine docs + videos + irb experiments.πŸ˜©πŸ˜’ But now I get itπŸ‘Œ: βœ… initialize, βœ… instance variables, βœ… object vs class #codingjourney #rubyonrails #tessy_rich #Favour
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  • RELATIONSHIPS
    Why Friendship is more important than you think

    "In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." – Khalil Gibran

    We often prioritize and seek romantic relationships first and foremost. We also value our family bonds and tend to favor these connections. However, this can mean that we leave friendships by the wayside. And yet friendships can be very important for a good, satisfying, and meaningful life.

    Friendships are special because they are usually far more about positive emotions and fun than other relationships. That is not to say that friends won’t be there during the hard times, but that we tend to hang out with them when we want to. With a relative or a partner, there are usually more obligations. This means that friends can become those positive relationships that bring us joy and happiness, even when things are tough elsewhere.

    Secondly, friends are chosen, and as we maintain a friendship, we keep making the choice to stick with that person. It empowers us to build long and satisfying connections but let go of those that are less significant.

    #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #Relationships
    RELATIONSHIPS Why Friendship is more important than you think "In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed." – Khalil Gibran We often prioritize and seek romantic relationships first and foremost. We also value our family bonds and tend to favor these connections. However, this can mean that we leave friendships by the wayside. And yet friendships can be very important for a good, satisfying, and meaningful life. Friendships are special because they are usually far more about positive emotions and fun than other relationships. That is not to say that friends won’t be there during the hard times, but that we tend to hang out with them when we want to. With a relative or a partner, there are usually more obligations. This means that friends can become those positive relationships that bring us joy and happiness, even when things are tough elsewhere. Secondly, friends are chosen, and as we maintain a friendship, we keep making the choice to stick with that person. It empowers us to build long and satisfying connections but let go of those that are less significant. #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #Relationships
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  • What is worth doing, is not just worth doing well but also worth doing at the right time.

    #attendance
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    What is worth doing, is not just worth doing well but also worth doing at the right time. #attendance #phemmy
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  • Getting Money Is One Thing… But Knowing How to Manage It? That’s the Real Power.

    Getting Money is Easy… Keeping It? That’s Where the Game Is.

    You don’t need millions to grow wealthy — you need discipline, direction, and a plan.

    Here are 10 no-nonsense money management tips to help you stop going broke even when you're earning:

    ---

    1. Pay Yourself First
    Before you touch that paycheck, save at least 10%. Your future self will thank you.

    2. Track Every Shilling
    Know where your money is going. Budget apps or a simple notebook can expose your silent money leaks.

    3. Cut Emotional Spending
    Buying things just to “feel good” will leave your account feeling empty. Control the impulse.

    4. Live Below Your Means
    Just because you can afford it doesn’t mean you should. Peace of mind > flexing.

    5. Build an Emergency Fund
    Start with KSh 10,000. Life happens — don’t let one crisis wipe you out.

    6. Set Money Goals
    Saving for nothing leads to spending on everything. Save with purpose: land, car, business, etc.

    7. Invest Wisely
    Don’t let your money sleep in the bank forever. Learn to invest — even if it’s small. It grows.

    8. Avoid Bad Debt
    Borrowing for lifestyle, not investment, is a trap. Know the difference.

    9. Set Clear Financial Goals
    Saving without a goal is boring. Whether it’s a business, plot, or trip — give your money a mission.

    10. Learn About Money
    Read books, watch YouTube, follow finance creators. Money grows when knowledge does.

    11. Invest Consistently
    Don’t wait for millions. Start small — money working for you beats money just sitting.

    #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #MONEY
    Getting Money Is One Thing… But Knowing How to Manage It? That’s the Real Power. Getting Money is Easy… Keeping It? That’s Where the Game Is. You don’t need millions to grow wealthy — you need discipline, direction, and a plan. Here are 10 no-nonsense money management tips to help you stop going broke even when you're earning: --- 1. Pay Yourself First Before you touch that paycheck, save at least 10%. Your future self will thank you. 2. Track Every Shilling Know where your money is going. Budget apps or a simple notebook can expose your silent money leaks. 3. Cut Emotional Spending Buying things just to “feel good” will leave your account feeling empty. Control the impulse. 4. Live Below Your Means Just because you can afford it doesn’t mean you should. Peace of mind > flexing. 5. Build an Emergency Fund Start with KSh 10,000. Life happens — don’t let one crisis wipe you out. 6. Set Money Goals Saving for nothing leads to spending on everything. Save with purpose: land, car, business, etc. 7. Invest Wisely Don’t let your money sleep in the bank forever. Learn to invest — even if it’s small. It grows. 8. Avoid Bad Debt Borrowing for lifestyle, not investment, is a trap. Know the difference. 9. Set Clear Financial Goals Saving without a goal is boring. Whether it’s a business, plot, or trip — give your money a mission. 10. Learn About Money Read books, watch YouTube, follow finance creators. Money grows when knowledge does. 11. Invest Consistently Don’t wait for millions. Start small — money working for you beats money just sitting. #nakupenda #Utom58 #De_NextVerYou #MONEY
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