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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

On this Good Friday, may Jesus’ love fill your heart, cleanse your soul and offer you peace and joy. May the sacrifice of Jesus Christ inspire you to live a life of compassion and kindness. I hope you have a meaningful Good Friday. Let us all reflect on the ultimate sacrifice made for the greater good of humanity. May this Good Friday bring you closer to his love Sending love, blessings, and prayers to you on this day, let us all strive to live with love and grace. Wishing you a blessed Good Friday May the spirit of Good Friday bring your heart peace, your mind comfort, and your soul strength. On this solemn day, may you find comfort in his sacrifice and hope in his resurrection. Wishing you a great Good Friday May this Good Friday bring you closer to the love and grace of Jesus Christ. May you experience the depth of his love and the power of his sacrifice. May the deep silence of this sacred day fill your heart with peace and remind you of the strength found in sacrifice. #Paddylay

Can someone really tell me why Satan is finding it so difficult to apologize to God and let's settle this long beef between them? Why can't they allow bygone to be bygone and let's move ahead toward a better life. Or is it that Satan was created and designed to be destroyed? I can't understand this beef. I don't know why Satan hates God so much that he wants to oppose everything about God. Even when he knows he can't win him. What is the point of starting a fight you can never win? @Team E. #Team E.

We often hear the phrase "everyone knows that," but what does it really mean? Common knowledge refers to facts and ideas that are widely accepted and understood by most people, without needing special research or explanation. Think of it as the kind of information you wouldn’t need to Google or footnote in an essay. For instance, we all know the Earth orbits the Sun, that water boils at 100°C, and that Shakespeare was a playwright. These are pieces of knowledge we encounter early and often, making them part of our collective understanding. But here's the catch: what’s “common” to one group may not be to another. Cultural, regional, and educational differences mean that what one person assumes as obvious might be brand new to someone else. That’s why it’s always worth thinking twice before assuming something is known to everyone. Whether you’re writing, teaching, or just having a conversation, knowing the boundaries of common knowledge can help you communicate more clearly—and more kindly. So next time you find yourself saying, “That’s just common sense,” ask: is it really #knowledge

#dreamsandinterpretation# What Does Eating In The Dream Mean? In Matt 13:25, 2 Timothy 2:21, …If a man therefore purge himself from these..Eating in the dream can have a negative effect on your destiny. To eat in the dream generally signify sickness. For example, a person who sees himself eating in the dream would find it very difficult to have financial savings and prosper with it. When you eats, it goes down into your system. In the case of this dream, it penetrates into your body to cause serious breakdown of progress and introduces delay. Take for instance, if you come from a bad foundation, or perhaps you are from a polygamous home, there is a possibility that this dream can constitute a serious burden to the fulfillment of your dreams. This might indicates that the more you pray against it the more the familiar spirits will be waging battles against you. Maybe you see where food is being shared to you in the dream, if that’s the case, then it symbolizes bewitchment, poison, and pollution. Do you suspect someone giving you a poisonous food? In another meaning, it also signifies that you have been initiated into witchcraft through food. If you refuse to eat the food then consider yourself a victorious child of God as it shows the Holy Spirit has saved you from danger, struggle and troubles prepared for you by your enemies. There are many factors that can indicate you having this dream recurring. If your parents are enemies to you, or there are strong evil patterns in your family, your chances of having food in your dream is very high. Think about where you are in your life and see if there are any possible breakthrough in the near future. Eating food in the dream may also represent spiritual weakness, chronic disappointments and financial loss. If your child eats in the dream , it could indicates death, slow growth, dullness in his or her career. Eating in the dream is a gateway to demonic institute. Fast and pray for 7 days 6am to 6pm, rise up in the midnight to cast out the evil deposits. Pray with Psalm 51:7. Always cover yourself with the blood of Jesus. Use water as a form of blood of Jesus and declare this: I drink the blood of Jesus. pretation#

She was just a cleaner trying to get to work. One splash of mud changed all her life! The rich woman behind the wheel had no idea – someone powerful was watching...😲😲😲 The city woke in silence, cloaked in early mist and leftover rain. Streetlights blinked against the morning haze, and the air still carried the chill of night. Along Crownville Avenue, a young woman moved with quiet purpose. She wasn’t in a rush, but her pace was steady—like someone used to walking the long road. Her uniform was clean, her shoes worn from use. A small bag hung from her shoulder, packed with her breakfast and cleaning gloves. No makeup, no umbrella, no shield from what life might bring that day. At the next corner, a sleek white SUV waited for the light. Its engine hummed with soft power. Inside sat a well-dressed woman in large sunglasses, sipping something green from a straw and scrolling her phone. And then— A splash. A sharp burst of water from a puddle. And the young woman stopped, soaked from head to toe. There was no time to react. The SUV rolled past, slowing just enough for a voice to call out from the window—cheerful, distant, maybe even amused. Then it sped off, disappearing into the traffic like nothing had happened. She stood still for a moment. No screams. No anger. She just adjusted her bag, blinked a few times, and kept walking. But someone else saw. From across the street, a dark sedan sat quietly. Behind its tinted windows, a man watched the entire moment unfold. His eyes followed the woman, then shifted to the SUV fading into the distance. He didn’t smile. He didn’t speak. But his fingers tapped the steering wheel once—then again. He picked up his phone. “Can you find out who she is?” he asked, voice calm but firm. “The girl who just got splashed.” A short pause. “Yes, sir,” came the reply. The line clicked off. The young woman never looked back. She didn’t know anyone had noticed. She didn’t know her morning had been quietly recorded in someone else’s mind—and that her quiet resilience had just shifted something unexpected. Because sometimes, the smallest moments leave the biggest impressions. And not all acts of kindness are random. Sometimes, someone sees more than we think. And sometimes, it all begins with a splash..... #DISCIPLINE #NAKUPENDA

The first step towards success is taken when you refuse to be a captive of the environment in which you first find yourself. #ForTUNate_2016

Don't repeat the mistakes of some of our fathers. Please 🙏 stay glued to Nakupenda AKA Nakupapa and #grace will find you. #Attendance #Uchman #grace

#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

stop waiting for your turn, them don scatter the line for front, find your way #passion #attendance #paddylay #nakupendaapptesting #workingsomethingnew #groupD

Good Friday Message: Today, we pause and remember the ultimate act of love — when Jesus Christ gave His life for us on the cross. In His suffering, we see forgiveness. In His sacrifice, we find salvation. And in His final words, “It is finished,” we receive the greatest hope — that no sin is too great, no heart too broken, and no soul beyond His grace. As we reflect on the cross, let us be humbled by His mercy and inspired by His love. May this Good Friday remind us that even in darkness, God’s light shines through, and from sorrow, resurrection comes. 🙏🙏🙏 “By His wounds, we are healed.” — Isaiah 53:5 #happiness #AWESOMEGOD

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 #Happiness #Ini