• You told your wife that you were going to work but you went to her best friend's house whose husband is a so|dier.
    Her husband comes back and you hurried|y hid under the bed
    The so|dier sends his wife off to the market while you are sti|| hiding under the bêd. you overhear him inviting a |ady over the phone.

    The lady comes and shôrt|y after his wife comes knôcking citing that her c|othes are sta!ned and she wants to change them

    Before the soldier husband opened the door. He tells the lady to hide under the bed.

    Now, the lady who comes face to face with you under the bêd turns out to be your wîfe and both of you are |ooking at each other under the bed like rãbbits without saying a word.

    In school, We call it REUNION
    In social gatherings, we call it GET TOGETHER
    In Mathematics, we call it Simultaneous Equation
    In Psychology, we call it "what goes around comes around"
    In Chemistry, we called it chain reaction
    In Economics, we call it demand and supply
    In Physics, we call it nuclear fusion! In Agriculture we call it crop rotation
    In English we call it coincidence
    In government we call it check and balance
    In food and nutrition we call it balance diet

    May the phone of those who skîp after reading without lîking and commenting and shãring fall into a bãsin of water

    Dón't forget to share like and comment.
    #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    You told your wife👩‍🦰 that you were going to work but you went to her best friend's house whose husband is a so|dier. 👮‍♂️ Her husband comes back and you hurried|y hid under the bed 🛏️ The so|dier sends his wife off to the market while you are sti|| hiding under the bêd. you overhear him inviting a |ady over the phone.🤣🤣 The lady comes and shôrt|y after his wife comes knôcking citing that her c|othes are sta!ned and she wants to change them🥺 Before the soldier husband opened the door. He tells the lady to hide under the bed. Now, the lady who comes face to face with you under the bêd turns out to be your wîfe🤣🤣 and both of you are |ooking at each other under the bed like rãbbits without saying a word.🙆🤣🤣 In school, We call it REUNION In social gatherings, we call it GET TOGETHER In Mathematics, we call it Simultaneous Equation In Psychology, we call it "what goes around comes around" In Chemistry, we called it chain reaction In Economics, we call it demand and supply In Physics, we call it nuclear fusion! In Agriculture we call it crop rotation 😂😂😅 In English we call it coincidence 😂😂 In government we call it check and balance 🤓🤓 In food and nutrition we call it balance diet 😁😁 May the phone of those who skîp after reading without lîking and commenting and shãring fall into a bãsin of water🤣🤣 Dón't forget to share like and comment. #Discipline #nakupenda
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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#
    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# 💕💕💕💕
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  • Losing doesn’t end just because time passes. It ends when your mindset changes. Change your Mindset today.

    #Happiness
    Losing doesn’t end just because time passes. It ends when your mindset changes. Change your Mindset today. #Happiness
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  • Together for Health
    22% $22302.9 Raised of $100000
    Support Good Health for All

    I’m starting this fundraiser to help people who can’t afford good healthcare. Some are sick and need money for hospital bills, medicine, or emergency treatment but they don’t have the means.

    Sadly, some people lose their lives just because help didn’t come on time or they couldn’t pay. With your support, we can:

    - Help pay medical bills for those who urgently need it
    - Buy important drugs for those who can’t afford them
    - Support families in getting proper medical care
    - Organize small health programs to teach people and do checkups

    No amount is too small, what you give can change or even save a life. Let’s show love not just in words, but with action.

    Please join me. Let’s help people get the care they deserve.

    #TogetherForHealth #NakupendaCares #SpreadTheLove
    #PeaceOfMind
    Support Good Health for All I’m starting this fundraiser to help people who can’t afford good healthcare. Some are sick and need money for hospital bills, medicine, or emergency treatment but they don’t have the means. Sadly, some people lose their lives just because help didn’t come on time or they couldn’t pay. With your support, we can: - Help pay medical bills for those who urgently need it - Buy important drugs for those who can’t afford them - Support families in getting proper medical care - Organize small health programs to teach people and do checkups No amount is too small, what you give can change or even save a life. Let’s show love not just in words, but with action. Please join me. Let’s help people get the care they deserve. #TogetherForHealth #NakupendaCares #SpreadTheLove #PeaceOfMind
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  • Title: Zayd and the Ember Gate

    Zayd had always been a wanderer.

    Unlike Adira, who was bound to the forest by fate, Zayd had no ties, no prophecy etched in stars. He roamed from village to village, his boots worn thin, his pack carrying only essentials: a journal, a compass that never pointed north, and a rusted coin given to him by a woman who spoke in riddles.

    He didn’t believe in magic—at least not in the way most people did. To him, magic was in the way a blacksmith coaxed a blade from molten metal, or how a storyteller could stir an entire room with nothing but words.

    But that changed the day he stumbled upon the Ember Gate.

    It was buried deep in the Ashen Wastes, a forgotten desert that whispered secrets through the bones of ancient ruins. He hadn’t meant to find it—he was tracking a mirage, or so he thought. But the gate was very real: a massive archway carved from blackened stone, pulsing faintly with embers trapped within.

    On its surface, an inscription burned in a language he didn’t know—but somehow understood.

    “The fire remembers the lost.”

    When he touched it, the gate flared to life, and for the first time in his life, Zayd heard something beyond his own thoughts. A voice, old and aching.

    “You are the Flamebearer. Will you remember us?”

    Before he could respond, the world shifted. Heat surged around him—not burning, but awakening. His eyes saw a different realm, for only a heartbeat: a city of fire suspended in twilight, towers made of living coals, and people of flame walking among shadows.

    Then, silence. The vision faded, and the gate was dark again. But something had changed.

    Zayd’s right hand bore a faint mark—like the outline of a burning sun.

    He didn’t know what it meant. Not yet. But he had a feeling the coin in his pack wasn’t just old metal, the compass wasn’t broken, and his wandering was never aimless.

    He had been chosen.

    #Not by destiny.
    #Not by prophecy.
    #But by the forgotten.
    #Zayd
    #nakupenda
    #nakupenda
    Title: Zayd and the Ember Gate Zayd had always been a wanderer. Unlike Adira, who was bound to the forest by fate, Zayd had no ties, no prophecy etched in stars. He roamed from village to village, his boots worn thin, his pack carrying only essentials: a journal, a compass that never pointed north, and a rusted coin given to him by a woman who spoke in riddles. He didn’t believe in magic—at least not in the way most people did. To him, magic was in the way a blacksmith coaxed a blade from molten metal, or how a storyteller could stir an entire room with nothing but words. But that changed the day he stumbled upon the Ember Gate. It was buried deep in the Ashen Wastes, a forgotten desert that whispered secrets through the bones of ancient ruins. He hadn’t meant to find it—he was tracking a mirage, or so he thought. But the gate was very real: a massive archway carved from blackened stone, pulsing faintly with embers trapped within. On its surface, an inscription burned in a language he didn’t know—but somehow understood. “The fire remembers the lost.” When he touched it, the gate flared to life, and for the first time in his life, Zayd heard something beyond his own thoughts. A voice, old and aching. “You are the Flamebearer. Will you remember us?” Before he could respond, the world shifted. Heat surged around him—not burning, but awakening. His eyes saw a different realm, for only a heartbeat: a city of fire suspended in twilight, towers made of living coals, and people of flame walking among shadows. Then, silence. The vision faded, and the gate was dark again. But something had changed. Zayd’s right hand bore a faint mark—like the outline of a burning sun. He didn’t know what it meant. Not yet. But he had a feeling the coin in his pack wasn’t just old metal, the compass wasn’t broken, and his wandering was never aimless. He had been chosen. #Not by destiny. #Not by prophecy. #But by the forgotten. #Zayd #nakupenda #nakupenda
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  • Make room for what's coming next cause it will change your life for the better..,.
    #Nakupenda #Team2#Subewo
    Make room for what's coming next cause it will change your life for the better..,. #Nakupenda #Team2#Subewo
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  • Be that GAME CHANGER in the game
    #PASSION
    #EXPRESS
    Be that GAME CHANGER in the game #PASSION #EXPRESS
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  • What happens when corruption meets oil money at the highest levels? MalabuGate delivers the clear, chronological breakdown of Nigeria's most consequential oil scandal that spans multiple administrations, crosses international borders, and involves some of the world's biggest corporations.

    This isn't conspiracy theory—it's meticulously researched investigative journalism based on court documents, financial records, and exclusive sources. For the first time, you'll understand exactly how OPL 245 became a symbol of everything wrong with resource governance in Nigeria.

    Whether you're a policy expert, concerned citizen, or simply someone who cares about justice, this documentary connects dots you never knew existed. Watch now on YouTube and join the growing community of informed Nigerians demanding accountability. Knowledge isn't just power—it's the first step toward #change. #Transparency starts with you.
    #Discipline
    What happens when corruption meets oil money at the highest levels? MalabuGate delivers the clear, chronological breakdown of Nigeria's most consequential oil scandal that spans multiple administrations, crosses international borders, and involves some of the world's biggest corporations. This isn't conspiracy theory—it's meticulously researched investigative journalism based on court documents, financial records, and exclusive sources. For the first time, you'll understand exactly how OPL 245 became a symbol of everything wrong with resource governance in Nigeria. Whether you're a policy expert, concerned citizen, or simply someone who cares about justice, this documentary connects dots you never knew existed. Watch now on YouTube and join the growing community of informed Nigerians demanding accountability. Knowledge isn't just power—it's the first step toward #change. #Transparency starts with you. #Discipline
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    *🔥 READY TO GO BIG?* This Saturday’s *FREE Virtual Assistant Training* is going to be a game changer — don’t miss it! Plus, *REGISTRATION is now open* for the next *Virtual Assistant Training Cohort starting in June.* Learn how to: ✅ Earn in dollars ✅ Attract high-paying clients ✅ Work remotely from anywhere ✅ Access replays, tasks & mentorship and many more *YOUR GROWTH STARTS HERE FOR COURSE CONTENT, AND PAYMENT DM. SECURE YOUR SPOT TODAY!
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  • #Grateful
    #Waskydone
    Together as a team we can make it happen here and even outside Nakupenda. Let's unite like a bunch of broom sticks so we can sweep across this wave of change in the social media space.
    #Grateful #Waskydone Together as a team we can make it happen here and even outside Nakupenda. Let's unite like a bunch of broom sticks so we can sweep across this wave of change in the social media space.
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  • A great continent like Africa is home to millions of young people who can't afford a decent lifestyle.

    How can these young people change these narratives for themselves? Is technology a path for redemption or should they depend on their governments to rescue them? What are your thoughts?
    A great continent like Africa is home to millions of young people who can't afford a decent lifestyle. How can these young people change these narratives for themselves? Is technology a path for redemption or should they depend on their governments to rescue them? What are your thoughts?
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  • My Wife’s Salary Was a Mystery Until I discovered How Much She’s Truly Worth. In 2021 she told me her salary was 9500/- and then two years later, when she got promoted, I asked about her salary and she said, “Oh these people, don’t mind them. They added only 1500/- to my old salary" Because of her meager salary, I’ve taken up so many responsibilities in the house without complaint. I pay for utilities and pay for food. I pay the fees of our two kids, clothe them, and take care of their medical bills. When my wife sends me a grocery list, she adds sanitary pads. She buys dresses and clothes, comes to show them to me, and asks me to pay for them. She started talking about a car when our second child came in. Things weren’t good on my side so I asked her to give me some time. She said, “I’ve saved something. I can add it to what you have so you pay me when your money comes.”
    .
    I agreed and took that money from her, topped it up to get her a car. For three months my ears never had rest. She would wake up at dawn and ask me to pay what I owed her. I got tired and paid the money when I didn’t have much in my account.
    .
    One evening, I turned my laptop on and saw a lot of emails. I checked and it was my wife’s email that had been opened. I asked her, “Did you use my laptop?” She answered, “Yeah I was checking something.” I told her, “Then you didn’t log out.” She answered, “I forgot. Please log out for me.”
    I was about to log out when something caught my attention. I saw a mail with the subject, “January Payslip.” I opened and started going through. When I saw her gross salary, I was shocked. 74,734/-.
    And this girl has been crying poverty?
    .
    I went through the details. That night I couldn’t sleep. I was angry. I felt let down. I felt cheated. I felt played. We’ve been married for six good years and my wife earned that much without my knowledge? How much she earned didn’t bother me a lot than what she was using that money for. I decided not to talk immediately but rather do a little bit of investigation.
    .
    All my life I’ve held the view that it wasn’t right for anyone to go through their partner’s phone. It’s an invasion of privacy and it breeds mistrust in the relationship but that night, going through her phone was the only way to find out what I was looking for.
    I started with her best friend. Nothing much was found. Her family had a Whatsapp group. I read the messages there. I got few hints. I went through the chat with her father and that was when I realized my wife had bought a piece of land and had started building. Her father was in charge of the project. He had sent photos of the various stages of the building. At some point, her father said, “Thank you for helping out your brother. He would have been home had it not been you.”
    .
    She has only one brother, her senior brother. I went to look for the chat between them. Her senior brother lost his job and was home doing nothing so my wife bought him a car to use for Uber. Every week, her brother rendered an account and they split the money. From all indications, my wife was doing well for herself while she plays poor so she could rely on my salary. Why would she do that? I thought I was being a supportive husband so my wife could be proud of the man she married. When we bought land, it was her name and my name that appeared on the land title. That car I bought for her with a loan from her bears her name. I didn’t mind. I believed what’s hers was also mine.
    .
    The next morning she realized I wasn’t looking well. I was boiling on the inside but looking for a good opportunity to start the conversation. When I calmed down a little, I asked her, “So why would you do that to me?”
    She asked, “What have I done?”
    I answered, “You bought land, you never told me. You started building on it, you never told me. When are you going to tell me?”
    She was shocked.
    She asked, “Who told you all that?”
    I said, “Your father did.” She stood quiet for a while.
    She asked, “Why would my father tell you all that? What were you people talking about”
    I said, “I don’t know. You can ask him.”
    .
    We left it there. Some minutes later she came to me with her phone: “My father wants to talk to you.” The phone was already on a loudspeaker. His father was clearly angry.
    He asked, almost shouting, “You said I told you my daughter has a building, Where did I say that and when?”
    I asked, “Is it not true that my wife has a building project going on that you’re supervising?”
    He asked me, “I told you that?”
    I asked, “Is it true or not?” After the back and forth I told them, “I read your messages last night. I saw the pictures. I read the various budget you had sent to my wife. I read the confirmation of the money receipts that you sent her. You’re a man. Would you be happy if your wife does this to you?”
    He started fumbling. He started apologizing saying he thought I was aware....
    .
    My wife stood there motionless, didn’t know what to say. When her father hung up, I told her everything I knew, from her salary to the car she bought for her brother. I said, “Yet, even your sanitary pad, I buy them. You think I’m a fool? You’ll use your money to acquire your own properties and live on mine because you’re my wife? I hear. We’ll see.”
    .
    Trust was lost. Love was broken. We had to find a new way of living our lives going forward. Her father called me every morning and evening apologizing for everything and sometimes taking up the blame so I didn’t have to blame his daughter.
    I told him, “The emotional state I’m in right now, it would be hard to think straight or think forgiveness. Just give me space.”
    Three days later, they were in our house. The father, the mother, and the senior brother. They came to apologize.
    “Don’t let this break up the beautiful marriage you both have. If nothing at all, consider the kids and be lenient in your judgment.”
    .
    I listened to them. My position was still the same. “I need time to clear my mind. Just leave me alone to think.”
    From last month to this moment that I’m writing this, my wife had changed totally. She doesn’t ask for money but the house is being run smoothly. She has started paying for things she never paid for but that doesn’t move me. She has taught me a very great lesson and I’m taking it seriously. That in everything, I have to look out for myself and my family first.
    Last she told me, “If you want us to change the names on those properties, we can do so.”
    Guess whose name is on the property…her father’s name.”
    .
    I told her, “You don’t need to change anything. They are yours. You suffered for them so you can decide what you want to do with them.”
    The land I bought has our names. I’m selling it and take my money back. The car she’s driving has her name. I put a for-sale sticker on it some weeks ago. She agreed she’ll pay for the car. I’ve given her two months to pay up or I sell it and take my money. She’s getting the message and I’m glad. Each one for himself, God for us all. She keeps asking if I’m going to leave her. I keep telling her I won’t but if she wants a divorce, I will gladly give her. I’m not going to leave the marriage. I would give us some time to heal and see what may happen but when it comes to money, I’ve taken the lesson she taught me through her actions...

    #copied
    #Discipline
    #beopentoyourcouple
    My Wife’s Salary Was a Mystery Until I discovered How Much She’s Truly Worth. In 2021 she told me her salary was 9500/- and then two years later, when she got promoted, I asked about her salary and she said, “Oh these people, don’t mind them. They added only 1500/- to my old salary" Because of her meager salary, I’ve taken up so many responsibilities in the house without complaint. I pay for utilities and pay for food. I pay the fees of our two kids, clothe them, and take care of their medical bills. When my wife sends me a grocery list, she adds sanitary pads. She buys dresses and clothes, comes to show them to me, and asks me to pay for them. She started talking about a car when our second child came in. Things weren’t good on my side so I asked her to give me some time. She said, “I’ve saved something. I can add it to what you have so you pay me when your money comes.” . I agreed and took that money from her, topped it up to get her a car. For three months my ears never had rest. She would wake up at dawn and ask me to pay what I owed her. I got tired and paid the money when I didn’t have much in my account. . One evening, I turned my laptop on and saw a lot of emails. I checked and it was my wife’s email that had been opened. I asked her, “Did you use my laptop?” She answered, “Yeah I was checking something.” I told her, “Then you didn’t log out.” She answered, “I forgot. Please log out for me.” I was about to log out when something caught my attention. I saw a mail with the subject, “January Payslip.” I opened and started going through. When I saw her gross salary, I was shocked. 74,734/-. And this girl has been crying poverty? . I went through the details. That night I couldn’t sleep. I was angry. I felt let down. I felt cheated. I felt played. We’ve been married for six good years and my wife earned that much without my knowledge? How much she earned didn’t bother me a lot than what she was using that money for. I decided not to talk immediately but rather do a little bit of investigation. . All my life I’ve held the view that it wasn’t right for anyone to go through their partner’s phone. It’s an invasion of privacy and it breeds mistrust in the relationship but that night, going through her phone was the only way to find out what I was looking for. I started with her best friend. Nothing much was found. Her family had a Whatsapp group. I read the messages there. I got few hints. I went through the chat with her father and that was when I realized my wife had bought a piece of land and had started building. Her father was in charge of the project. He had sent photos of the various stages of the building. At some point, her father said, “Thank you for helping out your brother. He would have been home had it not been you.” . She has only one brother, her senior brother. I went to look for the chat between them. Her senior brother lost his job and was home doing nothing so my wife bought him a car to use for Uber. Every week, her brother rendered an account and they split the money. From all indications, my wife was doing well for herself while she plays poor so she could rely on my salary. Why would she do that? I thought I was being a supportive husband so my wife could be proud of the man she married. When we bought land, it was her name and my name that appeared on the land title. That car I bought for her with a loan from her bears her name. I didn’t mind. I believed what’s hers was also mine. . The next morning she realized I wasn’t looking well. I was boiling on the inside but looking for a good opportunity to start the conversation. When I calmed down a little, I asked her, “So why would you do that to me?” She asked, “What have I done?” I answered, “You bought land, you never told me. You started building on it, you never told me. When are you going to tell me?” She was shocked. She asked, “Who told you all that?” I said, “Your father did.” She stood quiet for a while. She asked, “Why would my father tell you all that? What were you people talking about” I said, “I don’t know. You can ask him.” . We left it there. Some minutes later she came to me with her phone: “My father wants to talk to you.” The phone was already on a loudspeaker. His father was clearly angry. He asked, almost shouting, “You said I told you my daughter has a building, Where did I say that and when?” I asked, “Is it not true that my wife has a building project going on that you’re supervising?” He asked me, “I told you that?” I asked, “Is it true or not?” After the back and forth I told them, “I read your messages last night. I saw the pictures. I read the various budget you had sent to my wife. I read the confirmation of the money receipts that you sent her. You’re a man. Would you be happy if your wife does this to you?” He started fumbling. He started apologizing saying he thought I was aware.... . My wife stood there motionless, didn’t know what to say. When her father hung up, I told her everything I knew, from her salary to the car she bought for her brother. I said, “Yet, even your sanitary pad, I buy them. You think I’m a fool? You’ll use your money to acquire your own properties and live on mine because you’re my wife? I hear. We’ll see.” . Trust was lost. Love was broken. We had to find a new way of living our lives going forward. Her father called me every morning and evening apologizing for everything and sometimes taking up the blame so I didn’t have to blame his daughter. I told him, “The emotional state I’m in right now, it would be hard to think straight or think forgiveness. Just give me space.” Three days later, they were in our house. The father, the mother, and the senior brother. They came to apologize. “Don’t let this break up the beautiful marriage you both have. If nothing at all, consider the kids and be lenient in your judgment.” . I listened to them. My position was still the same. “I need time to clear my mind. Just leave me alone to think.” From last month to this moment that I’m writing this, my wife had changed totally. She doesn’t ask for money but the house is being run smoothly. She has started paying for things she never paid for but that doesn’t move me. She has taught me a very great lesson and I’m taking it seriously. That in everything, I have to look out for myself and my family first. Last she told me, “If you want us to change the names on those properties, we can do so.” Guess whose name is on the property…her father’s name.” . I told her, “You don’t need to change anything. They are yours. You suffered for them so you can decide what you want to do with them.” The land I bought has our names. I’m selling it and take my money back. The car she’s driving has her name. I put a for-sale sticker on it some weeks ago. She agreed she’ll pay for the car. I’ve given her two months to pay up or I sell it and take my money. She’s getting the message and I’m glad. Each one for himself, God for us all. She keeps asking if I’m going to leave her. I keep telling her I won’t but if she wants a divorce, I will gladly give her. I’m not going to leave the marriage. I would give us some time to heal and see what may happen but when it comes to money, I’ve taken the lesson she taught me through her actions... #copied #Discipline #beopentoyourcouple
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