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When Ifunanya arrived her village in search of Peter (her father), her uncle (Peter's brother) called her ashawo and other unprintable names as a way of diverting the attention of people who were gathering. He said she sleeps around in hotels and was not a responsible young lady. That hurt so much! Ifunanya is married. Why would they pour such venom on a girl looking for her father? This is Ifunanya and her husband. The only crime this young lady committed was being bold enough to challenge her father's siblings who were bent on keeping him in a vegetative state after his stroke while they continued to draw on his pension to build another house and enjoy good lives. This is a big lesson for men. When your wife gives birth to a daughter, do not frown. Your daughter will always be there for you, even if she is married and living in a different continent. Ifunanya left her family in the USA and travelled thousands of miles in search of her father. Be kind to everyone, but know where to draw the line. The male child is as important as the female child None outweighs the other!! #discipline

TEAM - Together Everyone Achieves More. #Happiness @Ini

There is greatness in everyone, so don't anybody deceive you #passion #paddylay

Have a great day ahead everyone. #Happiness

A very beautiful afternoon everyone, I hope the weather is friendly at your area, as for area it's a bit sunny.

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

"The Loud Friend" Sade was always available, helping everyone. But her own to-do list? Forgotten. Lesson: Serving others is noble—but don’t abandon yourself. #Favour #Bisi28

Beautiful morning everyone 😄 #Happiness #OnyeJay

Hi everyone! Thank God it's Friday! #Olufaderomi #grace

Good night everyone #ForTUNate_2016

#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

I can vividly remember the first time i walked in for an interview in Jos. Before then i had prepared for every question except salary requirements. When i was asked, i panicked and said "pay me anything" but then they insisted i give a figure.. i was going to say 100,000 naira but i couldnt, it seemed like a huge money.. i ended up asking for 30,000 naira because of fear of loosing the opportunity. I worked as hard as everyone else having the same Bsc just to realise later on that i was the lowest paid. But during that period i gained experience, i added value to myself and confidence boosted. This time around when i walked in for the position of a sales manager in a bubbling city like Abuja, i knew better than to let history repeat itself. I researched their pay range and negotiated higher, when the interview was over, i walked out confidently like a boss and guess what i got the job!. Kill fear with value and experience. If you loose self esteem is cause you havent gained value. Believe in yourself that you can do it and then work on yourself. Do you think negotiation skill is important in every organisation? Have you had such experience? Please share in the comment section FOLLOW FOR MORE! #nakupenda #team 2 #Mindpower #imagination