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    *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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  • What will humans be doing in 10 years?

    1. In a decade most people will not be driving. What will we do instead?

    2. In a decade most people will have robots in their businesses and probably their homes.

    3. In a decade we won't be looking at 2D monitors much anymore.

    4. In a decade we will be using a ton of brain/computer interfaces to work and play.

    5. In a decade AI will be making us all more productive, and, even, happier. It will be reporting our news. It will be running our businesses. It will be helping us with our health. It will be helping us build. It will help us design new things, new products, new ideas, new lifestyles, new experiences.

    6. In a decade we will still be needed to work, but on new things that are hard to imagine today.

    7. In a decade we will have dozens of virtual beings in our lives. And your AI will bring new ones into your life depending on your goals. Want to learn Spanish? A new group will show up that are different than the group that will show up if you want to learn Chemistry.

    8. In a decade new brain/computer interfaces will be here, and will merge humans with AIs in many ways.

    9. In a decade our corporate structures will change to be a hybrid of humans and AIs working together.

    10. In a decade a robot will attend our city council meetings and report to us about what's going on inside.

    11. In a decade we won't use applications, like we do today on our iPhones. We will have a singular user interface. On Star Trek you just said "computer do this" and it did. Star Trek will be real in a decade.

    12. In a decade we will have armies of robots and drones moving around our cities doing everything from deliveries to giving tours to tourists.

    13. In a decade we still will have artists and storytellers, but they will be assisted by AIs to help make that art, and tell that story. AI's will gather other AIs who will warn the humans that someone is telling an interesting story.

    14. In a decade AIs will still be asking humans for assistance. "Hey human can you get a better view of the house that's on fire across the street?"

    15. In a decade AIs are assisting humans in coming up with new medical and material breakthroughs. Even designing new computing architectures, whether Quantum, or silicon, or biological, or a hybrid of all three or even something even newer.

    #focus
    What will humans be doing in 10 years? 1. In a decade most people will not be driving. What will we do instead? 2. In a decade most people will have robots in their businesses and probably their homes. 3. In a decade we won't be looking at 2D monitors much anymore. 4. In a decade we will be using a ton of brain/computer interfaces to work and play. 5. In a decade AI will be making us all more productive, and, even, happier. It will be reporting our news. It will be running our businesses. It will be helping us with our health. It will be helping us build. It will help us design new things, new products, new ideas, new lifestyles, new experiences. 6. In a decade we will still be needed to work, but on new things that are hard to imagine today. 7. In a decade we will have dozens of virtual beings in our lives. And your AI will bring new ones into your life depending on your goals. Want to learn Spanish? A new group will show up that are different than the group that will show up if you want to learn Chemistry. 8. In a decade new brain/computer interfaces will be here, and will merge humans with AIs in many ways. 9. In a decade our corporate structures will change to be a hybrid of humans and AIs working together. 10. In a decade a robot will attend our city council meetings and report to us about what's going on inside. 11. In a decade we won't use applications, like we do today on our iPhones. We will have a singular user interface. On Star Trek you just said "computer do this" and it did. Star Trek will be real in a decade. 12. In a decade we will have armies of robots and drones moving around our cities doing everything from deliveries to giving tours to tourists. 13. In a decade we still will have artists and storytellers, but they will be assisted by AIs to help make that art, and tell that story. AI's will gather other AIs who will warn the humans that someone is telling an interesting story. 14. In a decade AIs will still be asking humans for assistance. "Hey human can you get a better view of the house that's on fire across the street?" 15. In a decade AIs are assisting humans in coming up with new medical and material breakthroughs. Even designing new computing architectures, whether Quantum, or silicon, or biological, or a hybrid of all three or even something even newer. #focus
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  • *DEAR PARENTS /GUARDIANS*

    *"Mohbad" means "I am bad".*_. *His real name was "Ileri Oluwa" meaning "The Promises of God". When he started his music career as a Christian singer, he tagged himself *"Imole" meaning *Light".*

    *He changed his name to "Mohbad" after carelessly taking a cult leader as a role model*.

    *Once he got caught in the snare **** by the evil squad, he was murdered before he could retrace his steps.*

    *Who is your role model?*

    *His parents are now gnashing their teeth, shifting blames.*

    *As a parent, how are you raising your own wards /children?*

    *Children , why on earth would you abandon God?*

    *"Mohbad" was buried at the age of 27.*

    *Few weeks ago, a 19 year old boy was reportedly buried in his father's compound after being shot dead by rival cultists.*

    *Also,a fresh graduate of a university in Lagos, aged 21 was supposed to follow her parents home after the convocation ceremony, but she insisted on staying back for some wild celebrations.*

    *By 5 am the following day, she was found dead, half buried without her private parts and her breasts.*

    *A girl of 18 told her parents that she wanted to go and see her classmate, three hours later, her body was dumped in front of her father's house in a pool of blood, by her Yahoo boyfriend.*

    *As parents,*

    *1)When last did you see your children/child in school?(including university,polytechnic, etc).*

    *2)Who are your child's friends?*

    *3)Why does your child return home late especially at night?*

    *4)The hair style, dress, necklace, tattoo, etc, that your child has, what does it mean?*

    *5)When last did you check your child/ children in their room at night?*

    *6)What is your child doing or who is he or she calling at midnight?*

    *7)Why are your child's eyes sometimes red?*

    *8)What caused changes in his/her voice, itinerary & behavior from time to time?*

    *9)When last did you check the bag he/she is carrying up & down?*

    *10)When last did you check his/her phone,under the bed,his/her wardrobe?*

    *11)What caused the wound on his/her body?*

    *12)Why the very long fingernails?*

    *13)What causes the strange body odour?*

    *14)What type of iced drink do they prefer?*

    *15)Why is he/she not eating mum's food, always saying 'am ok'?*

    *16)If the family is going out together, why saying, 'go, I will meet you'?*

    *17)Do you take time to check the movie he/she is viewing on TV?*

    *18)Who visits when he/she is alone and why?*

    *19)Why is he talking to you looking down hiding his face?*

    *20)Why is your child so frightful especially if he/she wasn't like that before now?*

    *PLEASE CHECK*
    *Is your child in danger because you are INSENSITIVE*?

    *When you spoil your child you send him/ her to early grave.*

    *When you don't discipline, you are preparing for a monumental shocker.*

    *May the Almighty God not let us know the grave of our children.*

    *May we not be victims of our child's early or sudden death.*

    *May we not end our lives in regrets.*

    *May God in His Infinite mercy continue to deliver us from wicked and unreasonable forces.*

    #AMEN TO ALL SUPPLICATIONS.
    #prayers
    #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    *DEAR PARENTS /GUARDIANS* *"Mohbad" means "I am bad".*_. *His real name was "Ileri Oluwa" meaning "The Promises of God". When he started his music career as a Christian singer, he tagged himself *"Imole" meaning *Light".* *He changed his name to "Mohbad" after carelessly taking a cult leader as a role model*. *Once he got caught in the snare laid by the evil squad, he was murdered before he could retrace his steps.* *Who is your role model?* *His parents are now gnashing their teeth, shifting blames.* *As a parent, how are you raising your own wards /children?* *Children , why on earth would you abandon God?* *"Mohbad" was buried at the age of 27.*😭😭😭 *Few weeks ago, a 19 year old boy was reportedly buried in his father's compound after being shot dead by rival cultists.* *Also,a fresh graduate of a university in Lagos, aged 21 was supposed to follow her parents home after the convocation ceremony, but she insisted on staying back for some wild celebrations.* *By 5 am the following day, she was found dead, half buried without her private parts and her breasts.* *A girl of 18 told her parents that she wanted to go and see her classmate, three hours later, her body was dumped in front of her father's house in a pool of blood, by her Yahoo boyfriend.* *As parents,* *1)When last did you see your children/child in school?(including university,polytechnic, etc).* *2)Who are your child's friends?* *3)Why does your child return home late especially at night?* *4)The hair style, dress, necklace, tattoo, etc, that your child has, what does it mean?* *5)When last did you check your child/ children in their room at night?* *6)What is your child doing or who is he or she calling at midnight?* *7)Why are your child's eyes sometimes red?* *8)What caused changes in his/her voice, itinerary & behavior from time to time?* *9)When last did you check the bag he/she is carrying up & down?* *10)When last did you check his/her phone,under the bed,his/her wardrobe?* *11)What caused the wound on his/her body?* *12)Why the very long fingernails?* *13)What causes the strange body odour?* *14)What type of iced drink do they prefer?* *15)Why is he/she not eating mum's food, always saying 'am ok'?* *16)If the family is going out together, why saying, 'go, I will meet you'?* *17)Do you take time to check the movie he/she is viewing on TV?* *18)Who visits when he/she is alone and why?* *19)Why is he talking to you looking down hiding his face?* *20)Why is your child so frightful especially if he/she wasn't like that before now?* *PLEASE CHECK* *Is your child in danger because you are INSENSITIVE*? *When you spoil your child you send him/ her to early grave.* *When you don't discipline, you are preparing for a monumental shocker.* *May the Almighty God not let us know the grave of our children.* *May we not be victims of our child's early or sudden death.* *May we not end our lives in regrets.* *May God in His Infinite mercy continue to deliver us from wicked and unreasonable forces.* #AMEN TO ALL SUPPLICATIONS. #prayers #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • To the woman who feels invisible in her own home…
    Who gives and gives — and still feels like it’s never enough…
    Who shows up every day with love, patience, and quiet strength — but is met with cold eyes or silence…

    Let me tell you this:
    You are not too emotional. You are not too sensitive.
    You are not the problem.
    You are simply a light in a place that refuses to see you shine.

    You were never meant to be someone’s emotional punching bag.
    You were created for more than survival.
    You deserve warmth, kindness, peace — not just duty.
    Your voice matters. Your dreams matter. You matter.

    I know it’s hard.
    I know some days you feel like fading into the background.
    But please — don’t give up on yourself.

    One day soon, you will rise.
    Not because someone saved you,
    But because you remembered who you are.
    And that is when your true life will begin.

    #MarriageStruggles #TiredWife #SilentPain
    #EmotionalNeglect #ChristianWomanHealing
    #FaithAndFreedom
    To the woman who feels invisible in her own home… Who gives and gives — and still feels like it’s never enough… Who shows up every day with love, patience, and quiet strength — but is met with cold eyes or silence… Let me tell you this: You are not too emotional. You are not too sensitive. You are not the problem. You are simply a light in a place that refuses to see you shine. You were never meant to be someone’s emotional punching bag. You were created for more than survival. You deserve warmth, kindness, peace — not just duty. Your voice matters. Your dreams matter. You matter. I know it’s hard. I know some days you feel like fading into the background. But please — don’t give up on yourself. One day soon, you will rise. Not because someone saved you, But because you remembered who you are. And that is when your true life will begin. #MarriageStruggles #TiredWife #SilentPain #EmotionalNeglect #ChristianWomanHealing #FaithAndFreedom
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  • I went to Jeremy's school yesterday. I went and parked in front of the school.

    It was the same spot I parked on Tuesday when I came to look for him.

    When the school had closed, I stepped down from the car, I was anxiously watching to see Jeremy walk out of the gate. I waited for a while and suddenly, I saw him amongst a group of friends strolling out.

    One of his friends tapped him on his back and pointed to me. Jeremy screamed in excitement.

    "Daddy..."

    And ran to me. He embraced me warmly. His friends came to say hello to me. I greeted each of them, brought out some change, and gave to them to buy something for themselves on their way home.

    They were so happy.

    Jeremy looked at me.

    "You came to pick me up?"

    "Yes. I did."

    He grinned in excitement and waved at his friends.

    "Bye, everyone. See you tomorrow."

    And he entered the car.

    While we were driving I noticed a finger mark on Jeremy's cheek. It was like a cut. It had the shape of a fingernail.

    "Who gave you this cut on your face, Jeremy?"

    He touched it with his hands.

    "My mum. She slapped me this morning."

    "Why?"

    He looked at me and turned his gaze back to the road.

    "My mum insists that I should take the public bus to school from now on. She doesn't want me to follow you anymore."

    "Why?"

    "I do not know."

    "Before now, did she know I dropped you off at school?"

    "Sometimes. I told her."

    "And she is not happy I do that?"

    He nodded his head and turned to look at the road.

    "I came by at your house today and heard her shouting at you. I am sorry I could not intervene. I was scared it would make things worse for you."

    He was speechless.

    While driving past Kilimanjaro, an eatery at the old airport, he kept staring at the place. I saw his face and knew he'd want to go in. So I took a turn into the building.

    I told him to come down so we could buy some snacks together.

    He smiled.

    We walked in, picked some snacks and ice cream and both walked out.

    While we were driving home, Jeremy said to me.

    "Thank you, Dad. My friends have told me about about how they visited this place. Today I visited it too and will tell them the story. Tomorrow they'll also be telling me how rich my dad is because of the money you gave them today."

    I laughed.

    I dropped off Jeremy at home and drove back to work.

    This morning I waited until 7:15 and when I didn't see Jeremy come to my house as he usually does, I drove off to work. I knew he had taken the bus just like his mother instructed.

    I am at work now, and considering the second option.

    I want to meet Jeremy's mum tonight. I am not evil. I am just a young man who loves her son as much as she does.

    That's all.

    My name is #Chibuzo Eze and I am the best at what I do.
    #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    ™ I went to Jeremy's school yesterday. I went and parked in front of the school. It was the same spot I parked on Tuesday when I came to look for him. When the school had closed, I stepped down from the car, I was anxiously watching to see Jeremy walk out of the gate. I waited for a while and suddenly, I saw him amongst a group of friends strolling out. One of his friends tapped him on his back and pointed to me. Jeremy screamed in excitement. "Daddy..." And ran to me. He embraced me warmly. His friends came to say hello to me. I greeted each of them, brought out some change, and gave to them to buy something for themselves on their way home. They were so happy. Jeremy looked at me. "You came to pick me up?" "Yes. I did." He grinned in excitement and waved at his friends. "Bye, everyone. See you tomorrow." And he entered the car. While we were driving I noticed a finger mark on Jeremy's cheek. It was like a cut. It had the shape of a fingernail. "Who gave you this cut on your face, Jeremy?" He touched it with his hands. "My mum. She slapped me this morning." "Why?" He looked at me and turned his gaze back to the road. "My mum insists that I should take the public bus to school from now on. She doesn't want me to follow you anymore." "Why?" "I do not know." "Before now, did she know I dropped you off at school?" "Sometimes. I told her." "And she is not happy I do that?" He nodded his head and turned to look at the road. "I came by at your house today and heard her shouting at you. I am sorry I could not intervene. I was scared it would make things worse for you." He was speechless. While driving past Kilimanjaro, an eatery at the old airport, he kept staring at the place. I saw his face and knew he'd want to go in. So I took a turn into the building. I told him to come down so we could buy some snacks together. He smiled. We walked in, picked some snacks and ice cream and both walked out. While we were driving home, Jeremy said to me. "Thank you, Dad. My friends have told me about about how they visited this place. Today I visited it too and will tell them the story. Tomorrow they'll also be telling me how rich my dad is because of the money you gave them today." I laughed. I dropped off Jeremy at home and drove back to work. This morning I waited until 7:15 and when I didn't see Jeremy come to my house as he usually does, I drove off to work. I knew he had taken the bus just like his mother instructed. I am at work now, and considering the second option. I want to meet Jeremy's mum tonight. I am not evil. I am just a young man who loves her son as much as she does. That's all. My name is #Chibuzo Eze and I am the best at what I do. #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • I want to share something painful from my past, something that affected my life forever. So, I got married in the year 2000, and not long after, I gave birth to my son, Raymond. From the moment he was born, our lives became full of hospital visits, sleepless nights, and endless medical expenses.

    The sickness didn’t just affect my son, it affected my marriage too. My husband and I were always stressed. We argued constantly. We blamed each other for everything. Love slowly disappeared from our home. We went from lovers to strangers who only talked about hospital bills.

    In 2006, the marriage couldn’t survive anymore. We went our separate ways, and I was left to raise Raymond alone. It was hard, so hard that I had to leave my acting career behind. I just couldn’t focus. I was broken. Then came the biggest blow of all, Raymond passed away at the age of 17. That pain is something I carry with me every day.

    Please, know this before you fall in love, know your genotype. Love is truly a beautiful thing, but it is not strong enough to carry the weight of this sickness called sickle cell. Know your genotype before love blinds you. I lost everything because I didn’t.

    - Eucharia Anunobi
    I want to share something painful from my past, something that affected my life forever. So, I got married in the year 2000, and not long after, I gave birth to my son, Raymond. From the moment he was born, our lives became full of hospital visits, sleepless nights, and endless medical expenses. The sickness didn’t just affect my son, it affected my marriage too. My husband and I were always stressed. We argued constantly. We blamed each other for everything. Love slowly disappeared from our home. We went from lovers to strangers who only talked about hospital bills. In 2006, the marriage couldn’t survive anymore. We went our separate ways, and I was left to raise Raymond alone. It was hard, so hard that I had to leave my acting career behind. I just couldn’t focus. I was broken. Then came the biggest blow of all, Raymond passed away at the age of 17. That pain is something I carry with me every day. Please, know this before you fall in love, know your genotype. Love is truly a beautiful thing, but it is not strong enough to carry the weight of this sickness called sickle cell. Know your genotype before love blinds you. I lost everything because I didn’t. - Eucharia Anunobi
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  • *THIS IS LIFE*
    You arrived naked, you will pass out naked.
    You arrived without goods or money, you will pass out without goods or money.
    Your first bath?, someone has washed you, your last bath?, someone will wash you.
    Why so much *malice* ?
    Why so much *hate* ?
    Why so much *envy* ?
    Why so much *spite* ?
    Why so much *resentiment* ?
    Why so much backbite?
    Why so much jealousy?
    Why so much selfishness?
    Let's be good to each other.
    Let's do the right things.
    This earth is market, we are all going back home.
    We have limited time on earth.
    DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME ON USELESS THINGS.

    ALSO USE UR TIME TO INVITE UR PEOPLE TO JOIN NAKUPENDA
    #happiness
    #AWESOMEGOD
    *THIS IS LIFE* You arrived naked, you will pass out naked. You arrived without goods or money, you will pass out without goods or money. Your first bath?, someone has washed you, your last bath?, someone will wash you. Why so much *malice* ? Why so much *hate* ? Why so much *envy* ? Why so much *spite* ? Why so much *resentiment* ? Why so much backbite? Why so much jealousy? Why so much selfishness? Let's be good to each other. Let's do the right things. This earth is market, we are all going back home. We have limited time on earth. DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME ON USELESS THINGS. ALSO USE UR TIME TO INVITE UR PEOPLE TO JOIN NAKUPENDA 🥰 #happiness #AWESOMEGOD
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  • School fees for my two children.
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    My two children just resumed school and I really need to pay their school fees for first term, second and now third term.

    If I don't pay, it might affect their education and they will be sent back home.

    Kindly help with any amount as the Spirit leads. Thank you.
    My two children just resumed school and I really need to pay their school fees for first term, second and now third term. If I don't pay, it might affect their education and they will be sent back home. Kindly help with any amount as the Spirit leads. Thank you.
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  • No need of using oil again, Air fryer is the best option. A must have for every home
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    No need of using oil again, Air fryer is the best option. A must have for every home 6L 55k 8L 65k 10L 70k #ForTUNate_2016
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  • So I usually give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knows I leave home by 7 so by 6:30 he is at my gate waiting for me to take him to school.

    He is always on time and never comes late. I felt the mother was helping him keep to time as well but I never asked. Me and her has never spoken or talked before. I rarely see her because she leaves home as early as 6 am and returns late at night.

    Something bothered me.

    Anytime I drop Jeremy at school, he says thank you, Dad embraces me and runs off.

    Haa!

    I felt it was strange. I wondered why he called me dad instead of Uncle.

    So I asked him one time while taking him to school.

    "How about your daddy?"

    "I don't know him. Mum says he is somewhere and she doesn't know where."

    "So why do you call me daddy when I drop you off in school."

    "Well because I see you as my daddy. In my school, everyone's dad drops them off at school. And you drop me off at school too."

    I smiled.

    I understood where the dad thing was coming from.

    On Friday, while driving him to school I noticed he was not happy. He was very quiet all through the ride. I asked him what the problem was and he told me.

    "Our school asked our parents to come for an important meeting on Monday. Mummy said she will not be able to come because she will be busy in Monday."

    "Is that why you are sad?"

    He nodded his head.

    "Everyone father and mother will come. My mother will not be there."

    I asked him to cheer up.

    On Monday morning, after I dropped him off at school. He came down and said bye Dad.

    I noticed he wasn't happy.

    I drove off and by 9am I decided to return to the school to attend the meeting.

    When his mates saw me, someone shouted.

    "Jeremy, see your daddy. He shouted and ran to embrace me."

    He held my hands and took me to where the meeting was being held.

    After the meeting, I left.

    He was very happy I showed up. I could see the pride in his face.

    This morning, I waited for Jeremy and didn't see him. I went to his house and was told he had gone to school.

    This is the first time in 2 months he is going without me.

    I am just worried.

    Really worried.

    My name is Eze chibuzo and I am the best at what I do.
    #Discipline
    #nakupenda
    ™ So I usually give my neighbor's son, Jeremy, a lift to school whenever I am going to work. He knows I leave home by 7 so by 6:30 he is at my gate waiting for me to take him to school. He is always on time and never comes late. I felt the mother was helping him keep to time as well but I never asked. Me and her has never spoken or talked before. I rarely see her because she leaves home as early as 6 am and returns late at night. Something bothered me. Anytime I drop Jeremy at school, he says thank you, Dad embraces me and runs off. Haa! I felt it was strange. I wondered why he called me dad instead of Uncle. So I asked him one time while taking him to school. "How about your daddy?" "I don't know him. Mum says he is somewhere and she doesn't know where." "So why do you call me daddy when I drop you off in school." "Well because I see you as my daddy. In my school, everyone's dad drops them off at school. And you drop me off at school too." I smiled. I understood where the dad thing was coming from. On Friday, while driving him to school I noticed he was not happy. He was very quiet all through the ride. I asked him what the problem was and he told me. "Our school asked our parents to come for an important meeting on Monday. Mummy said she will not be able to come because she will be busy in Monday." "Is that why you are sad?" He nodded his head. "Everyone father and mother will come. My mother will not be there." I asked him to cheer up. On Monday morning, after I dropped him off at school. He came down and said bye Dad. I noticed he wasn't happy. I drove off and by 9am I decided to return to the school to attend the meeting. When his mates saw me, someone shouted. "Jeremy, see your daddy. He shouted and ran to embrace me." He held my hands and took me to where the meeting was being held. After the meeting, I left. He was very happy I showed up. I could see the pride in his face. This morning, I waited for Jeremy and didn't see him. I went to his house and was told he had gone to school. This is the first time in 2 months he is going without me. I am just worried. Really worried. My name is Eze chibuzo and I am the best at what I do. #Discipline #nakupenda
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  • #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.




    #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.
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