Imagine if he had invested that N300k plus other monies he had been giving to her at just 24. By the time he gets to 30, with careful financial planning and discipline, he would be prepared to be a husband and father.
Let me repeat:
Your girlfriend is supposed to invest in you and make sacrifices for you, while you invest and sacrifice for the future of both of you.
But lack of patience and foresight and the love for toto is taking a huge toll on you young men.
And greed has taken a toll on you young girls.
A young man who is just starting life deserves to be in a relationship. It's how he would find his future wife and the mother of his future children.
It's not a period for him to waste scarce resources.
It's a period of vetting, cohabiting, helping each other, and living a prudent or frugal life..
Then he starts to build his life brick by brick while you, the girlfriend, support him, while he also leads you towards the right path and in line with your future goals and aspirations.
Stop all these transactional relationships you people are doing..
They're unhealthy, and they create unnecessary entitlement, lack of focus and misplaced priorities.
You should have sex if you want.
But sex should not be sold in your relationship.
He would always spend on you, but it should not be seen as a compensation for sex.
How will he spend on you?
1. When you go on dates.
2. When you cohabit with him from time to time.
3. When he wants to get you gifts.
4. Then occasionally dash you money.
Not him paying for your rent.
Not him buying expensive phones, hairs, shoes, bags etc.
Not him paying for your school fees.
And certainly not him buying you sanitary pads or feeding your family.
And all his earnings must be legitimate.
This is what young people in relationships should practice.
Contentment, discipline, and reasonable financial planning and future ambitions.
By the time you keep at it, you'd be building a healthy relationship and setting the proper foundations for your future, and possibly, marriage.
You would have earned your place, and be proud of yourselves.
Make no mistakes; you will definitely make mistakes.
You'll fight, quarrel, and even curse at each other.
It doesn't have to lead to breakups.
As long as no red lines are crossed.
Use each fight, quarrel, or misunderstanding as a teaching moment.
Where you have to apologize, do so.
Where you have to be accountable, do so.
Where you have to be transparent, do so.
This is my gospel for you all, this beautiful wet morning.
End.
SECURITY TIP
When you are in distress possibly at midnight, and you call a policeman you know, who probably may not be on duty and could be sleeping by that time, you will say I called the police no response. Here's is the tip. Please in any State you are, have your Police Command control room emergency number, and the phone number of the DPO in your Area. But the best line to call in case of an emergency is the control room phone number.
Delta State Police Command control room/Emergency numbers are
- 08036684974
-08114895600
-08025666914
SP EDAFE BRIGHT
PPRO DELTA STATE POLICE COMMAND
WHEN YOUR DOG LICKS YOUR SKIN,
MOST PEOPLE THINK IT'S JUST A KISS.
It's not.
What your dog is actually doing has more to do with instinct than affection.
Here's what they're really trying to tell you.
Today, something happened in the theatre that left every one of us speechless.
A young radiant woman, trembling and hopeful, was wheeled in for her elective Caesarean section.
Her file told a story most people will never fully understand.
IVF pregnancy.
Twin gestation.
11 years of infertility.
Eleven years of waiting.
Eleven years of negative pregnancy tests.
Eleven years of prayers whispered into pillows at night.
Eleven years of watching other people carry the blessings she longed for.
Then finally…
Two heartbeats appeared on the scan.
Twins.
The day she had dreamed about for more than a decade had finally arrived.
The theatre was calm.
The first baby came out.
A boy.
The second baby followed.
Another boy.
The room relaxed.
Everyone smiled behind their masks.
After all she had been through, this felt like the perfect ending.
Then something changed.
The surgeon suddenly stopped.
The atmosphere shifted.
He looked again.
Then he said words that made every person in that theatre freeze.
“Wait… that’s not the placenta.”
Silence.
The anesthetist looked up.
The nurses exchanged glances.
Nobody spoke.
For a few seconds, all we could hear were the monitors.
Then…
A cry.
Another cry.
A baby cry.
The entire theatre erupted.
There was a third baby.
A little girl.
The scan said twins.
The womb said triplets.
After 11 years of infertility, she didn’t just receive a blessing.
She received more than she asked for.
Two boys.
One girl.
The mother kept repeating the same words through tears:
“Three babies?
You mean three babies?”
And honestly, many of us were fighting back tears ourselves.
Because in that moment, the operating theatre no longer felt like just another hospital room.
It felt like a reminder that sometimes life delivers surprises no scan can predict.
To every woman still waiting, praying, believing, and hoping…
Your story is not over.
Some blessings take longer because they arrive carrying more than you expected.
May your testimony make people speechless.
In 1987, Baba Adeleke bought land in Ibeju-Lekki.
It cost him ₦12,000.
He was a primary school teacher. It took him three years to save that money.
He built nothing on it. Just held it. Told his four children it was their future.
He died in 2019 believing he had given them something.
He had no idea what he had actually given them.
🧵 A thread.
In 1987, Baba Adeleke bought land in Ibeju-Lekki.
It cost him ₦12,000.
He was a primary school teacher. It took him three years to save that money.
He built nothing on it. Just held it. Told his four children it was their future.
He died in 2019 believing he had given them something.
He had no idea what he had actually given them.
🧵 A thread.
Good morning all.
Attached herewith is a picture of an elderly man believed to be in his 70s.
He was brought to Langbasa Divisional Police Headquarters at about 2015hrs Wednesday 03/06/2026, by a civic minded commercial tricyclist.
He is hale and hearty but apparently suffers neurocognitive decline ie, dementia.
He can not remember his name, address or relatives and has no phone on him.
He also can not remember any phone number or useful information which may aid reunification efforts.
We are all by this notice, kindly enjoined to push his picture ACROSS ALL PLATFORMS in the hope that it may reach his relatives and or anyone with useful information about him.
Thank you all.
SUPOL 144, LANGBASA.
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This evening, I was at Ikeja with my car rewire guy and I witnessed firsthand how all the mechanics apprentices in that big yard kept warning each other off some cars. “Don’t open that car, mosquitoes will enter”. I was wondering, if mosquitoes enter nko, what will happen?
Then they made me realize they all sleep in different cars everyday and only go home at the end of the year except there’s an emergency at home. Like, that’s where they live.
I nearly ran mad. Are you joking? You need to see how they guide their cars like it’s their mini home. Realizing where they all came from, it’s almost impossible to go home everyday due to cost and who will rent apartment for you in Ikeja? They took turns narrating all the styles they use to sleep. Imagine the inconvenience sitting to sleep everyday and they somehow still send money home.
The life of men just hard anyhow.
On a Tuesday morning in Abuja, a 34-year-old engineer named Kelechi Eze kissed his wife goodbye, dropped his daughter at school, and drove to work.
He never made it.
By 9am, he was in the back of an unmarked Toyota Hilux.
No warrant. No explanation.
Just two men in plain clothes who said four words:
“Come with us now.”
Look at this oversized Buffalo.
Delta State is retrogressing. The roads are terrible. There are no jobs. The economy is shit despite being an oil producing state and receiving the second highest allocation.
Is this what you were voted to do? Useless piece of shit!