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Women are brutal when they want to move on
It doesn’t matter what you have done or sacrificed in the past
A movie had to remind me of this
In the movie, a man lost his pregnant wife and child
And he was a medical doctor and wa in charge of the delivery
So both died in his hands
A colleague of his was always in love with him
Always supported him yet two years later he still didn’t like her
An unkept, rude pregnant woman packed into the estate
They initially hated each other because the woman was really rude
After a while they became friends
And normal Nigerian movie they fell in love😂
Then labour came one night, and he delivered the baby
All good. He started taking care of the child and mother
Then baby daddy surfaced from no where claiming to be wrongfully arrested
She forgave him and pushed the doctor away
Despite all the help he rendered
No surprise actually
When women think they have found your replacement, they are ruthless in moving on
I have seen this in real life
Doctor was heartbroken. His colleague was there again consoling him
But he just couldn’t see her as more than a friend
One day she picked her baby daddy’s call and realised he also impregnated another lady and ran away
Which is exactly what he did to her
So he drove her from the house
The part I didn’t think was possible was that she went back to Doctor
Then Doctor asked her to marry him while ignoring his fine supportive colleague which made no sense
But he preferred a single mother
This to me is impossible but people think it is possible
What do you guys think?
Photo credit
A screenshot from the movie
I may not like Real Madrid or Barcelona, but when it comes to Barcelona, I despise them more than any non-Premier League club.
That institution is the Embodiment of Hypocrisy.
The life most of us are living now is very similar to the average life we swore not to live. E.g
- Meat as reward for eating
- Gen is put on by 7pm and off by 10pm
- Chicken only on sundays
- Add your examples
But they had one thing: security
This country is a mess😔
I was sick for a few days
Nothing else mattered at that point
Not money, not my job, not my x analytics
All I prayed for was quick recovery
Please take care of your health
Good health is really underrated
Good night and sleep well
The year is 2010
I just went off campus and was feeling like a big boy
Then I realized why parents were sceptical about allowing their children stay off campus
We had this couple, well they were not officially married but they lived as one.
They were in the same Department and lived together.
What went on between them was truly embarrassing that it is part of why I fear having a daughter
The guy only ate fresh meals so every morning she would go to the market to buy stuffs and cook
Then the boy will eat, prepare for school and leave
While the babe will stay back, clean and then go late for school
This was a daily activity and some days she won’t even go at all
What made it more painful was they they were classmates in the same Department
Person daughter o🫣
They would come back together, she would cook again, the guy would bang her (they were really loud) and then sleep off or play video games
Then she starts to clean and all that “wifey” duties
Person wey dem send go school 😭
This continued for as long as I could remember
The boy graduated in 2013, served and got married in 2017.
Before you ask, he didn’t marry the girl😭
Then she struggled with extra years and finally graduated in 2016
Anyway I knew this because it was when I returned for my masters
As at the last time we chatted on facebook in 2022, the girl was not married
But who will marry her na cos their gist was all over the campus?
This kind of relationship happens all the time in universities
She was even lucky that she didn’t get pregnant
Or maybe she did and removed it but I don’t know
If you can, it is better your children stay in hostels inside especially your female children
A lot of atrocities happens in off campuses and girl children often times suffer more.
Whatever you do, please don’t be that girl.
Think of your future because very few school relationships if any end up in marriage
I wish you well
Photo credit
My humble self in 2012 celebrating a friend’s matric😂
N.B. Before you laugh bring your 2012 picture let’s compare 😂
Back in 2023 when I was grinding in China, I used to wake up 2am to watch Real Madrid Champions League matches because of the time difference.
Today I’m sitting here, watching my club drop €150M bombs and Atlético replying with full comedy statement + 😂😂😂emojis.
Life don sweet pass jollof!
Florentino no dey beg anybody.
From small screen in China to this era… Hala Madrid till I die🙌
Who get similar club + life journey story?"
It is midnight (12:49 am) in Nigeria
I am here wondering if there is anything the Nigerian Government will do to us that we won’t adjust to
- Corruption: We adjusted
- Stealing: We adjusted
- Fuel prices: We adjusted
- Gas price: We adjusted
- 2020 endsar tollgate: We adjusted
- Covid 19 palliatives: We adjusted
- Insecurity: We adjusted
- Forgery: We adjusted
- Stolen mandate: We adjusted
- Rigged elections: We adjusted
- Hike in school fees: We adjusted
- Weird tax laws: We adjusted
- Poor minimum wage: We adjusted
- Partisan Inec Chairman: We adjusted
- Even the attached picture: We adjusted
Genuine question: Is there anything Nigerians won’t adjust to?
Hello X family
I didn’t wake up to 8k followers but I now have 8k followers😂🥂
Thank you to my followers, mutuals and the X family
I can’t believe I now have 8k candidates for wealth and prosperity following me but it is what it is
Thank you🙏🏾
Dear Parents, students and lovers of honesty
A sad stuff just happened now😔
A man came to school to verify why his son had not graduated despite collecting school fees for 6 years
The worst part is that because the man is an illiterate, his son has been collecting first and 2nd semester school fees differently even though Universities pay per session instead of semester.
When he met me as the Exam Officer, I told him son only registered for first year
And then told us he wrote Jamb and changed to Agricultural Economics
When we investigated, the boy did not write any JAMB and was not registered in Agricultural Economics
He only mentioned Agricultual Economics because he wanted to mention a 5 year course so that he can collect money for as long as possible as if his father would never find out
So 6 years later, the man has wasted millions yet the boy has no degree
It is not like the boy even invested the money. Just alcohol, sex and smoking😩
The man looked at his son and told him: “what I owe you is a degree and as far as I am concerned, I have settled you. Whatever you want to do with your life, I wish you well son”💔
The poor man was just a mechanic who was desperate for all his children to be literates😭
Dear Parents
Many of your children collecting money from you for school fees and books are not even students. I know you are busy but please find time to check their schools
Dear Students
It is unfair to put your parents through hell after all they have done for you.
If you are towing this path, please change your ways.
May God help us all
Is Africa cursed?
Why do we channel all our energies to negative things ?
Have you ever taken a look at the working mechanism of a car?
Cut one tiny wire and that huge car won’t start again
Tells you the level of “witchcraft” needed to build a car
But our witches in Africa specialize in nonsense
You would be in Abia and kill someone in Lagos
Or stay in village and use rain to spoil someone’s event
How can you be so powerful and it is only negative things you channel your energy to?
One more time I ask
Is Africa cursed?
I am where I am buying suya
Two young boys were buying suya too
Plus or minus they should be around 20 years old
And they were discussing to the point I was tempted to slap one
For ease of understanding, the guy buying would be referred to as “Guy A” while his friend would be “Guy B”
The one paying for the suya (Guy A) said this to his friend.
“Omo this 15k suya wey I buy na make my girl wey I import from Owerri enjoy wella”
Guy B then asked him: “what if she no open for you”?
Guy A: “Dem no born am well. Wetin she think say I pay transport from Owerri to Enugu for”?
Guy B: “That one dey sha. But guy how you go recover your school fees”?
Guy A: “I carry 70k inside am play 3 odds. No issues at all”
In my mind I was like this one’s mum might be frying akara while the father might be a bus driver just so their stupid son will go to school 😭
One more time I would say this: Parents who successfully raise decent children in the 21st century should be called miracle workers
It is well o.
Na small thing I for collect the guy number make I know whether e enter or cut😂
Nigeria used to be so safe that in 2006, my school suspended me indefinitely and simply pushed me outside the school gate.
I was about 13 or 14 years old.
No parent was called.
No guardian was informed.
Just "leave the school."
A short story. 🧵
My crime?
Playing paper ball in class.
The worst part is I was in the class but not playing but all of us were assumed to be culprits
For those who don't know, paper ball was our version of football when we had no access to real football
You squeeze papers together, wrap them with masking tape, use classroom tables as goalposts and play (See attached picture for reference)
Unfortunately, a seminarian caught us.
We were taken to the principal.
Instead of punishment ending there, we became labourers.
The school was constructing a building.
For days, we carried sand, cement and building materials on our heads.
Friday.
Saturday.
Sunday.
By Sunday, we thought our punishment was over.
Monday morning came.
Assembly ground.
The principal announced that we had been suspended indefinitely.
Looking back, what shocks me is not even the suspension.
It is what happened next.
Nobody called my parents.
Nobody asked who would take us home.
Nobody cared how children would travel hundreds of kilometres.
We were simply escorted outside the school gate.
There we were.
A few teenagers.
No phones.
No money.
No plan.
Just standing outside a school wondering what to do next.
One of my friends, Asu, suggested we go to his house in Auchi.
We met complete strangers driving a tipper truck.
Imagine doing this today.
We explained our situation.
They believed us.
And they helped us.
We were in a tipper with total strangers for over 1 hour
No suspicion.
No fear.
No kidnapping concerns.
No "don't talk to strangers."
They simply saw children in trouble and helped.
We got to Auchi safely.
I slept in my friend's family house.
His father welcomed me like one of his own.
Again, imagine that happening today.
The next day, they put me inside a vehicle heading home.
It was a two and half hours journey.
That was it.
No tracking.
No GPS.
No phone calls every 30 minutes.
Just trust.
When I got home, my parents could not believe what they were seeing.
Their son had travelled back alone after being suspended.
And somehow, everybody involved expected that things would work out.
The principal was wrong.
Very wrong.
No child should be put in that situation.
It is even worse that he is a catholic priest.
I would talk about how wicked he was one day
But that is not the point of this story.
The point is this:
Nigeria was so safe that people didn't even imagine the dangers we now think about every day.
Back then, during catechism classes, we would stand by lonely roads and beg strangers for lifts.
And they would stop.
And take us.
And nothing happened.
Today, many parents cannot comfortably allow their children travel the same routes alone.
Not because parents changed.
Because the country changed.
Sometimes I think about that journey and realize something:
The biggest difference between Nigeria then and Nigeria now is not technology.
It is trust.
We lost trust in strangers.
Trust in roads.
Trust in journeys.
Trust in safety.
I am grateful I made it home safely.
But whenever I remember that story, I also remember a Nigeria that felt far less fearful than the one we live in today.
God help us.