There was this time I called my babe, those random late night calls and she was so mute that I kept trying to force her to talk to me or say at least what was wrong, but she said there was nothing.
She kept giving me this monosyllabic response, and when I couldn't have it anymore for like 45mins, I told her good night and then ended the call.
Minutes later my phone beeped, she had sent me a long paragraph explaining what I did that got her in that mood, I read it and snubbed.
I then dropped a post on my status which was totally unrelated because it was about football.
30 mins, later.... she called and asked if I saw her message, I told her isn't it obvious I saw it?.... she asked why didn't I reply, I said nothing .... she tried to pick offense, I acted so unbothered, until she got angry and hung up.
Guess who showed up at my door first thing the next morning fresh Market Square bread and fresh tomatoes for egg sauce which is my favorite?
You definitely guessed right.....
A man who understands how easily girls sleep with a man they are interested in will never waste his time chasing them.
Women don't lay hard to get with men they want. They play easy to get.
"Come over," "I'm bored," "wyd tonight." she'll break her own rules for him.
- If you're texting paragraphs and she's replying with "OK," "K".... She's not interested.
- If you're planning dates and she's "busy" for 3 weeks.... She's no interested.
- If you're investing time, and she's investing nothing.... She's not interested.
Real men don't chase. Because chase is for things running away. And women don't run from men they want. They run to them.
I can’t believe men fought all night to justify sharing their friends’ secrets with their wives.
It’s madness.
This is why you will visit a friend sometimes, and his wife will start treating you like you both had a fight in her dream last night.
What do you expect her to do with a secret a friend shared with you in confidence?
She will most likely share it with her best friend, who will share it with another friend. Before long, it becomes public knowledge.
With all the daily happenings in Nigeria, the plenty reels online, and breakthroughs in science and technology, na your friend’s secret una dey use bond?
We really need Okonkwo from Things Fall Apart to come back and re-groom men
Let me share a short story, and I'll tell my wife for the first time today.
Some years ago, a married woman from the southeast of Nigeria approached me at a bar.
She told me that she had been noticing me because she lived close to the bar.
She came to Lagos and left her husband in the east with their children.
She narrated her ordeal to me, and that her husband asked her to move to Lagos to squat with a single male relative of hers and to find a job.
I'm trying not to reveal too much here.
She was very polite and didn't even come to have a drink or sit out.
So I asked her if she had found something to do. She said she cooks food and sells it by the roadside, but barely makes enough to support her family back in the east.
I don't know what touched my heart, but I took pity on her.
Remember when I made a post about women who hawk "Abacha" in marketplaces? Her story inspired it.
She told me that she wanted to move towards Alaba area so she could be making Abacha to sell to the traders there.
And she needed a truck to be pushing it around and little money to share the rent with someone that had promised to accommodate her.
I obliged her and gave her more than she said she needed.
A few weeks ago, this woman sent me pictures of herself and her children in a decent apartment around that area.
She had built and nurtured that business and had someone else who also hawks for her.
I asked about her husband; she said he refused to join her in Lagos, but they're still married.
I have not seen her again since that night at the bar.
End.
A single mother in her late 30s was dating a divorced man in his 60s.
He took good care of her and her child.
Infact, the child and the man had started doing father-child bonding, and he was even doing school runs.
He rented an apartment for her and furnished it and everything was good.
Single mother said that she wanted more and marriage.
Man wasn't interested in marriage but wanted to keep her as his mistress and said he doesn't want any child too.
Single mother got connected to a man living abroad, and the man came to Nigeria to see her.
The man promised her marriage and got her pregnant.
The other man warned her but she said she was "in love" with the abroad man.
Single mother carried the pregnancy to term and gave birth to the child.
Child developed complications and didn't survive after a few months.
Abroad man abandoned single mother and stopped picking her calls and blocked her.
Former man had moved on and dissociated himself from single mother and the child that he had bonded with for over two years.
Single mother could no longer afford the rent and school fees of the school where former man was graciously paying for.
Now single mother is living in regrets.
Man has found another mistress and is now bonding with the new mistress and her child.
New mistress lives pretty close to former mistress, and man goes to see new mistress in the full glare of former mistress, and has bought new mistress a car while former mistress treks and is looking dejected.
End.
@Ekitipikin@SportyBetNG@SportyBet why would you flag my ticket as lost when I played the option any team to score 2 or more goals in a row (No) on the USA vs Germany match that played today when none of them clearly scored 2 goals in a row?
My ticket ID is 583884
Last Thursday night I ran out of fuel on Third Mainland Bridge.
11pm.
Phone at 2%.
No powerbank.
I want to tell you what happened next.
I pushed the hazard lights on and sat in the car.
Trying to think.
Cars were flying past me.
Nobody slowed down.
Not one person.
Lagos at night on that bridge is a different kind of alone.After about 15 minutes I saw headlights slow down behind me.
A danfo bus.
Old. Battered. One headlight slightly dim.
The driver came down.
Big man. Rough looking. Dirty shirt. Chewing something.
My first thought was fear.
My second thought was I had no choice.He looked at my car.
Looked at me.
Said "fuel?"
I nodded.
He didn't say anything else.
Just went back to his bus.
I thought he was leaving.
He wasn't.He came back with a small gallon.
Maybe two liters.
Old plastic container with a rubber pipe attached.
Like he kept it specifically for situations like this.
He poured it into my tank without being asked.
Without negotiating.
Without even looking at me for approval.I started the car.
It came on.
I came down immediately and opened my wallet.
I had ₦15,000 on me.
I held it out to him.
He looked at the money.
Then looked at me.
And shook his head.I thought he wanted more.
I told him it was all I had.
He said "keep am."
Just like that.
Keep am.
I stood there confused.
This man just helped a stranger on a bridge at 11pm and didn't want anything.I asked him why.
He leaned against his bus.
Took a long breath.
And said something I have not stopped thinking about since.He said in 1998 he broke down on that same bridge.
Night time.
Pregnant wife in the passenger seat.
No phone. No money. No fuel.
He said he sat there for almost an hour crying and praying.Then a man in a big car stopped.
Suit and tie.
Looked like someone who had no business stopping for a danfo driver.
But he stopped.
Bought fuel from somewhere.
Came back.
Filled his tank.
Refused every kobo he offered.
Said only one thing before he drove off."Pass am forward."
That was it.
Pass am forward.
The man in the suit drove away and he never saw him again.
25 years he carried those three words.
Third Mainland Bridge.
Waiting for his own turn to use them.I stood on that bridge and didn't know what to say.
This man had been holding onto someone else's kindness for 25 years.
And he chose me to give it to.
A stranger in a car he had never seen before.He got back into his danfo.
Gave me one nod.
And drove off into the night.
I stood there watching his one dim headlight disappear.
Holding ₦15,000 I couldn't give away.I sat back in my car for a long time before I drove off.
Thinking about the man in the suit in 1998.
Who had no idea what he started.
A chain of kindness that crossed 25 years and found me on the same bridge.I don't know who that danfo driver is.
I don't know his name.
But somewhere in Lagos tonight he is driving that old bus.
With one dim headlight.
And a heart that has been quietly changing lives since 1998.
Pass am forward.
*What are you passing forward today*?
Karma!!!!!
You will definitely reap something some day.
Depends on what you have been sowing!!!!
Women reject broke men and call it standards. Men reject single moms and get called immature. Women reject short men and call it preference. Men reject overweight women and get accused of body shaming. The issue isn’t standards. The issue is who is allowed to have them.
When my sister wanted to buy land, she informed my parents.
My dad asked, “Is your husband aware?”
She said, “No.”
Dad replied, “Tell him first and get back to me.”
She never did.
Later, my dad found out through my brother and called her husband.
“Are you aware your wife bought land?”
The husband replied:
“No sir. But why would she do that? All the properties I buy are in both our names.”
My sister called my dad angrily:
“Dad, you want to scatter my marriage!”
My Dad answered her:
“You’re the one already scattering it.”
Twelve years later, she still thanks him. She said her friends had been advising her to buy property secretly.
If a man flirts with you knowing you have a boyfriend, he’s not thinking you’re an amazing woman.
He’s thinking you’re willing to entertain attention outside your relationship.
The moment he knows you’re taken and still shoots his shot, he’s not admiring your loyalty. He’s betting against it.
There is one Super Story intro where a father asked the son to jump down from the roof that he would catch him, and asked the son to jump, only for him to pull away as the son fell flat. He then told the son not to trust anybody, even him his father.
I always wanted to address that.
As a parent, one of the best things you can give and should give to your kids, is trust. You owe them a duty to get them to trust you. A child must be able to say without doubt that "my father/mother said this, they would do it." You will not understand the importance of it until it is too late. There is no moral lesson in that super story, it was simply bad parenting. If I ask my child to jump, he should have 100% faith that daddy would catch him.
I don't have a child yet, but I avoid lying to kids. I would rather a child says "Relax, if Uncle Wisdom said he would do it, he would surely do it." How much more my own child? There is something parents used to do when we were growing up, where they ask you to go get your slippers and before you come back, they have disappeared. I learnt from my brother not to do that. If he isn't taking his son along, he tells him straight up. The worst that would happen is that, he would cry. If he tells him to go get his slippers, he would wait for him where he is. The boy has learnt to trust that daddy is not leaving him behind if he goes to get his shoes. Trust is fickle, it is easy to lose it.
Children are impressionable beings, how do you want them to see you? You are the first line of trust for your own child. You shouldn't be teaching them not to trust you. With trust comes security. The are the adult, the responsibility is on you. Trust is not a gift. You have to earn it.
@TechCrushHQ This is a good time to bring back Area's comedy saying even though they lost this match, they played very very well. Their boys played with eh skill, integrity and passion.
Being in a serious relationship means moving with respect, not just freedom. Nobody’s controlling you, but some things simply stop being worth it when you value your partner. Before making a move, ask yourself: “Would I be okay if they did this?” That’s where real respect starts.
After NYSC, we returned to Lagos to start working.
There was no time my gf came to see me & I sent her tfare.
She would climb bike, enter danfo or keke to come see me.
And I'll fuck her very well & she would bring food.
Today as my wife, I have bought her two cars.
End.