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diabeticdeals:I don't even know what to say again. Life is dealing with me seriously and sometimes, I just feel like drinking something and leave this world |
MaxInDHouse:I enjoyed your comment. I love JW all over the world. |
This story is a.i generated one. Concorted and fabricated story |
RillJ:Show mercy sir |
IgOga:Please Sir, show Mercy |
TheBillyonaire:Nawa o |
This is good for Democracy |
TheBillyonaire:Please check notifications |
obonujoker:You're right Sir |
LordIsaac:Even some individuals are very terrible. People who are churchy and seeing them from afar, you'll think they have sense of compassion and Godliness, but when u get closer, you'll realize they are even worse than the devil |
Growing up, I was brought up to love God and do the things of God as written in the Bible. I grew up with my uncle and his wife who are now late but were members of the Methodist church of Nigeria (MCN). I went through the Sunday sch and fulfilled all the required formalities. I dare not miss church on a Sunday except I was incapacitated. I was meant to grow in same fashion, but after I left the house as soon as I became an adult and could now fend for myself, I began to realize some things about most Christians and how hypocritical and judgemental they are. To be frank with you, there's no love among christians anymore. In fact, the church is now the home of Hate. The Theatre of Gossips. The epicenter of Grudges and all forms of evil. Some time ago, a young man lost his mum and his friends on the streets donated funds for him to support the burial of his mum, I watched and observed in amazement as to how people who aren't believers would show such love. Whereas, in today's churches, nobody even bothers to send you condolence messages talk less of assisting you. The "Street guys" show more to themselves than Brethren in the church. I have seen women who can't stop gisting Inside the church while the pastor is on the altar preaching. After the service, same group of women father to gossip about other members. Some go there to show off their new wrappers and to be hailed that this dress looks good on them. Some lie, by coming up with fake or exaggerated testimonies just to boost their egos. If you go for counselling and reveal some of your personal details to a Pastor, be rest assured that your story would go viral. Street people will hear. First, the pastor will share your story with his wife or husband. And the wife will also tell her friends. On Sunday, your story becomes a reference to their sermons. Some pastors commit worse atrocities than even the devil himself. If as a Christian and a believer, there's no significant difference between you and a nonbeliever, then you're just wasting your time. These days, I would rather confide in a total stranger than a pastor or self-acclaimed believer. |
jesusjnr2020:I hope it's not by mouth, cos majority of Christians are so wicked |
Today, Christianity isn't what it used to be |
IgOga:Please show Mercy |
weslay:"You're feeling sad for their husbands". Same way another man could be feeling sad for you. Pray your wife isn't what you just described about other married women. |
KingDashx:I swear. Your pocket go hear am |
Yesterday on Nairaland's front page, I read with utter dismay and trepidation, the story of a young promising guy who took his life by resorting to suicide due to his academic struggles. He wanted to become a medical doctor and had failed same course twice and was asked to repeat. He got frustrated, depression crept in, his mental health was jeopardized and he couldn't open up to anybody. He then decided to take the easier route to Exit the world. I am compelled to believe that, his parents asked him to study Medicine and not out of his own decision. I guess he had other dreams. Also given the fact that his father is a medical doctor, he wanted his son to succeed him. It's all good. But parents must understand that their children mustn't be compelled to do some of these things. We all have different purposes here on Earth. My sympathies to his immediate and extended family members. Rest in peace Bro. Reading that tragic story reminded me of my own sad story as an undergraduate two years back. From the beginning, the odds were completely against me to further my studies as I had no supporter or sponsor. After secondary school, I decided against going further, not because I hated school but because going to the university was a difficult task that I wouldn't want to undertake, given the financial implication. on a second thought, I felt I was too brilliant to settle as an SSCE Holder. People advised that I go further. So I worked some years and saved some money, wrote Jamb and gained admission in the East. I paid everything that needed to be paid for in my first year. Tuition fees were paid in sessions and not semesters. My CGPA was 3.65 at the end of my 100 level. My course was a four year course. In 200 level, I failed a course. I registered for it the next session. You know, if you fail a second semester course, you'll have to register for a resit in the next second semester. I rewrote and passed. In 300 level, we discovered five of my results were missing. No scripts. They said I didn't sit for the exams. It wasn't funny at all. After all efforts to resolve this issue, and no headway, I had to rewrite these five courses. While trying to register these five courses, I had to drop four of my current courses to accommodate the five so as not to exceed the maximum credit unit. Same year, I ran out of funds to continue and I dropped out. I sought for a deferment of an entire session to enable me work. After a year, I went back and continued. In 400level, I couldn't register the other courses I had initially dropped to accommondate the missing results. Due to this, I already knew I would be having a spill. After my mates graduated, I knew I was staying behind. I paid another sessions fees and registered those courses, I rewrote, did clearance and was awaiting NYSC mobilization. While waiting, I was told my CCE(cumulative credit earned) wasn't complete and there was a course I don't write earlier. This point, I resorted to prayers. I took another course, registered it, paid half fees and wrote. While awaiting NYSC, there was an elective course I didn't offer in 100 level. A mandatory elective course, but in our departmental handwork, it was optional. I was asked to register it. At this point, I gave up because I was already tired and wanted to end my life. I left the school entirely for many years and didn't look back. I had nobody to believe my story. Many thought to themselves that I never even went to sch in the first place. Some said I was a cultist and had been expelled long ago. But my joy was that nobody said I was too dull to not graduate since I loved education a lot. My siblings started disrespecting me, everyone saw me as irresponsible. I was just on my own. I even went to stay with a friend in another state and changed my line, I left social media completely cos I was seeing my mates who had completed their NYSC and some were already getting married and working. It was after three years that I went Back to same sch to write that elective course. Did clearance again. It took another one year for the Senate to approve my results and include my name on the graduation list. Initially, it was said that my studentship had elapsed since I had overstayed. For a four year course, maximum duration was six years. But I spent 10 whole years trying to graduate. When I checked the NYSC portal and saw my name on the mobilization list, I almost fainted. I cried. I thanked God. When I informed those who gave up on me, they still didn't believe it. It was when I got to the camp and posted photos of myself in khaki 7/7 that they all believed. I had every reason to take my own life, but I didn't. Others In my situation would have given up or committed suicide. I want to advise that no matter what we are passing through, we must be strong and hope that we'll surely overcome in the end. God has plans for us. Good plans. One thing was, during my time, our results were never pasted. You would only go to the exam officer and he'll tell you your grades verbally. Sometimes, you don't even get to see him for weeks. A long queue at his office and mistakes were certainly bound to occur when he's calling out your results. |
What are these lies that some ladies tell us which we all know they are lies, yet, we act like we believe them. A lady would have multiple body counts, but when she meets a guy, she could claim she's a virgin and in some cases, lie that she has only had just 3 body counts all her life. Ladies also lie a lot about their Age. Most ladies never exceed the age of 24. Year in, year out, their ages remain constant. Tell us more of these lies. Babes and Lamba na 5&6 Mynd44 Lalasticlala Nlfpmod
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IgOga:Good observation. Please why not try to respond? |
RillJ:😂😂 Please try to respond |
richiemcgold:I spent ten years on a four year course. You can imagine that. I almost kpaied myself because everyone thought I didn't even go to sch at all that I was only deceiving them. My siblings deserted me, nobody believed me. I couldn't open up to anyone cos I didn't know how to make Dem understand. I had lots of missing scripts that were discovered missing in my final year. The story is too long jare. But I thank God I was able to graduate with an upper |
Amaoforka:This is my story right now |
No wedding is ever perfect. But I thank God for your Life. I don't know the year I'll ever marry because this life is not easy. Not easy at all. And nobody is coming to pull me out of this poverty |
IgOga:Please try to respond to our private conversation |
Ance4Liverpool:God bless you too Sir. A new Nigeria is Possible |
IgOga:Why are you doing this Sir? |
RillJ:Good morning, please recheck |
The economic situation of Nigeria has not only flogged me, but destroyed me and my family |
RillJ:Always looking forward to reading your comment |
IgOga:Let love lead Sir. |

