made4naijamusic: A video making the rounds on social media has captured the moment a woman bumped into her husband having lunch with his side chick at a restaurant.
The angry wife who couldn’t stand her husband with another woman landed serious slaps on his face. She asked him how he would have the guts to take a lady out while she is still alive.
She also bathed her husband with the plate of soup which he bought from the restaurant and asked him to meet her at home as she dashed out of the restaurant.
Onlookers at the restaurant inquired from the man how he married such a woman as a wife, while laying insults on her for her attitude.
CeeJay9ja: A Muslim lady by name " Haya" took to Twitter to vent her experience with Rapist during her visit to Umrah. Some of her Muslim brothers said she was lying but other Muslim women said they experienced the same thing.
Here is a screenshot of the story....
https://twitter.com/hayasaleemi/status/1265787140153237504?s=19[/quote]Why is she crying out? Nah new thing? People wey dey wear hijab, them dey sammer them pri....ck for public and private places, every day of the week.... Just like nuns wey dey wear them overall up and down..... Everybody dey collect pri...ck and sexual harassment... Doesn't it make it ok but nah normal thing!
Hightser: Hello guys, so I'm skeptical about this decision I'm about to take, my girlfriend will be joining the next batch of NYSC and I have been thinking of telling her to work it to Lagos.
Truth is, she learned fashion design sometime and she likes modelling for clothing brands and she teaches too, I believe with all of this she stands a chance of getting something tangible in Lagos than going to serve in one village.
My fear is this, (I recently got an accommodation, a single room self contain on the island, haven't even told her yet) So I need time to plan my future, I'm not fit financially to start fending for someone, if I am then my younger sister should be the one to come over ( though her service year is next year)
But if my gf is to come here, the agreement will be clear and concise, you fend for yourself while I fend for myself, don't worry, the relationship is that defined and she understands.
My reason of wanting to do this for her is cause she has been very nice to me and she has helped me out financially and otherwise in the past though I repaid her.
But guys, my major fear is living with a girl in the same house, won't attachment get serious, what if she gets pregnant? I don't want anything to hinder my plans, I'm 29 actually and I'm not planning to settle down anytime soon.
mikeybrainy: For me I wouldn't try it, I can never marry someone like my mom. If I try that I would end up in an asylum.
She is a good mother, though not perfect (nobody is).
Some of my reasons are:
Nagging (like the neigbours can narrate everything happening in our house if asked to) Involving strangers in family issues (like she says everything)
She can't ever take the blame for anything (blames everyone for her woes, and she is never wrong)
She wants to collect back every single penny she spends in the house (which is impossible) Incites the children against their father (never realized this until I grew up and started thinking like a man, and honestly I'm sorry for all the ways I have acted to my dad, though my own is still fair, my siblings have complete disregard for their father)
Other things too that I can't mention here (makes me feel ashamed.
I realized all these when I started looking at everything from the lens of a struggling husband and father, and I'm still contemplating if marriage is worth it after all, I might as well stay single.... (I only date and break up with girls in my mind, Lol) cos I don't think its worth all the stress. Growing up in a broken, dysfunctional home is hard (sighs).
I wouldn't put all the blame on my Mom but I have resolved not to imbibe my dad's bad habits too (I can't even drink 1% alcohol not because I can't or it's bad, but I run away from it when I think of the things dad would have achieved, if he were not addicted to it)
I met him while I was serving, he was nice and the only friend I had, I served in a village. While we were serving he doesn’t give me much, I practically kinda fed him cause he was always in my place. He had a roommate and I didn’t. Before he gives me any money we always had issues, not like he doesn’t hv to give. He just doesn’t want to. I don’t even ask for much.
After service we continued dating, he had no job so I told him to get a teaching job he said never ever, he rather follow he’s friends up and down , I kept quite watching what his plans maybe, I hv never asked him for a dim since we finished service mid last year, got a teaching job so taking care of myself.
My birthday would be coming up, his just passed, I told him that I would be expecting some cash on my birthday. We talked today and he’s telling me he spent all he’s money for he’s birthday, that if money comes he will send but right now he has no money, placing me on the probability table, so I said u couldn’t keep the one u would send me, he said people were buying drinks and buying drinks and he couldn’t tell them to stop. Am like are u serious ? I had to remind him that my birthday is few days away and he started saying he won’t be able to send anything. I told him without him doing the needful that there is no us.
Am tired, he has no vision, No focus , no aim , he depends on his friends and it's annoying. I think about he’s future more than he does , he’s always in the present. He’s making me feel like a bad person that he would make it. I hope he makes it but the relationship is so draining and I am 100% faithful to someone with no sense of reasoning. He’s Saying I am dating someone that’s why I want to leave him. He isn’t even addressing the issue we hv on ground .
I will be brief with my writeup as much as possible so I can explain my connection with this lady.
My single mom gave me away at a tender age of 5 to her elder brother (financial difficulties i assume), this ''aunty'' happens to be the wife of this my mother's elder brother.
Aready they had 4 children, all boys.
The home was a tough upbringing with strict rules about socialising, we weren't allowed to bring friends home or go to friends places. It was pretty strict and my uncles wife i would say was the mastermind of it all, she was strict and mean maybe because it was a house of 5 boys.
Growing up in my uncles home, I wouldn't say I was treated diffrently because I always got matching outfits with my uncle's children during christmas, gifts during christmas, same portions of food BUT IN ALL I was always scared of doing somethings my cousins would do. I didn't feel free growing up, i felt diffrent from them. In some cases they attended the best schools than I (but I never attended a govt. school or a bad private school).
It's like if their school fees was 1m naira per term, mine would be 150,000 per term.
I lived with them until I was about 16 or 17 and one morning I woke up and they said i was going back to my mother at 15 or 16 like any kid, you would start to develop conscience (sense), maybe breaking some rules and being stubborn just like their own kids. This I assume was why they wanted to send me back to my mother OTHERWISE I CAN THINK OF NOTHING ELSE I DID WRONG OR DIFFRENT.
In all of these years living with them, I saw my mother as a strange person. I had no motherly connection with her. My anty to me, was my real mother. Whenever we went visiting my mother in very rare occasions, it was always awkward.
Well long story short, I found myself back in my mother's arms, to a new environment i knew nothing about and starting to learn to live with a woman called my mother. I was naive, had no choice but to accept realities on ground. Do you know that feeling of living in a pouch house and wake up next morning in a 1 room surrounded by thick bushes. Yes that was the change.
I was enrolled into a school, my uncle was repeatedly forced to send/ pay my schoolfees until i was in ss3 and i called him to inform him about waec enrolment. He told me on the phone ''all the exams i have been writing, how many have i passed'' and that was it. He never sent a dime anymore meanwhile at this point his children, my cousins were already miles ahead of me suddenly in education. When i left the home, the eldest son went to canada to school, the second who is my agemate was already in a private uni in Nigeria and the 3rd who i am senior to with a year is preparing to go to ukraine for school and years later the last born who i spoonfed and chewed meat for attended uni in Ghana.
Well long story short, since my uncle had failed me. My mother said it was time i go to my father. My father was old retired pensioner. My mother took me to him, as expected awkward encounter. I have never known this man, no memory of him. Well he said he would find my enrolment money and he did, he later passed on a year or two later.
I enrolled waec and pased in one sitting, thanks to miracle centres.
PS: i must say i was never an intelligent student. i wasn't even average but i wasn't the poorest and neither of my uncles children were better. We were all poor educationally.
Long story short another uncle sprang up and paid for my university diploma which i later acquiried.
YEARS LATER my uncle and aunty decided to move back to our home town, please note the home my mother stayed in was this my uncles home. It was the boy quarters, the main house was not even in sight as at the time i was returned to my mother. We did series of bush clearing and snakes killing lol. well my uncle returned home town after retirement and setup the main structure ( a 5 bed room duplex) and thats were they lived while i and my mother lived in the BQ.
I WAS very angry with myself that i happened to still live with them AGAIN, i needed to get out of their sight, my condition was bad. i was a mere teacher to some rickety school. In all of this my uncle's wife always ensured she knew what i was upto and she derived satisfaction when she knew i wasn't doing better than her kids who were all abroad. i turned to their errand boy again after years of neglect. i was very angry with myself and needed to save to get out of the house.
Well i did manage to save up and leave the house and i promised myself never to return to that house. i felt neglected, i felt they sent me away because the goodthings were coming and they couldn't bear to see me share in them because to me they were my parents.
YEARS LATER, my aunty was sick with cancer please note before i left the home, my uncle and aunty always sent me to travel journeys to get them medicines from a monastry. i attended such trips severally and ran other seperate errands but i never dared to drive their car talkless ask for the key. i always washed their car in the mornings, i would never also dare to see myself in the living room of the duplex with the remote in hand. when they moved back to the hometown, that fear in my childhood started again but this time i was mature enough to know i would never m amount to anything in life if i continued this again hence the reason i needed to move out.
So my aunty sickness grew worse, the husband flew her to india and back but the sickness grew worse. in all of this cancer times i never went back to the house to see her. I only heard of her conditions from my siblings (my half siblings, my mother was married to 3 men in diffrent years and she had only me for my father, another for another man and 3 for another man, i was the lastborn of all).
Then my aunty died. The day she died, i saw her in my dreams and she was crying saying ''she forgave me''. A day or two later i went to my sisters store and she told me of my aunty death, i went to my rented apartment and cried profusely. i later summouned courage and maybe sympathy and went to my uncles house and i cried before my uncle and told him to forgive me too for all abandoning them all this while.
NOW ABOUT MY AUNTY SAYING SHE FORGAVE ME IN THE DREAM: i did not do her any wrong neither did i wish death on her. All her life her greatest fear was maybe i would become greater than her children. She loved these comparisms, i was never wicked to her, i never cursed her, i was never rude to her unless i some instances when she sends me errands and i tell her i have other things to do.... Otherwise i never was negative to her instead she is the one nobody likes, by nobody i mean my uncles family. Nobody talks good of her, they say she controls my uncle and also squandered his money but in all of this i never spoke of my experiences living with them and somethings they did wrong that made me feel diffrent, i did not even tell you guys neither have i told my mother ever. i don't see them as anything that would stop my growth in life. i hate to talk about the bad in people.
WELL BACK TO REASON THE TOPIC WAS CREATED, why do i keep repeatedly seeing her in my dreams even after her death and its always on a negative role. its either in the dream she still plays mother, or she is gossip about me in the dream or she is against me in the dream, just think of anything negative in a dream and she will be the mastermind. This is really beginning to worry me. Why is she still attached to me in the dreams?
After she died, her husband, my uncle started his own sickness but has been sick for years now, he is bed ridden. The family has repeatedly asked him if there is anything he and his late wife did in the past to amount such sickness were he is living in pain but refused to die and he would not answer. One time they said, he said ''it was out of ignorance'' and thats all he ever said about anything.
It will also be good to note that of all my 4 cousin brothers and i today, i am the most successful by far.
i just finished my house (a 3bedroom, 2 bedroom, 1 bedrrom bungalow) january this year i bought my 3rd car. i travel round the world effortlessly. YES I DID TURN OUT FAR BETTER THAN MY COUSINS WHO YOU KNOW HAD THE BEST EDUCATION.
I don't want to talk of their conditions, lets concentrate on me.
So this is my much writeup... I had to skip many things so you can bear to read but please be free to ask me questions.
Why do I repeatedly see my aunty in my dreams.... just before this writeup, i had just woken up from another dream she was present in, she was whispering to the ears of a very good friend of mine and then the friends turned to me and was like '' ah cahrles na so you be''?...and i was angry and was like '' how can you believe something someone you just met told you against i your best friends word'' and minutes later dream ended and i woke up.
At this point i am thinking of going spiritual to know why this is happening but this will be a first in my life. There are two popular places i have never being in my life until lately last year... One is a shrine and the other is a police station. Last year was my first time to be in a police station. I was driving my unregistered car. That was my offence.
angelEmade: Actually I am a sex expert myself and i have given a lot of great advises to my friends in the past.I am also a student in the medical field and I am quiet good at what I do. I am not a typical 'holy' or 'deeper life' girl but I am not wayward at all...I only do two things, business and facing my studies. So I am just saying I don't do celibacy but i don't go around for sex either. In fact if virginity mean you have not been penetrated, then I am a complete virgin. Back in high school days the guys in my class - I stroked their ding dong though...but i have rules...no matter how moved you are, there must be no touching. The thing is while I did it for fun, I was never moved in anyway. I never, even for once thought a guy's antics could move me. It happened maybe once or twice though but the few instances when my hormones were making me super sexy were those times when i was with fellow female classmates. I am not a lesbian seriously but I doubt if i can resist the touch of a girl. Okay, it is what it is...but really I don't see myself that way. So that was me while growing up. Being an endowed lady (backside) with a moderately firm standing b*** got a lot of 'sex-her' looks...like every guy in the street keeps making you out to be a sex tool or something with their probing eyes...twas so annoying then later funny...then later...i felt proud of it cux every I go, it's like some sort of attention or something. Well it also means why freedom was restricted.
So recently, i started noticing big changes in me...not physically but mentally. The feelings for guys seem to be overwhelming me now. I still fancy my girlfriends though even in a much romantic way but this man feelings...it's stronger now. It all started two weeks ago during these lockdown orders. I was on my bed with a bum-short and maybe a very transparent top when my cousin just walked in...He wanted to make his friend say hi I quickly wrapped myself with a towel. Just as soon as my cousin was going to introduce him, dad called out to him from downstairs and he ran all along to answer the call. I beckoned on this new guy to have his seat by the side of my bed. It's only a nice thing to do right? And he looks young and innocent my cousin told me later on that he is only seventeen. A year younger to my cousin and three years younger compared to me.
So while my cousin was in the first guest receiving room downstairs, his friend and I had a long chat. Mostly about his studies and how my naughty cousin is doing in school. Somewhere into the chat, he passed a comment and said I have fresh laps and a cute face. I blushed and even hugged him...like really, i did all that feeling like oh my gosh! what a young innocent cute boy...bla bla bla. But the real problem started when during the hug, this young guy actually pressed my boobs. Honestly I was dumbfounded. I had no idea what to do...and i felt some sort of electricity down my spine. Like i quivered and shivered I started looking at him in a somewhat shy way. He quickly apologized...to which i told him calmly that he doesnt have to. Like I didn't even know why i told him that. Then he went on to ask if I have a boyfriend...I quickly explained to him that i don't do guys. He seemed to understand. He moved closer on the bed...rubbing my legs towards the zip of my bum! I had to gently remove his hand an stood up to start escorting him downstairs. As i stood..he gently hugged me against the wall and actually tried doing a kiss...I tried avoiding it but later on gave in. Then i started wondering what was happening, I never believed i could do all of that with a guy...or was it because he is a young lad? senses came back into me...like...my cousin could actually run back inside anytime (that crazy boy always do that) So i pushed him back and was like stop this! But honestly by this time his hand was practically on my n*** one thing though I do not feel violated at all. In fact, I think I violated him.
We did went downstairs, had a long long chat with the family including all my cousins and he was very friendly. He did many amazing things and in all debate and argument we had, he was always taking my sides. In fact when my cousin and I were on the piano, he was humming to my own play and rested his arm on my shoulder all along. There was even a family fight we had and aiiish..there was a little rough play lol. He was just all over me.
Now thinking about all this...i get wet! last night i was twisting my legs even while at the dinning with the family just because i remembered him. Even my cousin is beginning to suspect cux I keep asking him when m going to see his friend again. I got his whatsapp contact but the dude has not been online for a week. Somehow this is not right is it? Give me an advice on how to get over this feeling....
Bonatheripper: Yes I have K legs although it isn't visible that much. I have lots of confidence which tends to help me but then when someone tells me I have those scissors legs my confidence drops to 0 then climbs back gradually ones I get angry and make love to a new girl. It's really annoying. I can't help but admire those with straight legs... They don't know how lucky they're. I yen for straight legs. I know ones I have enough money I'll travel out and perform osteonomy to correct the genu valgrum... Yes I know all about K leg. Ok... I syked a girl in the night and god willing she wasn't that hard to get. She slept over on Tuesday so in the morning I was up trying to put on th Tv. She was like jeeez. Babe you have K legs... Walk let me see I felt depressed immediately. Even when I'm on skinny jeans I feel someone is laughing at my K small legs. I won't complain if it was Bow arrow legs.... Bow legs don't make your whole body look out of shape like K LEGS... When I was in secondary school K legs where my biggest insecurities... I didn't approach any girl or have a girlfriend because I felt she won't like my K legs... Yes they actually don't like K legs. How tiring to have K legs. Oh I hate K legs. I've done numerous times to exercise to fix the K legs but the K legs won't fix How hard is it to get fix? Why won't my K legs fix after much exercise. I can't where shorts because people will say I walk like a horse or a broken table. What's all this? K legs is killing me... I swear I'll have a surgery done because I feel after the K legs heal to normal I'll feel more at ease... Jeeeez I think of it all day long. I hate K legs I just dislike it... I know everyone with K legs in my street. The word K alone annoys me. Jeeez Why didn't my leg just grow straight. GOSH...... I HATE [K LEGS I AM SAD DO YOU HAVE K LEGS OR ANY OTHER INSECURITIES?
Genset: My ex-boyfriend just me money out of the blues, should i be worried? We broke up since the beginning of the year and haven't spoken since then. All of a sudden he texted me asking for my account number and then sent me money. It's just weird.
Simpleton! You replied him and sent him your account number. What is your point?
Donbabaj: I could be happy now but the next minute, she changes mood all of a sudden. We dated for over year after someone match make us but this mood swing things continued overtime so sometimes I get confused even as i really tried managing the pressure. She's a nice girl, takes good care of me, buys clothes, cooks, always wants me to look good but the problem is the rate which she switches mood easily.
Financially, we are both average earner but I think she earns better pay than me.
For instance, recently we got a new apartment - 2bedroom flat but whenever I say something she doesn't like or she doesn't want to hear, she just reacts like why would I say such a thing. All the while we were dating, we never stayed with each other as we stayed in our parents house. Fast forward* most times, as the man, after switching mood, I try to pacify her by petting and apologising but she doesn't just want to listen.
Just today, we were playing with each other on the bed, touching each other (not sensitive part) and she wanted me to kiss her. So I told her jokingly that "but you know this is not biblical" as an advocate of no sex until after marriage. I have never had sex with her either. The next thing she said, "why are you talking like this" she stood up, went straight to the sitting room and slept there. I went to meet her there to pacify her again but she wouldn't listen.
Please note that I have not and can never beat or abuse her cos I'm a Christian.
I'm just tired. She's really getting on my nerves. Our wedding is 3 weeks time but I dont just know what to do. People, friends and family are already aware of the impending marriage but I'm afraid that if a lady can switch mood like this, who knows what will happen tommorrow. I cant sleep in peace...
Please advice. This is happening right now.
Deal with your problems bros. The one wey dey do me pass wetin dey do you!
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