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So you are Shola, and you have known me for so long. She tossed a small album at me, the first page open. It nearly tore a leaf from the bible. I was holding. In any case, i wasn't really reading it. That even hurt me the more, because i had held a bible several times the previous two weeks without reading it. My spiritual hollowness started me in the face, though it was Shola's face i was seeing. Even then, i tried to keep a 'good' face. Her eyes now fastened to mine, we both exchanged smiles. My residual pride would not let me be the first to look away. I didnt know what to make out of all these, especially since i felt some starange and mutual infatuation secretely brewing within us. Or, i was making a careless assumption? "That is my family the lawsons." "oh, that's fine. You are all charming. It is a family that has made it!" "why? What do you mean?" she got up and sat beside me repeating the question with a sweet and appealing voice. This wasnt what i came for. I felt unsafe, even though i enjoyed the sensual pleasure. But this was a married woman. How did i get to this state? I asked myself.

"sorry, but you did not greet me at the gate?" My defence sounded weak, even to me. "No. I deliberately didnt because you never replied any in the past.". I am really sorry, em..., good morning. Sorry, good afternoon. This time, i felt like a pupil. I picked a bible beside me and tried to occupy myself with it. "what's my name?" she asked. My eyes luckily ran to a souvenir bearing her name, hanging on the wall opposite me. "You are Mrs. Shola Lawson." Thanks to the souvenir opposite you. Femi, do you remember Shola Daniels in your secondary school days? "yes, i do, our head girl when i was in jss3," I replied. " I also remember Sheyi Onaghino in js3, nicknamed "scavanger" by the principal.

I was worried that we hadn't exchanged greetings and that i didn't know her name. I felt like greeting her, but pride would not let me. It would be humilating for me to be the first to greet her, i thought. I was used to deriving bloated satisfaction from choosing not to reply greetings. But i wouldn't take this. She soon offered me a fruit drink. "is there any special reason why you don't reply my greeting, Femi?' I was shocked. I had never heard her greet me. It was at this point that i felt i really had a problem with pride, in spite of my vulnerable morals. "Femi, you heard me." Her voice was gentle but had authority. It made me feel inferior.

@ vislabraye nt wat u think.

If u want me to continue u guyz must coment.

I knocked at his door, anyway, ignoring the lady who had now turned towards her apartment. "please, come over. Paul is not at home. He should be back in a moment." she held her door handle, turning her front parts to my view, waiting for my response. "Thank you, but, em..." I was suddenly short of words, like a child learning to speak. "you may drop a note for him." "I'll wait instead," i replied, walking towards her like a helpless captive. I entered her sitting room, a simple amd beautiful segment cut out of a large space. Nothing looked expensive. Quickly, i manged to sit smartly and looked in her direction. Her eyes were waiting for mine.

I pressed the doorbell button again, the sixth time in one minute. I struggled through the waiting time, already feeling impatient. Finally, someone came to open the gate. I had expected to see Brother Paul, a co-chorister in the church. Instead, it was a middle aged lady, Paul's neighbour. She opened the gate without a word, without greeting me. Anyway, we've never talked. I quickly concluded that she was a disrespectful person. As soon as i entered, she shut the gate and walked ahead of me. As i followed her, my attention shifted from the gate to her gait, and up to the rest of her clearly outlined glamourous body. Soon, my irritation was replaced by easy fascinating bothering on lust. I felt like an inexperienced boy walking behind a girl he intends to 'toast'. I was glad she wasn't looking at me, let alone reading my mind. But i was sad that i was so cheaply ensnared. As we climbed upstairs, i suddenly remembered that Brother Paul had travelled a day earlier.

I am from ogun state and i choosed dem as most prefered 1st and 2nd choice.

With sad heart am writing dis, i wrote utme of ilaro poly nd had 60% but am yet to see my name after 1st nd 2nd batch has been released, i had 5B'S AND 3C'S in my GCE result. what can i do? am really perplexed. Nairalanders help me out.

Can anyone tell me d actual day dat waec offices give out certificate, for 2012 and its price, requirement and where to get it cos i reside in Ogun state. Pls someone should help me out wit relevant and meaningful information.

Dis is GOBE

Nice writeup. but i guess say na ASUU cause am.

lobatan.

U no get lyf. maybe u re a fresher though?

yessssssss

In naija if oga take sumtin from the office dem go talk say "he/she won go use am" but if the commoners (omose) take am dem go talk say "he/she steal am". so all the embezzed stuff are stolen for a purpose. laughing in spanish.

register with anybody selling palmwine. Op sumtinn dey do u, se place luk lyk where u fit get palmwine. Elemu group my foot.

register with anybody selling palmwine. Op sumtinn dey do u, se place luk lyk where u fit get palmwine. Elemu osi.

I cant stop laughing yesterday @ a cybercafe, one guy asked google "is their light in umuruntu in engu state".I also knw of a frend who asked " hw to toast a gal". what are the funny question(s) u have seen people ask google, cant stop laughing ooo

who is deceving who, cos govt re considering to scrap d so called "neco" they released good result. and d funniest part of it is dat those that re meant to fail re d 1'S dat wil laugh afta checkin d result. dancing skelewu to education tune in Naija

We'll call of d strike wen * patience jonathan start teaching honourable patrick english * ciroma chukuma adekunle finally pass waec * 2face begin to do afro. * patience jonathan begin to fight corruption with her english. add urz jawe for fun.

GOBE is wen a prostitute wave to u and shouted customer, customer, meanwhile u re on an evangelism with other members of ur church. add ur own most hilarious GOBE.

Nw i have sumtin genuinue to say. Going into such relationships is just lyk digging ur own grave, cos what attracted u to the man is nt by his labour alone but of his wife nd children, nd such relationships wil put an end to dat once happy family.

Make i just copy the first commentator cos i have nothin to say cos if nt craziness y u go wish urself to go into polygamy wen u knw d consequence. MY BRODA NA END TIME TINZ.

Never nt in dis endtime era.