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AlamienDagash:u cn help me do it coz diz phone am using dnt do copy nd paste. |
prettythicksmi y na? ![]() |
skillful01:lol.. free food fr sympathizers |
Prettythicksmi:lol |
Prettythicksmi:i don finisg am since.. na fufu OK u b better persin ![]() |
Foxyn:if na fr nairaland. she go l comment on your thread ![]() |
Prettythicksmi:see as u dey claim better person Oya come eat |
skillful01:hv u being to 1 b4? ![]() |
after a deep thought about that story, i shook my head in dismay over humans. meanwhile a lot of drunks were displaying there level of stupidity at the scene. i saw a young man, choked a beer bottle on its neck, twerking and singing traditional songs. oh! what a world we are living in. a place were one is suppose to maintain their sanity and pay tribute to the dead, has turn to a merry making place. througout the burial ceremony, i notice that, the man whose wife died found a new wife at the grave side. the woman whose rich husband died, unleash her love for material things at the grave side other than the love she claimed she have fo her dead husband. burial ceremony and the grave side has a lot of lesson to teach us. thank you all for reading. ![]() |
Prettythicksmi:yea.. ![]() |
Prettythicksmi:if u cn ![]() |
oops! really? "if you were buried with your hubby, would you have had any chance of protecting his properties from his brothers?" i thought and pitied the poor dead rich husand lying in a small world contructed by a carpenter. the woman's behaviour brought a moment of mumuring among the dispersed crowd beside the grave. one could clearly see disappointment boldly written on their faces over the woman's attitude. |
Prettythicksmi:c u! ![]() |
..it was a story about a woman whose husband died. it was on the burial day. she was weeping uncontrolable, dashing herself on the heap of red soil beside her husband's grave as the coffin was being lowered. she was crying and insisting that she should be burried with her hubby. it was really a heart touching scene. "ki yi shiru, ki dena kuka. mutuwa ai dole ne mu fuskance ta" a woman was comforting her, telling her that death is inevitable. suddenly, a man came to the woman who was crying and whispered to her ears, "your husband brother has taken the keys to his new mercedes car" with a quick respond, the woman went and collected the keys and resume her weeping at the grave. |
people ate, dance and sang in their local dialect. the atmospere was not far from that of a wedding ceremony. "hey! were is our food?" a visitor approach one of the berieved asking for his group's share of refreshment. "over there" she replied as she zoom off. i stood in silence meditating over a story i was told.... cc: lalasticlala prettythicksmi ![]() |
Kondomatic:nna! u no serious ![]() |
Prettythicksmi:ok.. luk closey into my face.. the answer is deep embeded in my eyes.. ![]() |
a young lady approach the young man, she took care of the kids, wipping off their tears. the berieved husband quickly fell in love with the lady who wipped his children's tears beside the grave due to the kind gesture she portrayed.. hmm! human beings are wonderful. falling inlove at your wife's burial? i thought within me. thirty minutes after the burial, a passer-by could hardly expartiate the difference between the burial ceremony and a naming ceremony. |
Prettythicksmi:like seriously? |
divepen1 sleeqiam skarlett biafranbushboy raggedyann smallville10 it was not long before the abnormality was rectified. a lot of things happend beside the grave yard. a young man was standing beside the grave as the coffin was being lowered. he was tall, dark in complexion. with bleary eyes, he sobbed and shake his over sized head feeling bemused. from the look of things, one could clearly duduce that it was his wife's burial. his two little kids were seen standing beside him, weeping as well. ... |
Prettythicksmi:eyaa! btw i would lyk to stage an insurgency campaign in ur kandahar province ![]() |
A lot of things happens in a burial ceremony. if you have ever being to one, this write-up will not be new to you. "hey! give way!" "hold on! what are you still doing over there?" "move! okay, lower it now. children of nowadays doesn't fear anything. go away from hear" This were the voices of people beside the grave at a burial i visited. the coffin was being lowered into the grave. everyone at the place became an instructor, given all kind of instructions and directives. "no! the head should face north wards" "no! it should be west" " its not west, it should be east, papa akosu was buried with his head facing east nowards" after series of arguements, they come to a common agreement with series of refrencies from previous burials. As they lowered the coffin down, they discover that the coffin was bigger than the grave. like smoke billowing into the atmosphere, so was the news of the coffin and grave abnormality spread fast at the burial ceremony. |
jagugu88li:lol u wan make i add join ni? may ur ups and downs with purity be between the sheets only ![]() |
yinkakani:op hw much u dey sellam? i wan buy it fr a nairaland friend ![]() |
dats gud..TO GOD BE THE GLORY. btw, were is my brown envelop? ![]() shey na thanks giving thread be dis na.. ![]() |
Alphamale2017: ![]() |
TheSlyone2:a real woman is a woman who... knws d different btwn luv and infatuation |
huh? |
rosieluv:lol ![]() |
Prettythicksmi:totally! ![]() |
make i ask prettythicksmi |
i am nt understanding |
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