₦airaland Forum

BLUELemon:
Yes I need help to remember. I need financial help to remember, abeg bro let me send my account sir

weyre begger send your account for kerosene and beans oponu

Zyzxx10:
May you not reach 30 and may your end be awful if you won't post the details of mine you had a glimpse of.


Curses as dead as your brain nefarius. When I reach age 50, come and kill me. Lecturer that can't grasp the meaning of glimpse.

I have been wondering why I haven't been seeing your posts in family section. so naa here u dey. omo ale

stake what you can afford to lose

Booking Number: Bet9ja 928TGM

nice one

if you don't eat food there where else would you eat

jaygiant:
In all honesty?
Sometimes I wonder what the fate of the common man is, not only in my country, but also in all the corners of the world where sound leadership and morality in government continue to elude them. In the states where the judiciary is an auctioneer’s playground and justice has seized to be a blind virgin but a sighted woman with the capacity to identify the most promising and lucrative suitor.
It is in nations like this that I seek to know which path has been laid for the common man to follow, will he remain at the echelon he is right now, not able to move to the next cadre of society because of the chains of the system? Will he continue to revolt against strata division and chase after egalitarianism? Or will he adapt to the situation and term it as “accepting fate”.
These are the thoughts that knock at my heart in my moments of solitude, when I’m withdrawn from the madness called society, when I’m in what the young teenager and some writers tag as ‘my own space’. I want to know if the indistinct man will continue to be the docile actor following the lines of the scripts and the orders of the director or if he will defy forces that seem above him; if and when he does, what is his lot? Will he have a sea of supporters urging him on? Willing to die of, by and for him? Or will he be tossed into Siberian cold by rodents and cowards who prefer to lurk and dwell in the dark and suffer the indignities rather than come into the light, no matter how much it will scald their skin when they transcend.
Perhaps, what the revolting common man will have are vermins and blood suckers who will lust after his popularity and try to usurp his authority, Brutuses and Judases who will trade him for their own aggrandizement at the slightest opportunity.
Yes, I fear for the common man not because he will have a tough time challenging his oppressors but because he will have the impossible task of sowing a seed of belief, igniting a spark of passion in the cold minds of cowardly men who are content to accept the poison dosed out to them in the name of benefits of democracy, men who are but bodies with no soul, shadows, frames, embalments, men devoid of dreams and ambitions; men like you and I.
I fear for the revolutionary because he will always have to look behind, watching for the scythe of betrayal wielded by men whose lips are stained with the wine of avarice, whose reasoning and acumen have been lost to the thought of expensive women of easy virtue, men whose belly are filled with rottenly gotten rations of others. You see the hunger for easy paths in their eyes; you feel their lust for the shortest way, be it just or not, to pecuniary comfort. You smell their determination fouled with the putrid smell of deceit.
Freedom fighter, beware, common man observe, for not all those who shout and militate for justice are interested in seeing her blind, not all those who castigate the powers that be are fighting for the common good. For when they are taking to higher places, suited with the luxury of sweet lazy life, their drums become silent, hands are too fat and heavy to create the rhythm for change, words cannot spew forth as they continue to choke down the reward of the loud clamours for freedom that made their throats sore.
The activist dies and with him, his agility.
From the death a new breed is born, a drone, a sloth, a paid piper willing to see things in a ‘new light’, willing to consider ‘certain indices’, a fox willing to find ‘terms’ with the government so the nation can forge ‘ahead’. Then I ask, ahead where? In its journey to destruction?
E.A.G 2010

And Years later, everything is still the same

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journey so far

A research has shown that this month is a unique one,this is due to the fact that this month has five fridays,saturdays n sundays n dis only happens once every 823 years, dis same year, when evrybody adds d last 2 digit of d year they were born to d last 2 digits of dis year,we al get d same result,d significance of dis 2 me is dat I shal be uniquely blessed n whateva good is achievable will be achieved by U n I.

you should have met 2020 before u deactivated

Zyzxx10:
Make una pls help with likes abeg

Beg me

BLUELemon:
but on a more honest note, we all know you have over 100 Monikers naa

I have you one like and share

NegroAchiever

why are we shying away from this obvious occupation

federal government is broken

PastorandMentor:
I agree with Reno.
All this girls with big hole waiting for bride price is a crime.
What should i pay for? Used hole?
You are joking.
Long before i married my wife, I always tell myself that it's either a virgin or i remain single or a single father.
Finally married a virgin.
Non virgins need or deserve no bride price.
They are loosed people

what about those who were raped or lost their virginity due to engaging in stressful activities

Liverpool ain't playing

Hidentity:
Many left because of the issue of pay and are better off. While some left, made the money and realised that the fulfilment was not there as their mates eventually scaled through the rough edges, made names, fame and even wealth. Some even left because of the low pay and ended up not making the money and also losing out on the things that money cannot buy. My counsel to lawyers who seek my view is: "the money you want to chase, is it sure?" If he says yes. I tell them to go for it, make it and come back to use the money to service their passion in legal practice. That way it is a win-win situation.

I am young at the bar too (5-7) years and when I started, I had the chance of jumping ships for non-law related entities and making money, but I knew I won't be fulfilled. Law is my passion. And I believe that I can do it, become a god in the art and make a fortune. True to it, the low days are gone. The high days are not here, but careerwise and as per funds, I think I'm doing well.

nice

Reddit now streams football?

Donald can still challenge the election in court

MalcoImX:
nawa oo!, Trump don lose now, make we attache to Kamala.

naa so life b for 9ja

Nigerians and Attache by force

I think it's high time Lampard is sent packing

make sure you shave your dick and you ask your girlfriend to also use shaving cream.
the reason you have those bruised is because of the pubic hair rubbing against for soft flesh

Nazgul:
That indomine is obviously one of the palatives his parents looted. Now the child wants to loot it from his siblings.

lol reshoot reloot

If the Nigerian labour laws were not more or less a piece of writing and a directionless group of individuals, it would have been easier to fight all these nonsense

OralB:
No one needs the patronage of a nuiscance. Thanks.

look at this hoodlum. nonsense