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 Romance › Re: Ladies, Would You Date A Guy Who Won't Have Sex Until Marriage? by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:56am On Dec 16, 2014 |
Yes A man who wanna sleep with me before he says I do shows nothing but disrespect for God. Same goes for me if it was vice-versa 1 Like |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Party! Party!! Party!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:21am On Dec 16, 2014 |
itstpia8:That's actually cool Cc Gombs |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Party! Party!! Party!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 12:29pm On Dec 15, 2014 |
FrancisTony:Mr Campaigner  |
| Romance › Re: Seven (7) "Laughable" Ways Ladies Express Love. by HumbledbYGrace(f): 10:49pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
chrisvilla:your mate will soon say I do while u keep on waiting Good luck with the extras though, you can never run short of them but as for keeps? I'll get patience for you  |
| Romance › Re: Seven (7) "Laughable" Ways Ladies Express Love. by HumbledbYGrace(f): 10:35pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
chrisvilla:Well, I've got some news for you I am still saying no. |
| Romance › Re: Seven (7) "Laughable" Ways Ladies Express Love. by HumbledbYGrace(f): 10:20pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
chrisvilla:Still in the chase? |
| Romance › Re: Should Ladies Also Ration Feelings Of Affection Towards Their Partner? by HumbledbYGrace(f): 10:15pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
AreaFada2:The bolded is an undeniable fact that we all love sweeping under the mat. Wonder where we got it all wrong, when God have it so perfectly planned out for us... |
| Celebrities › Re: Happening Now: The Headies 2014, Red Carpet On Fire [photos] by HumbledbYGrace(f): 9:56pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
That first lady killed it but too mush make-up Perfect outfit though 2 Likes |
| Romance › Re: Seven (7) "Laughable" Ways Ladies Express Love. by HumbledbYGrace(f): 9:51pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
 chrisvilla: |
| Romance › Re: Seven (7) "Laughable" Ways Ladies Express Love. by HumbledbYGrace(f): 9:44pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
berem:  Nairaland has been hit by a massive bomb...it wasn't the boko haram wired kinda bomb! It was the one that Jesus gave us as a rule; TO LOVE!! |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 8:33pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
yetseyi:Helo dear |
| Romance › Re: ♥♥ Nairaland Couple Of The Year: Obinoscopy & Excelsia ♥♥ by HumbledbYGrace(f): 3:22pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
I vote for Obinoscopy and Xcelsia Cc: luxanne 5 Likes 2 Shares |
| Foreign Affairs › Re: China Bans Singing Of Its National Anthems At Weddings & Funerals by HumbledbYGrace(mod): 2:25pm On Dec 14, 2014 |
braine:I wonder why |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 7:43am On Dec 14, 2014 |
MacCantStopMe:Well I won't cover for anyone, and you were right, I wasn't competend because I am intolerant of non-believers, just like Ajibam left and so did Obadiah there were things we couldn't stand as Christians and I was greatful when I got relieved of my duties here. But you'll be back...we all know that |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 10:06pm On Dec 13, 2014 |
Ajibam:Lb should let it go though Thanks u too |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 9:58pm On Dec 13, 2014 |
Rilwayne001:no, hidden and edited |
| Literature › Re: Two Can Play The Game Season 2 - A Game For Love & Marriage - Extended - LIVE by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:21pm On Dec 13, 2014 |
Caracta:hmmmmmmmm |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 8:14pm On Dec 13, 2014 |
AllNaijaBlogger:Dagr8 is one of the rocks that founded this chat thread, he has been a pillar since its incession and a man after God's own heart, not like DAVID though. Outside nl he's very shy, over caring, very handsome, has a very cute smile, loving and well a family man. Still single, dunno if searching though. |
| Literature › Re: A Game For Love and Marriage - Two Can Play The Game - Season 2 by HumbledbYGrace(f): 7:45pm On Dec 13, 2014 |
Caracta:Hello I am talking to her right now, I wish we could go back or work something out. [s]though I still can't believe I gropped ITBOMB's (unmentionables) then.[/s] Hides |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 10:06am On Dec 13, 2014 |
Happy birthday Dagr8 |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Party! Party!! Party!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:08pm On Dec 12, 2014 |
zyzxx:I'll tell it all in my diary..........we've derailed enough. :X |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Party! Party!! Party!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 6:58pm On Dec 12, 2014 |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Where Is Logicboy01? by HumbledbYGrace(f): 4:33pm On Dec 12, 2014 |
And do you have to drag my name into this? |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Party! Party!! Party!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 7:08am On Dec 12, 2014 |
zyzxx:M in Lesotho(google it) In the mountains, lol...Mosquitoes are disturbing me, a lot. We get plenty villages for here o |
| Literature › Re: Nairaland Writers Collaboration 2014 by HumbledbYGrace(f): 11:22pm On Dec 11, 2014 |
********** Christopher had had it with the whining girl and her husband. If they were not playing lovy-dovey, they were throwing jabs at each other. Or was it because he had never had a girl friend? He never really knew how to treat a lady. He was only raised by his father, and he had always called him his special child. And had always warned him to stay away from ladies that they were nothing but trouble. The old man had been right after all. “Shut the stuff up you two! We don't want to know how un-loyal you are towards each other.” Christopher shrieked, coughing. His face pale, his mouth forming a little 'O' as he spoke. If his hair could talk, it would have sworn it had seen better days. “Easy Christopher.” Rimi and Zainab were hovering over him like a tent, as Zainab, handed him a glass of fresh tap water, he gulped and coughed again, pushing the glass away. “Thanks Zainab,” He forced a painful smile. “I hate whining women like this Tonia.” “Its because of the baby I am like this, but just for the record, I hate you too.” Tonia who was on her toes, walked towards him. “I don't give a rat's as.s, your attitude stinks, see how you slapped your husband as if he washes your undies?” Christopher retorted. Uche clenched his fists, Rimi and Zainab were both quite. “I'll slap this small boy back to health!” Tonia leaped on Christopher, shame and anger written all over her face. Christopher caught her right hand mid-air. “Leave me.” She wrestled him but his gaze was fixed on her face, the memories of his childhood flashed like lightening in-front of him. “Let her go Christopher!” Uche was pulling Tonia away, Rimi and Zainab also helping but couldn't let go. He was a small boy again, in bed with a cast on his left leg After breaking it from one of his mischievous adventures. He'd call Nia his wife and she'd fume because she said he was too young to be her husband, and didn't have money like daddy. “My dear wife please bring me water.” He'd tease feigning seriousness. “I'll slap this small boy back to health!” Nia would furiously jump at him and the fight would end up in giggles. Though he was in pain, whenever he played with Nia, the pain didn't matter. Christopher used to call his sister Nia. They were the inseparable duo that didn't look like twins at all. He called her his soul mate, which caused for concern among their parents. Their mother had her worries, that Christopher's affection towards Anthonia was a bit unnatural for a brother and sister while their father would emphasize that they should let them be, it would change as they grew up. Chris was more of a gentleman, he'd rather walk away than cause a scene in public while Nia was the exact opposite. She would fight all the battles for him at school. She was used to being the aggressive twin but did have a soft spot for Chris when is suits her. The last time he saw her was one morning when she woke up with a tummy ache. “Promise me you'll bring me my home work?” Nia had begged as he was about to leave. She had been lying on her tummy, her pink barbie cover tucked neatly on the side of the bed, her head turned side ways, her left delicate chubby cheek resting on the pink pillow. Her eyes red from crying, she'd begged her parents to let he go to school but they couldn't let her go. His small mind was full of mischief. “If you kiss me, like a good wife you are, I'll bring it.” He had pouted as he planted a peck on her cheek. Normally Nia would face the other side or wipe her cheek with the back of her hand, her face mushy like she had seen a cockroach. But that morning she had let him peck her and had pecked him too. They both had grinned with satisfaction. He had walked away his head held up high, hands planted firmly in his trouser's pockets whistling not minding his father who was calling after him. That afternoon he went to a different home, stayed home for so many days, his father coming only at night to see him. He was send to a boarding school in outside the country by his father. He wasn't allowed to come home, his father visited him every quarter of the year. When he asked about Nia and his mother, he was told they were no more. little by little the memory faded and he forgot about them. Before his old man died, he told Christopher that he was sold by his mother at six. His father bought him back silently and send him away to a boarding school overseas, away from his mother and sister. His mother had said she believed her son had been swapped in the hospital because the boy she thought was hers was not. His behavior was absurd and posed as a threat to her daughter. “I wasn't a threat to Nia, I loved her the way you loved mother Dad!” Christopher had screamed, he had loved her, she was his best annoying friend, he was six and had no plans of marring her. “Your mother thought you would be in an incestuous relationship in future.” The old man propped his head up, adjusting his reclining position. He took his son's hands into his gently, his eyes never leaving Christopher's face. “You worshiped Nia, which was a trade you learned from me, but my wife's imagination turned you into a monster in her eyes. You were six but she acted as if you were a se.x starved teenager.” “I am sorry that I ruined your marriage father, that I caused the break-up between all of us.” He had nestled his head on his father's chest. “No son, the daughters of Eve are mentally disturbed, I wasn't surprised. Eve did worse!” Those words never left him. He hadn't cried when his dad kicked the bucked, but owned up as a man. He belonged to nobody, he lived his life as if there was no tomorrow, and loved one person; Himself. But here she was, in front of him, his first love, his soul mate. “Nia?” He whispered, emotions clouding his judgment, few hours ago he had plans to kill her physically, then minutes ago he was on the verge of killing her emotionally. He wanted to smile but he wasn't sure he was doing it right. “If you kiss me....” The words trailed off, his lips became dry, he felt tired. “Like a good wife you are.” Tonia finished Christopher's sentence and pecked his pale cheek. Her make up had smeared her face, black tears dropping on his blood stained shirt. He lifted his free hand towards her face and wiped away the tears from her eyes. He knew, she'd never forget him, nor him her. His grasp on her loosened, she was screaming and pulling him towards her. The party was making too much noise, they needed to catch up. “Chris! No, I need you, Please!” Nia wailed, clinging to him choking him, he wanted to hold her too, but he was too weak. “I've lost you once, not again.” She wailed, “don't go please Chris, I am sorry.” A window shattered just behind them and everyone ducked, Christopher watched helplessly as Nia toppled over him, eyeballs popping out of their sockets, she looked stricken, lips apart as blood seeped from her mouth. The second bullet oozed right on her forehead, he pulled her to him with all his might and closed his eyes, blocked the horror from his mind as they both breathed their last. “I love you Nia.” He whispered. |
| Literature › Re: Nairaland Writers Collaboration 2014 by HumbledbYGrace(f): 11:20pm On Dec 11, 2014 |
*********** Rimi marveled at the way the room was kept neat as he sniffed the clothes in one of the bedrooms. They were all folded neatly, coats and shirts in hangers and shoes sat in an alphabetical order. Unlike other bedrooms, the bed had clean linen on it, no trails of dust mites on top of the polished dark brown oak chest of drawers. His friends had turned out to be alright, he still didn't own anything, except, some clothes he bought recently. He needed to settle, Uche and Tonia were happily married, owned a house and were expecting a child, Christopher had settled in very well, what about him? He sat down on the spacious bed deep in thoughts. “Who are this people chasing us? Is it the key they want? And why does Uche and Tonia have the key? There should be an explanation, and Christopher has to tell why he wanted Uche and Tonia dead, atleast he should know more about the whole puzzle.” Shaking his head he stalked downstairs. “My God Rimi, where have you been?” Zainab jumped at him toppling him over, on the floor. “I looked all over for you those minutes you were out of my side.” She sighed heavily, as they savored the sensuous touch of lip on tender lip, lost in their own world, where nothing and nobody existed. He sensed though, that she was uneasy, yet he kept quite. “You two should go upstairs and explore each other, Jesus!” Christopher groaned. “Oh please, let Rimi do his thing.” Tonia scolded Christopher, resting her head on Uche's lap. Rimi, carried Zainab up and they nestled on the couch next to Christopher. “I went to check if the house wasn't occupied, you may never know what lurks in the dark babe.” He was addressing Zainab, then turned to Christopher, “you Christopher, I am coming for you, its not yet your time, just get well first.” Christopher made a funny face and they laughed. “I pray not to get well soon, I have high profiled secrets stored in my head, if I tell, I should just blow my bleeping brain off man.” The house was quite and still, no hooting of Owls from a far distance, no cars honking outside, Rimi kept peeping outside the window to see if they were still on planet Earth. “This place looks like a ghost town, how do you sleep at night?” He asked concerned. “I think you should go upstairs and continue with your saliva exchanging Rimi.” Christopher snarled at him, annoyance written all over his face. Rimi frowned, Christopher was in pains hence his mood swings, he decided to focus on something else, to bring the Uchenia back to them. He had decided not to ask about the day he supposedly robbed a store, he wanted them to confess on their own. He'll keep on pressing them until they come clean. “Somebody mentioned the key back in Cedar Point, what was it about?” He queried the faces in the room, everyone looked exhausted, Tonia was yawning and Uche wasn't helping matters as he was rubbing her tummy gently. Rimi rubber necked at the couple across the room. Uche leered at him while Tonia didn't even look up, her eyes were slightly closed now. “Well?” He roared, Tonia glared at him, then Zainab and minded her business again. She still looked pretty, she glowed in her black number, he had to admit, Uche did outsmart him on that one. He ached to hold her, he ached to stroke her hair, he realised that what he felt for Tonia was different from what he felt for Zainab. He'd have to decide. “Fine, its a stupid golden key Tonia had been gazing and gloating at this afternoon like it was some sort of a ticket to heaven.” Uche blurted, Tonia shot up like a bullet and starred at her husband in disbelief. She was about to spit fire, Rimi watched in amusement as his friend squealed on the couch like a pig. “I have it here with me.” Tonia slapped him across his face, her own face red with fury. “You ought to have told me you took it! You had no right!” She screamed. “And you were supposed to tell me you had it in the first place!” Uche retorted. Rimi, regarding the situation opened his mouth, Zainab clamped it with her hand as the two huffed and puffed at each other. |
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