kambili190: just wondering because I am not familiar with this concept.

I mean if you love your husnband and even if you are not jealous kind, it must be hard to know you have to sleep alone because your husband is sleeping with another woman. I don't get this concept. no man could accept his wife sleeping with other men under one and the same roof, so how can a woman accept this? does this mean this marriage is not about love but for some purpose? like for example the woman wants to be taken care in financial terms and the men wants to enjoy several women and have lots of kids?

i heard of a family where a man wanted to marry a woman but she refused but because the family needed money the younger sister agreed to marry this man. they married. what is this? he can't marry one sister so simply takes the other? they were total strangers, married and got many children.

how can polygamy be about love?

jobfront: Ada, mu ga etipu gi obara na onu gi ma ikporia mu iyi ozo. obu na imaghi onye toro gi ka obu gini biko. amam ihe kwesiri gi Ada. obu iwere amu ukwu raa gi ofuma ofuma etu oga afugbu gi na ufu iwere kpuchie onu nsi gi ahu, ewu! Hahahaha....ogini kwa!!

neyostica:
Are you nt 5ft 10 Even my diicckk is taller than you, anyway u madeup by being sexy, i can manage

dabrake:
This 7-lettered word, at its best, describes bin gbagbo : L.U.N.A.T.I.C.

jobfront: Nigerian girls are all beggars, always begging for one favour or the other, and can never give cos beggars don't give, never have a boom day! Shameful truth that most won't admit but they know they are just advanced beggars!!!

pato405: wow! nice thread. Javalove..thanks for sharing.

don't really know where to start from, but I must say..i had an austere childhood, lived an ascetic life all through teenage years. attending a single sex school and living in a neighbourhood congested with the hoipoloi even made matters worse. uni days were fraught with so much challenges. hence, I hadn't the opportunity to blench at the thought of affording these wonderful experience. sometimes, I just wish i could turn back the years and bask in youthful/teenage romance.

well, service days came and I tried making up for lost time. I was more or less emotionally catatonic having come so far without such experiences. what can a helpless bro do? i tried catching my fun in my own little way - had some meaningless dalliances devoid of emotional attachments. perhaps it all happened that way because I was more or less rigid..or call it naivete.

be that as it may, it was time to move forward after service year. I was back to Lagos from sokoto. hired a liliputian but cosy apartment and was ready to get kicking. guess the goddess of romance smiled at me when I met Vivian; a 200level unical student then [5years ago] she was home in Lag for the holls. she was prolly sent from the third heavens to me..perhaps to compensate me for the years of deprivation in this regard .she was all i could wish for in a lady and even more! I had gone to her sales outlet [shop] to make call with their paid phone which she opeates along her mums gift shop. we got chatting. days later, I passed by the shop and exchanged pleasantries with her. we got chatting again. gradually, we became very close, exchanged numbers and with emotions building up, our relationship snowballed deep into midnight calls. thanks to MTN. . we exchanged calls almost on daily basis. occassionally, i'll pop into her mums shop [where she assists] asking after her. at a time, her mum realised my intentions [and may be her daughters inclinations towards me as well because mums can be very smart.. ] but she was cool and friendly. sometimes, she'll encourage me to feel free, sit down and wait for Vivian particularly if she sent her on a little errand and was sure she'ld be back in a couple of minutes. never seen such an understanding woman. however, i bungled the whole thing. shame on me! all this while we talked on phone [and for over a year] I didn't tell her about my feelings for her.

i was wasting too much time and i knew it. At a time, she summoned the courage and insinuated her feelings for me, albeit delicately in her statements when we talked on phone. for instace, while having a chat, she might just chip it in sayng..''you know how much I like you na'' and stuffs like that. to me, that was enough green light, but I was just scared! scared shit of commitment. again,i felt every relationship had it's demand on finance and more to it than just the romance dimension. she wasn't and never asked me for money though but I just had this inexplicable cold feet i couldn't figure why. I had just finished service and was innundated with that desperate search for a plum job,could hardly afford basic needs though looking good and putting up an appearance , facing the future with so much uncertainty. guess, i hesitated too much..and then came the bombshell..her step dad [as her mother re-married] got transferred to Calabar from Lagos. in as much as this was some good news for her because it meant she'll be closer to Uni, it was bad news for me..it spelt the distance out in capitals. we kept in touch though through phone calls...but it was never going to be the same again. then the call rate dwindled, dropping by the day, fading out and ebbing off gradually. then finally, all I could hear was that lethargic,pathetic,sluggish and tardy sounding female voice...

''the number you have dialled is not available at the moment, please try again later''



I have also since relocated abroad and changed number. she doesn't have my current number as I have not been able to reach her. i have made several futile attempts to search for her on facebook. i still catch glimpses of her smile in my fantasies. my soft spoken angel with deep sense of humour..i really miss you Viv. pls if you are reading this, try find your way back to me via this thread. I still care babe.

tellwisdom:

dabrake: and to think a sane person like you will give a sane reply to an insane question from an insane guy, . . .

crusifis:

3 guys in 2 years, choi, plus other one night stand, nnamen,

dr.shrewd:

smd
if i catch u for corner ehn aaaaaaaaah... ur sure name go be sorry

lastpage: @Inked Nerd
I think by now, you should be able to "communicate your ideas" to ANYONE without the use of foul language?
I dont like and l dont want to be "abused" since l did not abuse anyone in my contribution or did l?
Rancid comments laced with gutter language (like who gives a f*ck about....) takes the meaning out of an otherwise sensible comment, l hope we will have a better opportunity to discuss issues in "a gentleman fashion".
For now, l wish to avoid getting confrontational for no reason.

Cheers.

Lastpage!

BTW: My explanation was based on the Op's statements. She never said anywhere in her post, "that the father was also abusive towards his children, so l take it that he is NOT". The "fight" was between two of them (father and mother).