Thanks

ifyalways:

Complete the story later o.

100% ooooo I will

ifyalways:
Eight 10K winner is OiOi

haaaaaaa

AK how did you later solve this

yarimo:
This is the best thread of the day, op may God bless you for this wonderful advice.

somewhere in SAMBISA

This has to be the best post I have seen in Romantic section since I joined nairaland

Died In Active Duty

Shibaraba:

Could be haze from the sun. Or it could be them. Weird things happen though

Since I saw where slap made one guy to eat grass in front of me na that day I know say forces dey

maddddd oo

gbami:
Am about doing a peternity test on my child... That's the real gist

may God help you in finding what you are looking for

tyup:
can't some reasonable fella just push him from where's sitting

not today... Don't wish a brother bad

LEGIT

I must confess this beats my imagination but I believe age is just a number...
Any way to enter obodo oyinbo naa way.

blank:

Keep being you and have fun while at it.

Thanks for the encouragement.

NosaJBourne:


OiOi, your village people have finally decided to reason your matter ... lol

I try as much as possible not to reply your mention or even quote you but their is a limit to everything....


Be sensible young man.
I don't need your input on any of my post...

epik1:
Are you 0?

hello alternate, how may I be of help to you?

ifyalways:

Are you Ibra0101

no I am not...but seeing everybody else disqualified except hooligan bothers me..

At the end it's your decision

I already knew the moment those guys were called out for inflated like... The wouldn't be fair play

ifyalways:
very good essay, fiction or not, by the way.

Good morning ify.
I think I joined nairaland 2018 while searching a job location / address....
This isn't also my first time of participation....

Writing a post of over 1000 words is a big task... Talkless of writing more than one post. I don't see myself doing that

If I happen to be among the lucky beneficiaries, I promise to continue...

My essay

I wanted to say something but I think it's best to watch from the sidelines...

midnighter:


She shouldn't have said it like that...there are ways to reject somebody you don't want to live with for any particular reason.

Anyway you can close the door, turn on the extractor fan or open a window when cooking depending on the type of house.

It's true that we have very strong smelling foods that may turn her stomach if she's not used to them but there was no need to implicate herself with such a silly comment.

it was just my opinion. It may truly not have a bearing factor on the actual account.
But the truth is no one will want to compromise their health

sweetonugbu:
What is the gain of longevity of your life in squalor?.

D E E P

Commentor:


It is illegal in UK.

She could be jailed if it is proven discrimination was involved.

I believe it's subject to argument in court. She can't sacrifice her health in a house smelling of over burnt stew... If she is aysmathic

It's her home and she deserves good health... Although people might want to say it's racism I think it's good she put her self first

It's her home and she deserves good health... Although people might want to say it's racism

Alexreports your very intelligent... It's good to observe and capture a sector...

Stolidp:
I have an interview with them today
Anyone working for them already ?

having mine on Friday.... How did yours go?

Stolidp:
I have an interview with them today
Anyone working for them already ?

How did it go bro

SirLiquidGold:
hahahhah clown. Had to read it like 4 times to understand.
So you sold your dad's battery to build weight. Hahahhaha

you don't need to quote all the post bro. Lol

I spent my holidays lamenting how I lost 2019! I lost 2019! But each day I wake, I feel there is so much I can give 2020. I lost 2019 not because I did not learn anything productive, but I felt like I should have had more out of you, my long lost 2019.

It's been over 13 days since I lost you (today inclusive) and my heart still bleeds. But it's all good, I have parted ways with more than 27 years. I just wanted to let you know I ended up crying on 31st of December morning because I felt cheated.

On the 31st, I took an early morning walk around 5:30am to 6:30am before people started waking up. I used this opportunity to pray and think about my lapses and how I can improve. I believe I am not stagnant rather I am progressing by establishing my own clothing business line.

It wasn't that easy to kick off but during this holiday, I have been making sales. I told a customer that I sold bulk shirt though the money seems much, but by the time you remove the procurement or capital from it, the gain is really merge.

On the 24th December, I went and bought two big broiler chicken for Christmas. I taught my sister's son how to hold a chicken and slaughter it. All they wanted to do is look at the dead chicken and not touch it. I wonder what they are teaching in these schools nowadays.

I asked them what they observed about the chicken and they replied that it was no longer moving. I told them that it's dead. I told them once blood is coming out of anyone's body, it's danger and that it can lead to death.

I told them to say danger and they repeated with a shout after me. Their mum and everyone in the house screamed and ran outside in a panicking state. They asked what happened and where is the danger?

I laughed and told them I was just teaching the children basics about animals. They all went inside while I took care of the chicken's feathers.

When I was through with the feathers, I asked all the kids in the house to come around and learn. I switched on the stove and asked them what they observed.

They were all looking like low electricity from PHCN. Nifemi who made an effort to speak was even talking like an "I pass my neighbor generator" that has exhaust pipe and rotor problems.

I told them that fire is helping to remove the small feathers from the chicken's body. I told them to repeat what I have said after me, but they didn't get it right. Then I told them to shout fire. They all resounded fire and my mother shouted, "holy ghost! ". (Holy Ghost fire?)

Those who were sleeping, those who were watching movies, the goat that was eating yam peelings, ducks that sat to read newspapers and dogs that were sniffing the floor for baby poops on the street, and everybody in the house ran outside.

While those who we nursing mothers, young women and able bodied men ran outside their homes too. It seems no one wants to die by fire, yet chicken is sweeter the longer it's stays on fire. How ironic.

As me and the kids saw people running outside, we ran after them.

We are not that brave to stay put when people that are older than us are fleeing. It could be the Iranian rockets or American drones that was making people to run helter-skelter. We can't predict if the "world War 111" has already began, but how did it get to Nigeria?

They shouted water ooooo. Another person shouted, "where is the fire? where is the fire?" it was at that moment I knew what happened.

The next day, everybody is now thinking I am mad. Everybody is suspecting I need mental check up. I want to prove them wrong but I am afraid they are right, so what's left? What's left of me when everything is not right?

These kids are my link to reality, I need to teach these kids certain things. I want to make them bold. I am making them sharp, aware of their surroundings and articulate. So that if something happens they will know how to describe and also appreciate life.

The next day, I saw where my dad had parked his taxi since it was having a fault and it has been in a spot for a while. A neighbor came to borrow his battery to warm his car... "Well if we look at it critically, dad doesn't really need the battery anyways", I heard the voice.

In the afternoon, I went and bought paint rubber, cement and rod.

My sister asked me, "Kasim, what are you doing", I didn't respond. My mother asked me what I was doing, I didn't respond. The kids asked me what I was doing, I grunted at them. Our neighbors asked me what I was upto, but I shrugged my shoulders.

Wow! all this expenses to build a weight I can be lifting and other's can lift too. But where did the money come from? I don't know too!

"Kasim! Where is my car keys? Oh I have found it..."
"Kasim! Open the bonet and Help me to use stone hit the battery head."
"It's like there is no contact there".

*Kasim opens bonet *

"Dady, where is the battery, there is no battery here."

The kids saw me lifting weight, my mother saw me lifting weight. My sister is fetching water but I am lifting weight. Life itself is heavy and we are all carrying our cross, that's my sister's cross she's carrying.

My neighbors want to join me but are either sorry for me or afraid of the muscles I have piled up in just two days. I am thinking I am the ''African Hulk", I am feeling I am the African "Hollywood hulkHunger".

The kids in the neighborhood can't wait to watch me every morning. I want to tell them it is as a result of keeping fit. If nobody appreciate me these kids do. I told them I am a star on Facebook and even know BBC; they show me everyday. But do these kids no what BBC is? Even their fathers have never heard of it.

" Tell your mumy you want to lift. Kasim weight, it is just 5 naira ".

Deep down in me I am tired of life but I am afraid to say it. My mum thinks I am mad. My father says no one has ever been mad in his generation, and he is doubting what they used my mother's dowry for.

My father says I am a bastard, but we have the same receding hairline and nose. I want to be ashamed of myself, but that voice says, "no Kasim! you are a strong man, you are 27 years old, you are a king, you are a star".

I don't want to talk to this voice, but he's the only one ready to listen to me. I want to cry but I am thirsty, I haven't drank water since father asked me to leave his house. It's very cold here, sleeping in a school's class room. I want to tell my dady sorry, I want to tell my mum sorry.

I miss them, but nobody loves me anymore. Love is strange and I am starting to doubt if the voice in my head is a woman or a man. I think it's just me so let's set goals.

You know goals gives you purpose, and they help you to guide your life. In this 2020, I don't want to be running from police men and jumping over people's feaces like a toad while being chased.

I will stay away from crime.
I will not be violent or fight any one.
I want to be a man of peace. I want to get employed this year. I don't want to say I lost 2020 on January 1st 2021.

My goal is to volunteer to help those who are in need.
My goal is to get a secured job this year.

My goal is to apologize to all the face I share memories with. I really need a good job this 2020. God can you hear me! Hello God! Are you there?
Do you ever listen? Hello God!

ifyalways:
Goodluck

wow compliments of the season. nice to know you are back.
will come back 2 modify

psychologist:
Those folks aren't my problem now

Shall we all pray for Manchester united

E never reach 4 now

Built2last:
See your government.

Unfortunately nobody is reviewing anything they will tag along

Nigerian response is more patriotic