abobote: Methinks, the clueless man doesn't understand what is going on there.
By this time next year, history will remember him as the worse president that ever rule Nigeria
sir, maybe, you will want to rephrase your statement by using the words the "worst president"to have ever ruled a nation since the creation of the world and the existence of mankind.
Tkoy: Innoson Vehicle Manufacturing introduces IVM-branded tricycles ‘Keke Marwa’ into the Nigerian market, ANAMBRA PEOPLE reports.
Fondly known as Keke Marwa, the three-wheeler has being a source of livelihood for millions of low-earners in Nigerians.
The company is set to slash the price of Keke to ₦300,000 just like they did in motorcycle when they slashed it from ₦300,000 to ₦80,000. The 5-seater (4-passenger, a driver) joins Innoson lineup of vehicles, including Connect, Caris, G20 Smart, Ikenga, and SUVs like G40 and G80.
In addition to being a source of livelihood for millions of low-earners in Nigerians, the three-wheeler is also the cheapest means of transportation to the common man. Keke Marwa, seldomly used as Last Mile vehicle, continues to be a favorite for Nigerian users who ply unmotorable roads as well as those who cannot afford taxi or commercial motorcycle fares.
wawwZee: I am currently in lagos. I started using tramadol durring My University days in 2015. The drug proved to increase My energy and always at alert but currently if i dont take it i can't function throughout the day.
I am seriously seeking a way to get out as I am not financially okay to afford rehabilitation. This has really affected My social life.
YoudeyVexme: Someone who Just did youth service already got a high paying job in nppc, while me that have graduated Since 2010 still struggling to feed from hand to mouth, no properties no thing to call my own. Meanwhile a cousin of mine already own 2 houses this boy I used to dash him 20naira for busicuit early 2008 when I visit my aunty, now he's 22.
Once you asked them for help and they give you once, they won't want to give you again. My heart's boil so hot whenever I see them on wheels driving expensive cars, A boy who doesn't know anything about life is already married with kid on the way. It wasn't like This when I was in my 20s, back then, we had to labour hard...farming, fishing and the rest to make ends meet..
Imagine, I had to go for house hunting last week and we had to wait for the owner of the compound, he arrived a young man expecting me to greet him first. I just called the agent I wasn't interested.. somebody that can't drag age with my youngest brother.
Am sorry to say this, you are filled with hubris (igberaga)
Pierocash: Islam is a blood thirsty religion. Even your closest friend will join hand to kill you once you are accused of one non sense against their prophet,most of the accusations are even false.
In the case of this beautiful damsel that was killed,I didn't see or hear anything like blasphemy,but they just killed the innocent girl under that guise.
Don't be surprised,that the school put a call accross to the school security to hand her over and pretended like they were overpowered.
Islam is a curse to mankind.
School security that I know are brutal,you dare not do anyhow ,even cultists they fear them.
How come they couldn't protect the innocent girl
Bro, you nailed it, school security is hardly over powered.
thorpido: Okay. She told the story of how she got into trouble and the lessons learnt and her eventual release. I said,'good for her' which means ; 1)She was eventually released. 2)She gained lessons and experience on how to handle issues going forward. 3)She said prison prevented her from committing suicide.
Thank you ma/sir for enlightening me. At first, when I saw your word 'good for you', my thought was that you are making mockery of her. Sorry ma/sir my assumptions about your comment with regards to her story was wrong and deeply sorry for that.
thorpido: Call your English teacher now and ask her to explain the meaning of 'good for her' in the context of this story.
Has education become so poor these youths don't learn?
My English teacher is very far away from me, maybe you should teach me more on what I do not know. At least, I am very much willing to learn a thing or two from you ma/sir.
Alawaxbimbex: With the things I see and hear both in real life and online, I’m nervous about life after Nysc cuz I will be going for service soon...Let’s hear your experience guys....
The life we leave in, is all about grace. Your case cannot and should not be compared to others.....so I think that there should be nothing for you to be scared of. We all are very much aware that the country is nothing to write home about, but I think you should believe in God and the gift of grace.
no messi for guardiola, no champions league. Good players compliments good coaches.....messi is just a genius, the reason why guardiola was able to conquer Europe twice.
A Nigerian Socialite, Mabel The Goddess has revealed that she prefers sleeping with a dog to some men.
On Thursday 28th, April 2022, a video of a lady having s3xual intercourse with a dog surfaced online and it has been trending.
It was recently brought to light by a Twitter user that some Lagos girls are sleeping with dogs in exchange for N1.5M. However, socialite, Mabel the Goddess has beg to differ as she reveals that she wouldn’t mind having s3x with a dog than with some men.
I saw the video of that Christland girl’s mother online; you know, as a mother, I felt sad for her. Especially when I read that they suspended her daughter.Madam, I feel for you and the story is very touching. Thank God you are guts enough to share this sad story online so other mothers can learn from it. I feel for your daughter.
But something in me said, “hmmnnn, the children we are raising these days are “wiser” than us their parents. I said ‘wiser’ because that is what they think of themselves.
A few days after, when I now saw the video of the small girl that was said to have been raped…I said, oh, these children will not kill us, o��. This is what my own daughter did to me too. How I wish the girl’s mother had just quietly sought help for her child because now we all know the girl isn’t the little innocent the mother thought she was. I am not judging o but everyone who saw it say the girl isn’t as innocent as we think. My own daughter did me the same shege!
Children of these days? Forget them, they can fool you into the well, cover you up and not even blink.
If I have an opportunity to talk to the girl’s mother, I will just tell her to keep quiet, she should learn from me.
Few years ago, my daughter, she’s my niece actually; her mother died a long time ago and I have raised her since she was six years old…so she is my child. She was just 15 when this incident happened.
I sent her to one of these Model Colleges in Lagos state.
She was in boarding school. That school didn’t even allow phones or any of this yanmayanma that private schools allow, they are like the old Unity Schools of our days. That’s why I thought, she would be well disciplined and focus on her studies…
She was in SS1. They resumed that day and whenever they resume, the school insisted they returned in their house wears. This was way before Covid when parents and relatives were allowed to follow the returning students into their hostels and help them settle in.
That day, I went to drop my daughter in school…of course she was in her green check house wear. I went with my son, who helped her carry her box and bucket to the front of her hostel. I was at the bursar’s office, settling the outstanding fees and showing receipts for other payments I had made for books… you know that sort of thing.
My son came back to meet me on the queue at the Bursar’s and said his sister was settled…they call each other brother and sister even though they are cousins. Anyway. By the time I finished because there were lots of parents and guardians too who came to settle financial issues with the bursar, it was late. So I told my son to go tell his sister I would come visit in two weeks’ time. I also couldn’t even see her before leaving because it was about 6.30pm and the bell was ringing for students to go into their hostels for head count. The school always did head count every evening and especially upon resumption.
Many of the students still loitering around the premises ran into the hostels to be counted.
We left that day and I thought I had done my job as a mother.
Three days later, that was on a Wednesday, I was called by my daughter’s house mistress asking for my daughter.
I said, “Huh? What are you talking about?”
She said my daughter hadn’t resumed school and that she was wondering what had happened to her!
I said, “Haba! Are you dreaming? I brought her to school on Sunday, she resumed with the rest of her mates on Sunday!”
House mistress said my daughter hadn’t been seen in school for three days and though her bed was always made, she hadn’t been physically seen!
I almost ran mad as I raced to the school that day.
My mind was in a turmoil, I drove her to school myself, and she was checked into the hostel by the house mistresses’ assistant, where could she be?
We got to school, lo and behold, upon speaking to me and realizing something was off, the house mistress had summoned my daughter’s close friends to her office. She wanted to know who had been laying her bed and fooling her staff. Because you see, a laid bed means the child is around, right? So they had been laying her bed, making the hostel staff believe she was around. Empty beds or unlaid beds meant the child hadn’t returned to school.
She called three of my daughter’s closest friends and asked them where my daughter was.
They didn’t tell her, they kept silent but she delivered well intended backhand slaps and they began to confess like witches…she then took them all to the principal’s office, that was where I met them.
The girls were still crying when I got there. They confessed that my daughter had met one boy on Facebook who invited her to come visit him at one hotel. He had called her the following day to meet him at a certain place outside the school gate.
Unfortunately for us, they didn’t know the name of the hotel. They said when I dropped her in school wearing her house wear, she had gone into the hostel and changed to mufti. I had no idea she packed mufti in her box because you see, I packed the box myself. I did so not because I even suspected she would go to school with contraband, (the school allows provisions but there are certain items they forbid like phone, etc); they checked their boxes upon resumption. So I packed her box because when she packed the box, it was so jumbled up, I had to remove everything to repack neatly and it was in my presence her brother dragged the box into the car…so you see these children can fool you.
Anyway, that’s how we began to look for my daughter.
From hotel to hotel, we begged to search, some proprietors allowed us search, many said they didn’t have anyone that looked like her as guest. We went with her photo. Oh yes, we went first to the police before I began searching with my son and another relative of ours.
For two days, we got nothing. I didn’t sleep, I didn’t eat because I believed in my heart my child was deceived by some monster she saw on the internet.
But, my child wasn’t the little innocent I thought she was after all!! Ase, she had been chatting with this man and agreed to come and visit him. She had changed to mufti in the evening and gone out of the school gate disguised as a cleaner in the school!
Meanwhile, as far I knew then, she had no phone. I didn’t buy her a phone because I just couldn’t even afford it; I gave her an old one I had used before but she told me it couldn’t do internet and so she dropped it…I had no idea she had another phone!
Do you know how we found her?
On Friday, early in the morning, around 5.30 am, the evil boy she went to meet dumped her naked in front of the school gate!
Yes.
They had raped her, used her…it was a painful sight. She had red blotches all over her body. They were many boys who raped her over and over again…for five days. She was barely alive when they dumped her at their school gate. Maybe they had heard police was looking for her, I don’t know.
The gate man said he heard a sound, like some crying feebly at the gate, he opened the gate and saw a naked girl…that was my own child. The child I sent to school telling myself she was safe in school! I would swear my daughter was well behaved. Quiet, didn’t even go out when on holidays. Many times I forced her to go do some deliveries for me; she preferred being indoors, watching Tv.
When they identified her as their student, she was able to say her name before she fainted again. They called me, I went to the school and took her straight to a nearby hospital.
They admitted her and began to treat her.
A few days later, when she had regained her strength, she told me what happened.
She was begging me and crying saying she had learned her lessons and would never deceive me again. I couldn’t even scold her because seeing her condition, I saw she had suffered enough. Her punishment was all over her body. She suffered several lacerations on her vagina, one broken rib, she said they were beating her as they raped her; her face was badly swollen and red with blood, her hands and feet had been tied during the acts… and I knew a great lesson had been learned.
What else was there to say to her?
She spent three weeks in the hospital after which the school suspended her for that term… Oho! I don’t blame the school. The story had gone out that she was setting a bad example.
Ha!
She herself saw hell that period. Walking and urinating was hell for some time; thankfully she didn’t get pregnant because that would have meant she would’ve had to stop school entirely.
But I thank God today. I made her go back to finish school. She was ashamed and didn’t want to go back, I said, “what did you say?”
She repeated but is just one year behind her mates and she is determined to do better. Sometimes, experience truly is the best teacher, now my daughter mentors younger girls and advises them against online predators and not telling their parents where they were going…
Today, I’m proud of my daughter, we both “bleeped up", but like that musician, Black Sherif said, “Of course, I bleeped up…Who never bleeped up, hands in the air, no hands?” # DEAR PARENTS, PLEASE LET'S LEARN TOGETHER. OUR CHILDREN SHALL MAKE US PROUD & NOT BRING SHAME TO US IN JESUS NAME . AMEN. (written by Peju Akande and based on true story)
This is very funny honestly because as am speaking right now I haven't eaten any food since yesterday morning and it was a plate of spaghetti and Pepsi I ate that morning.
So believe me, food isn't the problem.
I have done a lot of researching these past few hrs and am trying my best to turn a new chapter.
Bro, try to occupy yourself with something that will keep you busy that will exust you from morning till night so when you get home after work, you will be tired to the point of retiring to your bed without even having the thought of turning on your television Set let alone press your mobile phone. By so doing, this process will not only make you forget about your ex, it will also reduces your chances of masturbating by at least 75% this I am sure of.
The only participant till date that has won or rather answered the 15 questions that was being asked by frank edoho which makes him the only legitimate person that has won 10million in full on who wants to be a millionaire.
Offpoint1: Glad Frank is back on the show, he was the reason I watched the show. Nigga can cause heart attack with his "is that your final answer?" tone...
"If you have gone for A, you could have been wrong" "If you havw gone for C, you could have be wrong because...." "You choose B................... I'm afraid.............. B is the right answer!!!" and the audience roar" this part always got me shaking
Would have love to participate, but I'm too dull... don't even know who's the current Nigeria president
dedons: I was born into an average family with my parents always doing their best to make us happy during Christmas celebration very year.
Unfortunately, I ventured into business this year but lost everything due to the evil employees I had. They intentionally wrecked the business and disappeared. I've been weeping since October till date and left with nothing. It is well bro, all you have got to do is to pick yourself up and a start all over again. Losing everything now, is not the end of the world. I feel your pain bro
I woke up this morning but couldn't say a word of prayers, instead I found myself weeping again. I do hope on God for divine provision and restoration.
Righteousness2: Let no one Deceive you the World is Practically living in the time of Choosing! We are in times just like Shadrach, Mesach and Abednago. In times as these, Neutrality does not exist. It is Either you Stand Boldly and Firmly for JESUS Christ or you Bow to the Babylonians.
For me, to Hell with anything and Everything that attaches the Jab to it. You should not Bow! I Cannot Bow! I will not Bow!
I strongly agree with you, this jab of a thing, to me is the mark of the beast.
Let me narrate how it all started My usual barber wasn't around and I really needed a cut so I agreed for his boy to cut my hair. He injured me when he was carving and I thought it was not going to be an issue because he cleaned it with antiseptic and after shave.
After about 5 days I started noticing a small bump on my forehead at first I thought it was a pimple but it was black I've never had pimples in my life so it didn't make sense.
After a few days it kept getting bigger and I didn't know what to do so I cut it off and it was like it had gone but within a few days it grew back again. There are also some smaller ones that came up by the side of my hairline.
Please Nairalanders, I need your help on how I can get rid of this growth it's really affecting my confidence. People especially those that know me are always asking what is on my forehead and I don't know what to answer because I myself don't even know what it is.
ersonleads: I'm presently working with a reputable company. I met a girl I really flow with. She's matured & understanding. She's in her 400level in school & I said within myself never to let her pass me by. We've come to a compromise that she should finish before I take her to the alter. Want to do so when She's 22yrs of age. I'm 11yrs older than her.
Please I need your Advice if I'm doing the right thing?
If you really think she is OK for you, then go for her. Age should not be the barrier between the both of you.
tolakush92: Good evening nlders I’ll be very brief and precise .This thing has been bothering my mind and I felt I should seek for reasonable and experienced opinions from senior men them on this forum .
The issue is .. is it a bad thing to cook in my Brothers house (although he has a wife and kids ) .His wife felt bad yesterday cus I cooked small okra and Eba cus I was hungry . The only food she likes me to cook in her kitchen is indomie . I feel if there Is love what’s there if I cook anything I want to eat in the kitchen .must I always take permission to cook
Pls I want to know if it’s right or wrong
Front page pls
Young man, you are more than wrong to cook soup in your brothers house where there is a wife, if it was to be an indomie or rice, I would have been understood.
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