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nurey:Thanks boss. You are tilting towards honda |
Musty4ahmed1:Just hearing this engine smoking for the first time. I used to think honda builds the best engine |
Oga nurey come in. I see you |
ehmmy11:Thanks boss. Yea I know it's a mismatch as they are not on the same pedestal but it's just what I fancy for now and can actually afford. |
dkdigits:True words! Fuel wahala no be here |
jgbemson1:Thank you boss |
Now before you start lambasting me to go and search out previous threads on this, I have already done so. Also, some of those responses were done a while ago when those cars may not have been better understood and I'm sure some folks may have gained one or two new experiences over the years . I am stuck between a Nigerian used honda accord o6/ 07 and a Camry 2000/2001. Na wetin my hand go fit reach I wan go for. The car will be used as a daily driver to and from work. My office is not far away but it's becoming imperative I get a car for business and family. There will be no long distance journey except once or twice in a year to my villa in the East . Btw, I reside in Delta state so I don't think part is a problem. I just want a car without too much drama and wahala and too much costly maintenance issues. The road in my neighborhood is not too bad though. My heart say honda because of its look and prestige but I'm wary of the transmission even though I heard it was improved in the 06 models. Another issue for me is that it seems to get old quickly and tend to lose shape ( my impression though) My head says camry on the other hand. It's seems more rugged but too common and a much older model. I tend to see them everywhere I turn. The suspension is another niggles. I heard it has a better AC than the honda though? Please brothers kindly share your first hand experience so as to help me settle for one and make my son happy Sorry for boring you with this lengthy epistle. |
Now before you start lambasting me to go and search out previous threads on this, I have already done so. Also, some of those responses were done a while ago when those cars may not have been better understood and I'm sure some folks may have gained one or two new experiences over the years . I am stuck between a Nigerian used honda accord o6/ 07 and a Camry 2000/2001. Na wetin my hand go fit reach I wan go for. The car will be used as a daily driver to and from work. My office is not far away but it's becoming imperative I get a car for business and family. There will be no long distance journey except once or twice in a year to my villa in the East . Btw, I reside in Delta state so I don't think part is a problem. I just want a car without too much drama and wahala and too much costly maintenance issues. The road in my neighborhood is not too bad though. My heart say honda because of its look and prestige but I'm wary of the transmission even though I heard it was improved in the 06 models. Another issue for me is that it seems to get old quickly and tend to lose shape ( my impression though) My head says camry on the other hand. It's seems more rugged but too common and a much older model. I tend to see them everywhere I turn. The suspension is another niggles. I heard it has a better AC than the honda though? Please brothers kindly share your first hand experience so as to help me settle for one and make my son happy Sorry for boring you with this lengthy epistle. |
Exmilitant:Wow! Sweet angel! |
Natbrowny:More like it |
Dtruthspeaker:. Well I knew behind the beautiful face is a cold, ruthless woman. I was shocked! |
Natbrowny:No vex bro. At some point I was thinking she is wicked o ![]() |
Happy new year nairalanders!! I thank God for how thus he has led me. Not where I need to be but I have made tremendous progress. Lord thank you! To the crux of the issue. I'm presently in a lavish wedding reception and I'm sitting beside a pretty broad. We got talking and she was complaining bitterly of too much children in the reception venue. I was taken aback! I asked if the children should be left and home and she dropped another bomb. She said that no kids will be allowed in her own wedding reception. I couldn't really arrived at a decision. For me, I love kids and adore them. Pls folks, what's your take on this |
nams77:Thanks for the class boss. It was very revealing! |
Mariangeles:I have seen things worse than him. I don't need any validation. Just felt like putting this out for anyone who is going through rough times |
EdoFirstBorn:My self esteem is intact. That I took some unpleasant route doesn't mean I lost my self esteem. Grow some sense |
EdoFirstBorn:Agreed. It is meant for some other people. Big man |
I remembered it like yesterday and it almost brought tears to my eyes. I remembered walking into that general hospital and making my way to the chief lab scientist. A man in his mid- fifties. Immediately I entered, he looked at me expectantly, hoping to please this young,fresh fellow. The words that came out of my mouth must have mortified him. He looked at me with mouth wide open. Maybe he was still trying to wrap his mind around my odd preposition. I repeated myself again." Sir, I want to sell my blood". He gently put down his glasses. He was still trying to understand how this ebullient,fresh looking , well-fed man can utter this I was dead broke and I needed money to eat. With a calm voice he told me to approach a certain lab nearby. I could see the lock of sympathy in his eyes. I trekked down to the lab he described and met a young, beautiful girl. At this stage I wasn't even considering beauty or shame. I just needed the 3k to eat. She must also have been shocked, guaging from the expression on her face. Who wouldn't? She told me to come back in the evening as the person in charge wasn't around. I sensed she didn't believed my mission. She must have felt i was some sort of government official sent undercover to scrutinize their activities. If only she knew the rumbling in my stomach. I repeated the visit later in the evening and she said same thing. I left and never came back. Looking back to that day, I'm overwhelmed by emotions. I remembered when I was driving keke. I have worked in some mid-size firms but I was out of job and needed to fend for family. I sold my car ( wasn't suitable for transportation biz) and bought a fairly used. tricycle. So began another tale of woes ![]() The dude I took along with me to help out with inspection,tricked me into picking that particular keke. He later went back to collect his kickback. Every week one or two troubles. I begin to talk waka for road. Remain small people for tag me craze man ![]() Got to a point, early morning, I will creep out from my apartment before everyone wakes up and lay my hands on my keke accompanied with hot prayers.( seriously). Kabashing and decreeing on my keke. ![]() Well, it kinda worked but I guess there is a limit to where miracle can carry a dilapidated pile of crumbling engineering. One day, it was time up. I just managed to push it to my house and left it. The bugger refused to move. I remembered how a friend came to me to tell me he was disappointed I was now driving keke. He said I fxck up! How can I condescend so low? Well I pay no mind to him. Same dude later came pestering me now and then for 1k or 2k to go and source for jobs. But I still have to quiet the stomach rumbling. Resources was out and I need to provide. I called a younger friend and told him I need to work at the site he was supervising. He protested but I wasn't going to listen to him. I went there and almost died! Omo! No be small something. Those of una wey dey do this hustle, I carry hand for una! After the days job, I got 2k. Others were given 1500 but matthew decided to give me extra even though i didnt work as hard as the other guys. Maybe he felt guilty allowing an older bro to do this job. He was young and used to look up to me. I washed up and hurried to a nearby store to get some provision for the home. Did I mentioned a neighbor saw me ![]() Waking up the next day na wahala. E be like say dem put 50kg of load on my chest. I struggled yo hit site. Before midday, I was wheezing and panting like a tired and over labored steam engine. By the third day, I gave up. Local Man cannot come and kill himself. I have never done this type of hustle before then. Today I look back and smile. What a journey. I am not out of the wood yet. There are still days I go without money but things are clearer now. My objectives are more focused now and my paths more defined. Above all I'm most hardened and resolute in my resolve to succeed. I made a promise to myself this morning never to quite until the last whistle. We must play the full 90 minutes and demand for extra time sef. I don't know how life is treating you but never give up. Happy Father's day to me too ![]() I truly deserve it Mods no front page pls. |
MufasaLion:Alright bro. Tnx |
MufasaLion:Yea true, but what can be done now? |
I noticed my B Sc certificate got a typographical error done in school. The same error showed up in my nysc certificate too as a result of what my school transmitted to NYSC. The error was just an alphabet. My O levels and other documents carries the correct spelling. I was told swearing an affidavit can help out. Is this adequate enough or what do you guys suggest I do to avoid problems in the future. Please kindly suggest. |
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psylliumhusk1:That might have seen like a plausible reason but as someone who studied a medically affiliated course, I know it is wrong to taunt people with their medical condition and I am well aware of the confidentiality clause that exists in the medical practice It takes a matured mind to behave this way. Btw, I am not saying I'm saint as a human, I have always asked her to tell me my fault or shortcoming but all she can ever say is my mom's interference ( which is obviously false) and not taking care of the family, which is another lie because I have account statements of all the transfers done to her. BTW, I am taking that to her family house after I have settled down in my new place. Thank you for your time |
fineboynl:I rarely respond but I will respond to you. Like ishilove mentioned, you might actually be a young person who is yet to experience marital connection and issues I am not positive. Try and read up what is called discordant couple. It will really clear your understanding Cheers! |
Firstly I really don't like sharing stories here. It feels awkward, but sometimes, you can't really wrap your head around certain issues and you need third parties to examine your issues. This is a new moniker I created for this issue. . Mods please don't send this to frontpage. Ignore the errors and typos. I shared the first part of this story in a previous thread. https://www.nairaland.com/6062515/may-go-separate-ways Now I have been able to get a good self contain apartment in the oukskirt of town. The neighborhood is not posh but the compound and flats is really good. I won't mind as I mostly stay indoors and always mind my business. Madam has still refused to come with me. I have already made up my mind for a solo trip in my lifr journey henceforth. Three weeks ago, I got a call from one of my uncle. Immediately he requested to see me, I knew something was wrong. I eventually went to see him in the company of another uncle who came to pick me. On getting there, the elder one said madam came and discussed so many issues which where down right lies and half truth. She said I don't take care of them nor feed them! ( I eventually got statements from my four accounts showing transfers to her account on weekly basis with narrations such as feeding allowance, foods, baby food etc. Even rent payments were via transfers too) She said so many things that were downright foolish. I can't possibly type all here. She also accused my mum of being the cause of our problem. That it was my mum that brought the idea of me moving to outskirt of town. She conveniently forgot it was the challenges I encountered that led to that decision. Even when she was having problems conceiving for 3 years my mum was always encouraging her and advising her to pray. So after meeting with my uncles and refuting all those lies, I returned home and didn't confront her. I didn't want things spiraling out of control and leading to dangerous events that will appear on pages of papers. I was ready to play calm and avoid trouble. Two weeks ago it was time for me to host my town brethrens. Madam was aware. The meeting was supposed to be on Sunday but madam left for her mom's house immediately she returned from work on Friday. I have already vowed to ignore everything until I leave so I took over preparation. I eventually took the chickens to a friend who is a caterer to help me prepare Free of charge. Madam came back Sunday afternoon, an hour to the meeting. All through the event,she wore a long face and refused to do anything. No complaints from me as I handled everything myself. As I was seeing the guests to their cars, one of my aunty told me to return back home that madam is putting on jeans trouser and said she will attack my mum who also came for the meeting. I hurried back in and actually hurried back in to meet madam now wearing jeans trouser instead of the wrapper she was putting on. I waited to see what will happen but she did nothing again. Well if she has tried that nonsense, it would have spelt big trouble for her, I can guaranty that. Just last Friday, I came in late from work and not long after, her mum and her younger sister marched in. The mum was huffing and puffing like a boxer. I was,just watching in amusement. She said she wanted to see me, so I said OK. She said my younger sister called madam and threatened to come down from her base to beat madam up because madam said she was gonna fight her mum( my mother). I said she(my sister) must have spoken that out of anger and as a woman. I said any lady who heard such news about a threat to her mum, whether its true or false would react that way. That even her own daughters would do same too. Madam's mother went ahead to say something that got my spiked up. She said she is afraid for the safety of her daughter. I tried to reassure her that my sister meant no harm, but she continued. That she is afraid of me and my family, that she heard that my tribe used to eat humans. I stopped her there immediately and asked her to take her daughter and leave immediately. If after 6 years of marriage and a couple of years of dating without any issues and no harm to her daughter, she can say this, then they have no business being in my house. So madam got up and grabbed some few clothing's and left with her mum and sister. Now I am going to call them and reveal things I have sworn not to tell anyone. I will call the mother and tell them the medical condition of their daughter before they will later say it is me and my flesh eating tribesmen that inflicted her. I will tell them her HIV status, that her two fallopian tubes are occluded (blocked ) and that she has hormonal imbalance. These are things I have kept to myself and managed madam's condition myself, but I think they need to know the truth. I think I should do this to absolve myself of blame as this woman goes around painting me and my family bad. Now I can see why madam has been acting the way she does. It is the doctrine she got from my mother. Now I understand why my pastor requested I move my family away from this people. He said this two years ago and I didn't mention anything to him. Dude must have seen something I didn't. I am finally moving to the new place next weekend alone. Life goes on. |
placeofallure:Dem go give you award o. See the way you remember everything. This post made me remember my room mate in the uni. Dude was lanky as an electric pole and always love to wear those shoes that look like spear in the front. Just put this awilo song and you will see this electric pole gyrating. He was soooo good at the dance. Dude only watch 3 things on TV. Congolese songs, wrestling matches and mojo( blue film) How grown ass men go Sidon they watch mojo baffles me a lot. |
Temitopemo6e6:Thank you. Will appreciate more input |
I have been looking at a little business I can start by the side. Something with little startup capital.. I am considering phone accessory business ( batteries,charges,ear piece etc) and foot wear/slippers business. There is this slippers that young guys use to wear nowadays with high,rugged soles... Please,kindly advice. BTW, a friend is saying I also go into the female bra and pants business grin i am open to suggestions Thanks |
I have been looking at a little business I can start by the side. Something with little startup capital.. I am considering phone accessory business ( batteries,charges,ear piece etc) and foot wear/slippers business. There is this slippers that young guys use to wear nowadays with high,rugged soles... Please,kindly advice. BTW, a friend is saying I also go into the female bra and pants business i am open to suggestions Thanks |
I am actually an old member so I will have to go incognito. If you think this is a made up story, that's your business. Lest I forget, mods, pls don't take this story to frontpage. I have been married for close to 7 years now. Its been one hell of a journey. In hindsight, I wondered how I got here. I have supported this woman with the little I have. Life has been good to others but mine has been a struggle. I had to struggle to get anything I want. To be fair to her, she was supportive during some rough patches in my life. Maybe I supposed it was because we were not married then, and she was playing the good girl. If I had acted on my hunch then, I would have noticed her anger issue ( another topic) and moved on. She really tried in concealing it sha. A year into our marriage, she became ill. Terribly ill. When test was conducted, she was HIV positive. I cried bitterly that night. My tears was not because I have become infected, I cried because I thought I was the one who infected her( I was sort of a G then and had numerous affairs). We went to the hospital next day and a test was run on me and I came out negative. Did in 2 other places and was still negative even till date. The Doctors said we were discordant couple ( learnt that day that some few people on earth has natural immunity) I was at a cross-road. Should I go or stay. Well, I decided to stay. The day I took her for counseling and first drugs, the counselor and doctors thought I was her brother. When they learnt i was her husband, they were shocked. They shook my hands and congratulated me for not bailing out. The counselor told me that several marriages and relationships has broken up in his office. Well we moved on and even had a son whom I adore so much ( he is negative too) I have been supportive to my family even though I wasn't so rich. I was the one who suggested She buy a land when she got a loan from her office. Supported her in getting her MBA. When I started my M.Sc, my father came down with stroke and I had to stop. His health gulped so much and I was even scammed by one fake traditional healer. Nine years later, I decided to try and get my M.Sc. unfortunately, my beloved dad left this earth and I had to stop again. tough luck. Once again, the burial gulped much. Not because I wanted to be flamboyant but there were lots of roadblocks ahead to tackle. I had to work on the house he couldn't complete due to his illness. Had to also pay several dues, levies and even fines. My brother's wife and mine were find 190k because they didnt not come down to put their names in the women's record book in the village. My brother's wife could be excused because she didn't know but my wife was told by my mum severally but she feigned busy cos of job.But the truth is she didn't want to go. I didn't take it serious too until my father died and the village insisted I must paid every lobo before my dad could be buried. I and my brother coughed out over 400k to settle all this before we started the burial proper.( not forgetting the house too). Something happened during the burial. While I was busy running around ( looking like a mad man) thinking how to raise 190k to settle the wives fine, for a burial that was just less than a week away. My mother-in law called my wife and told her on phone that if we can't settle the issue, she should park her bags and leave next day for the city. I was shocked but couldn't respond because I was so engrossed with preparation. Now to the latest development. Immediately after the burial, the country entered into the lockdown phase. I was so financially drained but I was happy the burial has come and gone. But the downside was that my salary ( I earn commission,not fixed salary) was slashed into two. Since most of my clients were affected like most nigerians, my earning dropped dangerously. Then came the landlady.(most landladies are hell). All attempt to explain to her that I just returned from a burial that drained me coupled with the effect of the lockdown fell on deaf ears. I told her I was gonna give her 6 months rent and clear the rest later was met with stiff resistance. She bluntly told me if I can pay to the last kobo, I should leave her apartment.I shared the story with my wife and she claimed no money. One day I was with a friend in his office and something just came to my mind. I asked her to help me check an account balance. Lo and behold, the account contained 1.8M. It was my wife account. I was dazed but I didn't tell her. She is currently building her house while I am having gray hairs thinking of how to raise money for a new rent. When I mentioned I wanted to move from this nice neighborhood to a place on the outskirts of town, she immediately told me she will go stay with her mother as the place will be too far from her place of work and my son's school. She initially accused me of trying to separate her from her family by planning to move to the outskirts of town while I was only trying to find a not so expensive area I can afford for now. Well, its painful but I can't even raise the required funds. I am just feeling down cos I might have to settle for a single room. Thsts what i can conveniently afford.I feel terribly depressed about this turn of events. I wonder how it's gonna be be. I don't look down on those in a room apartment, just that I have never experienced this before. My major concern is my son. I love him dearly. I can't afford to stay a day without seeing him. He is going to miss me too. Every morning he wakes up, he always look around for me if he doesn't see me when he wakes up. Its going to crush me leaving away from him( he should stay with his mum for now) Tears are rolling down my eyes right now as I watch him seating down engrossed in his Disney junior cartoon program, oblivious of what is coming in the coming weeks . Things will be better. I am hopeful next year will be better. This year brought much pain and hardship but I am trusting God he will help me on my feet by next year but I don't think this woman will be allowed back to my life. Maybe im wrong, maybe I am not, time shall tell. I just need encouragement from people who have weathered storms before. .once again, mods, don't take this to front page |
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