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Hahaha...before nko

internationalman:
I protect my reputation the same way defenders protect their dicks when Ronaldo want to play free kick.

I think I get you covered then.

emeijeh:
Their phone nko ?

lol...maybe.

While there are people in this world who believe nothing in this life is worth saving, there are people who will believe otherwise. And while there are people who feed themselves with a porous mentality of nothing in the actual sense of nothing is what dying for in this world, there exist still people who believe everything in the actual sense of everything is worth just that. There is this category of people who believe against all odds of reasoning and senses there are things in this life that are still worth dying for, worth saving, and worth protecting. There are people who believe that for whatever reasons that may be, silvers should never be bargained for gold. For those that don’t, there is little close to nothing I can say. But for those that do, the following are things that are probably going to make their list.



REPUTATION


The pride of a man is in his name and his honour in the reliability of his words. A good number of times we have heard people, friends, families and neigbhours come to a boiling point where they rise up and say: “This, I can take no more.” This is because the reputation of a man is his best shot at success and relevance in this world we live in. A man that has his reputation soiled has nothing if anything in common with trustworthiness, respect, and relevance. This is why in daily living we continue to see people from all walks of life writing rejoinder and releasing press statements debunking a particular rumour or acknowledging a particular fact in the name of saving their reputation. This is why more than ever people go about saying “I do not do this” despite the fact people understand such things cannot fall into their laps. Given the undeniable fact that reputation as antecedents remains the prime target of character defamation and assassination, it is that possible that it makes the list of what is worth protecting.



FAMILY


Next to the reputation of a man will be his family. I have never seen a man who attaches less value to his family than he attaches to his own breathe. A poor man having nothing we still bet his own life for his family if that’s the last thing he does on earth. Even a drug dealer will still say: “Do anything you want to do man, but don’t you come near my family. If you do, I swear I am going to kill you”. A politician will do the same, likewise an arm robber. For those who have one, family can be everything. And like someone once said, for love I can do anything, but for family I will do everything. I say family should make it to this list.


RELIGION


Depending on the culture and background one of the things people will bank their life on will be their parents. Most religions teaches taking responsibility for ones parents at such an old age. Any attempt to prevent this from happening can therefore be expected to be met with a very fierce resistant, unpleasant fierce resistant. You may mess with some people’s reputation, take a flinch at their family, but try it with their parents and you will be the world luckiest man of all time. Take that as an irony.


LOVER


I don’t know about you, but I think my girl will make my list. You see you don’t get to mess with her. You don’t get to talk things about her. And you don’t get to disrespect her. And this if I’m right will be the same for every guy who sees a lady for what she is. Nobody loves to be disrespected. Disrespecting a man’s lady is disrespecting that man himself. I have not seen, and don’t think I will ever see a man who will take his lady for granted. I mean his lady for granted, not his, well, you understand what that means.



THE MIND


I quite don’t know about you, but that’s one thing above everything I guard with all my mental consciousness. You can say that’s because I’m a writer, a poet and a thinker; that will be right but not completely right. I do not see a businessman crossing the boundary of success in any time visible with a confused mind. Neither do I see a philosopher making anything out of life with a perturbed mind. I still cannot imagine a successful leader without a clear mind to call his friend, neither do I imagine a best of all time artist with a crippled mind. The mind is really, really and really priceless a treasure too valuable to be measured in worth. And people of prospect will consider it worth protecting.


SECRETS


Indulge me in listing this but I think it’s readily obvious. Secrets are personal and thus need constant guarding and protecting. As a loaded guy in a city of beauties, you won’t probably want to let that lady of incomparable beauty know of your involvement with the new girl down the street, neither will you want the girl down street to know you are taken and owned by the lady of incomparable beauty, hence and hence the need to have a sealed room of no invitation in the mansion of your heart. I seriously do not think anything classed secrets will be left unguarded to be divulged.



MONEY


You are damn well so right. M…O…N…E…Y money, is the only thing capable of rendering this post incomplete. Everything a man does on earth he does for the money. Going to school, acquiring a skill, learning a trade, doing a trade, signing a deal, releasing an album, writing a book, being a Linda Ikeji, even leadership these days. I have heard a lot of people say they can die for the money, and when they say it, there is no questioning the seriousness in their voice. A typical Nigerian politician is a good example to this exemplary mental erosion. A hooker may however be a better example: you try and rob her of her money and see what I mean by delving into the rocks. If anything comes first, many will place money before everything worth protecting. I don’t think I do for now, but maybe I will one day. Who knows.


http://thewalkingminds..co.id/2017/11/seven-things-every-man-will-guard-with.html?m=1

Only If

Only if looks can say it all.
And stares express it so well.
Only if smiles can replace words.
Then you and I would have become one.


Because your look was such that said yes.
Like the skin yes the wind.
And your stare a whisper of affection
Whispered to no one but me.


Your smile was like a sunrise in a sunset.
As pleasant as a gift from the nobles.
And for those moment i watched,
They remain to me the best of memories.


But it could have been more than that.
It could have been more than just memories.
It could have been more than just stories.
It could have been more than just a moment.


It could have been more than a moment.
If only I had done more than stared.
If only I had done more than smiled.
If only I had walked the words out my mouth.


If only I had tell you how I felt.
In your presence every single moment we met.
If only I had told you about it.
That everything was beyond the smile and glance.


Beyond the smile, and beyond the stare.
Beyond a friend I called you that time.
If only I had told you the truth about the stars:
That more than anything you make my world bright.


That you are the darkness that makes my star shines.
The wings that kept me flying high.
That you are the ocean my fish flourishes in.
And that I spent all night thinking just about you.


Perhaps thing would have been different.
Perhaps you would still be here.
Perhaps you wouldn't be this far.
Perhaps I would still have you to call mine.


Only if.

Only If
Only if looks can say it all. And stares express it so well. Only if smiles can replace words. Then you and I would have become one.

Because your look was such that said yes. Like the skin yes the wind. And your stare a whisper of affection Whispered to no one but me.

Your smile was like a sunrise in a sunset. As pleasant as a gift from the nobles. And for those moment i watched, They remain to me the best of memories.

But it could have been more than that. It could have been more than just memories. It could have been more than just stories. It could have been more than just a moment.

It could have been more than a moment. If only I had done more than stared. If only I had done more than smiled. If only I had walked the words out my mouth.

If only I had tell you how I felt. In your presence every single moment we met. If only I had told you about it. That everything was beyond the smile and glance.

Beyond the smile, and beyond the stare. Beyond a friend I called you that time. If only I had told you the truth about the stars: That more than anything you make my world bright.

That you are the darkness that makes my star shines. The wings that kept me flying high. That you are the ocean my fish flourishes in. And that I spent all night thinking just about you.

Perhaps thing would have been different. Perhaps you would still be here. Perhaps you wouldn't be this far. Perhaps I would still have you to call mine.

Only if.

THE BROOM OF CHANGE


They flew on the wealth of the people.
But never did love the people.
Like kids they played on their intelligence.
Ours is a new era of change they said.



Music of derision sang they to their ears sweetly:
Priding vain words on the wings of propaganda.
This administration has done absolutely nothing they said.
And no one in question questioned the sense in that.



And so the people embraced the broom of change.
With hope it would in time change their stories.
They waited and waited and waited.
Till their hope became a mist in the wakening of the day.



The lies nevertheless continued.
A man with a hat of lies took it as a job.
This government is working efficiently he said.
But the strong house would say something to the contrary.



Bold rats invaded the strong house.
And hunger the stomachs of the poor
struck mercilessly.
Death with freedom took many wives for himself.
In all these the Biro kept touring the world.



Enemies were carelessly made by him.
And decisions like angry words harshly made by him.
No plan in sight for the people.
Only policies of hardship to terrorize their soul.



The change they waited for was chain.
And the broom a room of doom.
The new era of change they clamoured for,
Brought nothing but pain to them.


By Olusanya Olaleye

PastorMB:
Nice one...

The future is not ours to see, but the CEO of Access bank said something which is;

"THE FUTURE BELONGS TO THOSE WHO DESIGN THEIRS TODAY"

What plans are you making for the future?

Perhaps maybe. But a man cannot design a future that doesn't exist.

A young writer may very well keep quiet on many things, but never a subject of immense importance such as the Nigerian graduates and the future that awaits them. A writer that closes his heart to this may as well not be considered a writer, after all, if anything is worth a writer sympathy it will be the hope and redemption of his country which, in the case of the Giants of Africa, is being shouldered on his fresh educated young minds: the Nigerian graduates.



Every Nigerian youth without any ado will among favourite primary school memories have as favourite songs these favourite lines proclaiming confidence and efficacy:


"Parents, listen to your children.
They are the leaders of tomorrow.
Try to pay our school fees.
And give us sound education."


Of course scholars from the 70’s will still have the courage and boldness to echo these lines aloud to themselves, having the credence of returning rewards for long years of continuous efforts in a comfortable and endurable atmosphere of consistent perseverance. Their parents one may be very sure will have as well the privilege of excusing their forks and fingers from the meal of unfruitful investments which, speaking of, has turned out to be the order of the day when it comes to the Nigerian graduates of our days beating their chests about tomorrow and saying: “Education, my friend, is still the best legacy.”



Perhaps by emphasizing this, our “Lead-ass” of today may have a tint of compassion for the future of Nigeria, which in another words is the future of each Nigerian graduates that passes through the Nigeria education system.

A FUTURE OF COMPLETE JOBLESSNESS

The Nigeria unemployment rate if facts are right increased from a bearable 10.4% to an unbearable 14.2% in the last quarter of 2016, leaving the country with the record of highest history of joblessness since 2009. For a Nigerian youth that never sets his foot in a tertiary institution this development may mean nothing, but for a Nigerian youth that actually went through the Nigeria education system, this will mean everything. The Nigeria education system is structured in such a way that makes life ironically easier. Rows of lectures in limited congested lecture theatres, academic environment starved of basic social amenities, limited access to the internet, and rows of sadistic elements of frustration christened as lectures. A typical Nigerian graduate has had the honour of going to bed on empty stomachs, sleepless nights for trashy grades, unwarranted mental harassment on the part of lecturers, and abuse of power on the part of authorities. Enduring all these to be welcomed into a new special kind of job hunting is a thing too much for a compensation. After all the four, five, six years of hard work with nothing in hand but a certificate equating another piece of creative graphic design is enough of a frustration. With the increased unemployment rate for age range of 15-24 years (the age bracket of most fresh Nigerian graduates) by 25.2%, complete frustration is the only thing the future holds for a larger percentage of the Nigerian graduates.



A TEMPTING FUTURE


Needs sometimes overrides the norm, and necessities compel us to do the unthinkable. While a typical Nigerian is cut out from the heart of steel, still, there is a limit to what the mind can take. A jobless Nigerian graduate as expected is daily subjected to a list of insurmountable internal and external pressure, reproach, taunts, and temptations. So unfortunately so the quicker-less-stressful-one-thousand-and-one available ways of buying one way out of the frustration that comes with an endless hunt and search for a job that is not available. If facts are anything to go buy, Nigeria currently ranks 3rd in cyber crimes in the world. In addition to this distinguished achievement, she also bags a first class honours in drug trafficking to the most dreadful countries in the world. Fraud and theft is MTN. And the day may as well be as dangerous as the night due to the numbers of sophisticated weapons of destruction operated during the day by arm robbers. A jobless Nigerian graduate in the midst of all these may in time have none but only one available option, considering how successful and untouched these people are.



A FUTURE OF NEW LEGACIES

Education is the best legacy, this may very well lose its relevance with time. What is best is certainly advantageous, and what is advantageous is beneficial. With the sticky trend of no Ph.D. no job, education may as well lose its advantage in the minds of the jobless Nigerian graduates who soon, will in time have sons and daughters to entrust a legacy to. It won’t seem unlikely that a onetime jobless Nigerian graduate who by hustle and struggle acquire relevant independent skills won’t entrust a legacy of skills acquisition to his children. As well, a Nigerian graduate who transcends the realm of existence into the realm of living through musical talents will instead of another rows of wasted years in universities rather invest his time and wealth into the realization and actualization of whatever talents his children may have. A drug trafficker though unlikely may entrust the same legacy to his children, but the possibility still cannot be erased. The implication is we may have a generation of youths singing:



"Children, listen to your parents.
They are the victims of the past.
Don’t stake too high on schooling.
For education is nothing but a scam."



The future that awaits the Nigerian graduates doesn’t seem to look promising. Some will prefer the word gloomy . While there may be at present no light at the end of the tunnel, there exist still a hope of getting things right. Not just for the jobless Nigerian graduates, but for the future of the Nigeria country. Because, whether it is agreed or not, the cancer today was once a good cell. If the cell was well taken care of there might be nothing as a cancer. If our lead-ass stop being a lead-ass and start being leaders, the aforesaid may as well be a tomorrow that will never come.

SOURCE: OLUSANYA OLALEYE

http://thewalkingminds..co.ke/2017/11/the-nigerian-graduates-and-future-that.html?m=1

WALKING MIND: VOCABULARY TODAY

"Coming around?"

"Yes, sure."

"When?"

"Today."

"Alright. Will be expecting."

"Still coming?"

"Yes. But don't think it will be today. Maybe tomorrow. I will come tomorrow. Sure, will bring the cash along. Alright. Sorry for the delay."

"Hello, I'm still expecting. Still coming?"

"Uhm No. Don't think I can make it again today. Some things came up. Quite unexpected. I'm sorry, don't think I will be going through with the deal. I'm kind of having a rethink. I hope you understand. Thank you.

No doubt we have come across people like this�. May be once or twice, but there is no denying the fact each time it has always been disappointing, if not frustrating. Having to deal with people unstable as the word unstable. Having to raise hope only to be lowered again, like a fetcher in a well, quietly lowered in absence choice. Well, I can relate as much as you do, which is why I have found the word to describe this recurring instability exhibited in words and action.

Vacillation.

Yea, that's the word. Now look up your dictionary for it. And of course as usual, make sure to use the word at every given opportunity. If possible, everyday.

Walking Mind™

BraniacX:
do you play scrabble?

No, I don't.

WALKING MIND: VOCABULARY TODAY

"Aminah, if I should lay my two hands on you, you will regret your living."


"Johnson don't you hear you should go and sleep!"


"Bastard child, how long is it going to take for you to use some sense."


"Idiot of the century, just get the hell out of my face!"

Well, we do, though not always, come across these kind of women, kind of ladies, kind of girls and most of the time we are forced to angrily describe them as annoying bad tempered aggressive cantankerous bowl of frustration. It does do the job, but that's a long shot. There is a less stressful more adequate and appropriate word that covers that more beautiful.

Termagant

Yea, that's the word. Now look up your dictionary for it.

And oh, try and make use of it when you lay eyes on one.

Walking Mind™

Another version of me is No. A schizoid can only roll with a schizoid.