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This is a man's fervent prayers for a cheating man and woman. Can you spot the difference?

Maybe I did not. If I did, why would I still be frolicking with Bisola that very time we were in a relationship? Why would I still bring another lady to the house?

I was silent. That spoke volume.

“I see. So, there was never love. You only wanted to please your parents by playing along, right?”

Dumbly, I nodded.

“Good. Just like you, I also wanted to please my parents. I never loved you too.”

Somehow, I looked relieved. That settled everything, didn’t it? What then was the talk about going on with the relationship all about?

“We must still carry on with the relationship all the same.”

I shook my head. “What a bunch of contradictions you have here. On one hand, there’s mutually no love. That means it was a no-love-lost relationship. Then on the other hand, you said the relationship must continue. Why the big contradiction?”

“There’s no contradiction. There’s no love lost, yes, but I want the relationship to continue, and it must.”

Now, she was using a language I didn’t like. Why was she using the word, ‘must’?

“What if I insist that the relationship will not be?”

She smiled. In a surprise move, she stood up and held her handbag.

“Thanks for your time. Goodnight for now.”
“Goodnight? I thought we were still talking!”
Her smile was still there. “We’ll talk another time. Can you take me home?”

Maybe I should be happy that she had terminated further discussion and was going home. I stood up too. “Let me get the car key.”

I went to the bedroom to fetch it but I was soon back. I could not but wonder about that her confidence that our relationship must continue. Why must it continue? What would be her gain in that?

“I stay with Dapo for now,” she said.

Dapo was her brother that worked at the Presidency. He stayed at Asokoro District. I needed no direction to the place.

“You’re not staying with daddy?” I asked.

“No.” The answer was almost brusque.

She probably didn’t want to broach that topic.

During the drive, we hardly exchanged words. At the gate of the house, Yetunde quickly leaned over and gave me a peck.

“Goodnight, dear. Have a good night rest.”

I was too stunned to utter a word. But maybe I shouldn’t be stunned. Had she not bared her mind on her intentions?

On my way home, I was a bit unsettled. Why was Yetunde making this come-back just when I was thinking I should be faithful to my wife? Why would she want a relationship after the first unpalatable one we had? I shrugged. All I had to do was to tell her I wasn’t interested.

She should go ahead and get herself another man. There were so many men out there who were looking for a pretty and busty lady like her for a serious relationship. She should just leave me alone.

I went to an eatery where I had my dinner.

After that, I drove home. I switched on the television and was watching a news channel when Yetunde’s call came through.
“Are you back at home?” she wanted to know.

“Yes.”

“How’re you?”

I grinned. It was fanciful the idea of Yetunde becoming caring. “Fine.”

“So, how do you eat?” she asked.

“I eat out.”

“Poor you.”

What did that mean? I sighed.

“Anyway, I just called to know if all was well with you.”

“Thanks a lot,” I replied.

“Dream of me. Goodnight.”

Before I could say a word, she disconnected the line. I grinned to myself again. She must be a joker. There was no way I was going to dream about her.



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Nice one.

Since the years of the Shah, Iran has suffered violence and only the violent enjoy that place. Americans want to protect their interests. Iran too is trying to do the same.
Against Iraq (1980 - 1985), Iran was able to withstand Iraq, despite the fact that America was then backing Iraq.
This one is a different ball game.
For now, Tehran can not match the firepower of Washington.

World War 3? I don't think so. Iran will try to win the support of Arabs and Muslims, but it won't work. The middle East zone is always known for conflicts, so this one is not different or surprising.

Behold, in nine months' time, many women shall deliver babies.

Oh what a sad news. RIP to the dead.

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What do you think the man is holding and what is he instructing the woman?

Good. There is dignity in labor.

Yes, real men indeed eat meat. They drink juicy milk too.

“Can’t we go back to what we were before that ugly incident?” she said further.

My heart leapt. What on hell was she talking about? “I don’t understand you, Yetunde.”

“Of course, you do, Henry. You do understand me.”

I shook my head. This looked like a dream and I wished I could wake up from it. “If I may get you right, what you’re suggesting is that we should continue with the old intimate relationship, right?”

She smiled. “Right.”

“But you know that will not be possible. I am married. I’m now married to another lady, unlike then that were betrothed.”

The next thing she said showed how adamant she was. “But I still love you Henry. Despite all you did, I love you.”

Again, I shook my head. “I can’t believe you, Yetunde. Remember you were the one who called off the engagement and wedding.”

“I know. I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done that.”

Wonderful! She said she shouldn’t have done that. Well, the fact was she did and that ended the pet dream of she and I getting wedded. Was it not too late now for her to be saying all what she was saying?

“Well, the past is gone and …”

She shook her head vehemently. “No, I’m right here with you, so I’m not the past.”

Oh, no. How could Yetunde be talking like this?

“But I’m married,” I replied. “What about my wife? Don’t forget I also have a kid. Where will all this leave my family?”

“Are you telling me it’s a crime to come around and tell you I still love you?”

I sighed. “No, no. I didn’t say anything is a crime. However, it will be improper to carry on as we were before now.”

She suddenly stood up. “If this is the way you’re going to treat me, then I think I should be on my way.”

I was stunned. Now, I could see the traces of the old Yetunde. But what would I do?

She picked her hand bag. I stood up too but was confused on what to say.

“Goodnight.” She moved towards the door.

I finally found my voice. “Wait, Yetunde. You don’t have to leave in anger.”

“I’m not leaving in anger.”

“If you’re not,” I quickly said. “Then, sit down.”

She hesitated. I watched to see what she would do.

“Come on, sit down. Let’s talk this over like mature adults,” I went on.

Slowly, she went back to her seat and sat down.

“That’s better.” I went back to my seat too. “See, as I said earlier, I’m sorry I caused the whole discord. But then, that was gone. Now, things have changed for me. I’ve moved forward with life and I’m married. What you’re suggesting can simply not stand. As it is, I can only wish you a successful and married life too.”

She was silent for a while. “I don’t agree with you,” she said.

I stared at her and chuckled. “Oh, come on. Why will you disagree?”

“Why should I agree?”

I looked slightly confused. “Why shouldn’t you? What I’ve said was tenable, wasn’t it?”

She shook her head. “Not by my standard.”
I looked exasperated.

“Does that mean you never really loved me?” she asked.

Maybe I did not. If I did, why would I still be frolicking with Bisola that very time we were in a relationship? Why would I still bring another lady to the house?

I was silent. That spoke volume.

“I see. So, there was never love. You only wanted to please your parents by playing along, right?”
Dumbly, I nodded.



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I don't believe the news. Is it somebody who could not win party chairmanship that now wants to contest for Presidency?

Too bad. See where her smartness has got her.

The President has done well on this.

Obaseki needs to learn that in politics, you give and you take.

Too bad that some people started the new year on a violent note.

I saw this on Facebook and since I agree with the points raised, I decided to publish it here.

Enjoy.

Italian Relationship:
1st day= Sex
2nd day= Sex again.

French Relationship:
1st day = movies & kiss
2nd day = Sex
3rd day = Sex again

British Relationship:
1st day= hangout & kiss
2nd day = kiss & hug
3rd day= kissing, hug and smooching
4th day = sex and more sex

American Relationship:
1st day= Date
2nd day= Hug
3rd day= Hug again (warmly)
4th day= Kiss
5th day= Long kiss
6th day= Sex

Nigeria Relationship:
1st day= Toast
2nd day= Toast
3rd day= Toast again
4th day= Agree
5th day= Date
6th day= Date again
7th day= Date again with three of her hungry friends or cousins.
8th day= Date & Hug
9th day= Tried to peck but failed.
10th day = Peck
11th day= Tried to kiss but failed.
12th day= kiss
13th day= Long kiss
14th day= Tried to have sex but failed.
15th day= Tried to have sex but quarrelled
16th day= Didn't talk to each other
17th day= Malice till the next day
18th day= The man called but the woman didn't pick
19th day= The man called, the woman picked and asked: "what is it?"
The man apologized and the woman replied: "Leave me alone, I am not that type of girl"
The man continued to beg till the next day.
20th day= The woman accepted the unwarranted apology
21st day= Hug
22nd day= Long hug
23rd day= Kiss
24th day= Long kiss
25th day= Tried to have sex but the woman complained that her phone is bad. Guy promised to buy her a new one.
26th day= Tried to have sex but the woman said until he buys the phone
27th day= Tried to have sex but the woman asked: "where is the phone? U are not serious, call me when you are serious."

28th day= sex with romantic screaming
29th day= she called the guy and tell him she's pregnant
30th day= she called again but the line was switched off.

Now, I am tired of Nigerian girls.

Michelle has my respect any time and day. Kudos.

A lioness
a woman,
a lion.
Which one do you fear most?


My own answer: the one in the middle.

FairCritic:
It is not all women who have loose tongues.

I agree.

Happy new year to you too.

Hmn, the rave of the moment.

It is confounding that someone who has helped the party so much will be held in derision by some party members.

Michelle deserves it. She combines brain with beauty and humility.

The great Yvonne Chaka Chaka. Honestly Africans don't respect their own.

Burna Boy is the rave of the moment.

At last! Glory be to God.

May be he has fetish for black bras and undies. All the same, he shouldn't have threatened rape. # Say No to Rape.

imiski:
Watin ah nor understand nah how the picture take follow

She is shedding crocodile tears!