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Indeed, relationship has aches.
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Nice update. |
Good news. We thank almighty God for the church. |
Women too engage in domestic violence. |
This is serious. Demons on the prowl. . |
Thank God the shooter was shot. This calls for concern. The one who stopped him actually brought a gun to the CHURCH! |
Ideal is subjective. It is not universal in acceptance. |
Nice update. |
Congrats sister. You have made us proud. |
It remains an astonishing fact that the Nigerian legistors are the highest paid in the world. Yet the society has such a teeming population of poor people. |
He looks yuppie. I hope he will govern with digital programs, not analog ones. |
Your Excellency, we are still waiting for the real governance. You have all the wherewithal to make things work. Ride on, sir. |
The society must be built on a foundation of fairness, justice and equity. But using the word, 'must' defeats the essence of fairness you are trying to project. |
Despite its extreme views, the authority should be commended for calm and moderate responsiveness. |
The question is did those who took over from Buhari perform better?
Nigeria needs prayer about good leadership. |
I nodded and went to the kitchen. Inside the deep freezer there were different carbonated and malt drinks. I remembered she had preference for malts. I took two cold bottles of malt, an opener and one glass cup. These I set on a try and returned to the sitting-room. She looked at the tray as I set it before her. “Only one glass cup? What about you?” I grinned. “Mine can wait. For now, you’re my guest.” “Guest?” she shook her head. “No, Henry, I don’t want to be treated as a guest.” “Okay, as an old friend, then. Or as a family friend.” “That’s better.” I opened one of the bottles for her. Then I put on the television and put the remote controller on the stool where I had set the tray. “Excuse me.” I went to the bedroom to change into casuals and I was soon back. She sat relaxingly on the chair with the remote device in her hand, flipping from one channel to another. “I hope you’re having a nice time,” I prompted as I took a seat opposite her. She smiled and nodded. “How have you been finding Abuja since you started working here?” “Socially, it’s been boring. That’s why I came to see you.” I didn’t know if I should be delighted about that comment or not, so I only nodded. “It’s quite amazing that we could be friends again,” I said. “I had thought you and I will never sit together like this again.” She grinned. “Well, it’s one of those things. I felt hurt by what you did, no doubt; but one has to forget the past and move on with life.” I chuckled. “You seem to have changed a lot.” She sipped from her glass cup and looked at me inquiringly. “How do you mean?” “Well, you seem to be cool and to take things easy. The old Yetunde I knew was not like that.” “Will you say those are positive changes?” “Sure. I wish you were like this before.” She shrugged. “People mature with age and experience, I suppose.” “Yes, I suppose.” “And you too seem to have changed a lot.” "Really?” She nodded. “You seem to behave more maturely now.” I smiled. “I will take that as a compliment. Thanks.” “I’m sorry.” I stared at her. “Sorry for what?” “I’m sorry I was a little overbearing during our short relationship.” I couldn’t believe my ears. So, Yetunde could ever say this. A little overbearing? No, she was not a little overbearing. She was outright overbearing and condescending! But, despite her excesses, I owed her apologies too. “I should be the one to apologize. I was the one who desecrated the home by bringing another lady and committing lusts.” “It’s okay. Maybe I shouldn’t have said I never wanted to see you. I shouldn’t have insisted on calling off the wedding plans.” Now, I was beginning to marvel at her penitence. This Yetunde was certainly different from the haughty one I knew before. “Well, I was the cause,” I offered. “I should be the one to be full of apologies.” “And I missed you so much.” That was a bombshell. She missed me? How? “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?” You can get full download @ https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/heart_of_seduction/30375
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I nodded and went to the kitchen. Inside the deep freezer there were different carbonated and malt drinks. I remembered she had preference for malts. I took two cold bottles of malt, an opener and one glass cup. These I set on a try and returned to the sitting-room. She looked at the tray as I set it before her. “Only one glass cup? What about you?” I grinned. “Mine can wait. For now, you’re my guest.” “Guest?” she shook her head. “No, Henry, I don’t want to be treated as a guest.” “Okay, as an old friend, then. Or as a family friend.” “That’s better.” I opened one of the bottles for her. Then I put on the television and put the remote controller on the stool where I had set the tray. “Excuse me.” I went to the bedroom to change into casuals and I was soon back. She sat relaxingly on the chair with the remote device in her hand, flipping from one channel to another. “I hope you’re having a nice time,” I prompted as I took a seat opposite her. She smiled and nodded. “How have you been finding Abuja since you started working here?” “Socially, it’s been boring. That’s why I came to see you.” I didn’t know if I should be delighted about that comment or not, so I only nodded. “It’s quite amazing that we could be friends again,” I said. “I had thought you and I will never sit together like this again.” She grinned. “Well, it’s one of those things. I felt hurt by what you did, no doubt; but one has to forget the past and move on with life.” I chuckled. “You seem to have changed a lot.” She sipped from her glass cup and looked at me inquiringly. “How do you mean?” “Well, you seem to be cool and to take things easy. The old Yetunde I knew was not like that.” “Will you say those are positive changes?” “Sure. I wish you were like this before.” She shrugged. “People mature with age and experience, I suppose.” “Yes, I suppose.” “And you too seem to have changed a lot.” "Really?” She nodded. “You seem to behave more maturely now.” I smiled. “I will take that as a compliment. Thanks.” “I’m sorry.” I stared at her. “Sorry for what?” “I’m sorry I was a little overbearing during our short relationship.” I couldn’t believe my ears. So, Yetunde could ever say this. A little overbearing? No, she was not a little overbearing. She was outright overbearing and condescending! But, despite her excesses, I owed her apologies too. “I should be the one to apologize. I was the one who desecrated the home by bringing another lady and committing lusts.” “It’s okay. Maybe I shouldn’t have said I never wanted to see you. I shouldn’t have insisted on calling off the wedding plans.” Now, I was beginning to marvel at her penitence. This Yetunde was certainly different from the haughty one I knew before. “Well, I was the cause,” I offered. “I should be the one to be full of apologies.” “And I missed you so much.” That was a bombshell. She missed me? How? “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?” You can get full download @ https://publish.okadabooks.com/book/about/heart_of_seduction/30375
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No qualms. Some of them have enrolled anyway. |
He should remember that Man Proposes, God Disposes. |
If indeed this 'ayelala' is so powerful, then we will need to invite its priests to Abuja, the FCT, so that they can place curses on those who embelzzle national money and who don't wish Nigeria well. This is just my pedestrian opinion. |
If Nigeria is serious about industrial development, this is not what we should be hearing now. In the past, a lot was said on the steel subsector with little results. One hopes this time around there will be real structural and resultant changes. |
I don't agree with the 'soul tie' theory. However, I agree on fidelity. Yes, cheating does not pay. |
The beating was retrogressive and condemnable, but why did he have to run abroad for treatment? Those who want to salvage this country must start by giving a little trust to the existing structure. If there's no such modicum of trust, then, there's no need to salvage anything. What is the difference between what he has done and our public officers going abroad for treatment? |
China has pioneered many revolutionary acts, but rewriting the Bible is something that country will never succeed in doing. Even the powerful Mao Zedong (when he was alive) could not try it. |
Yes, in spite of the bad boy image USA may have, she is still playing the role of effective policing. Thanks to the USA. |
The search for a Greener pasture has ended in untimely death of the man. Rest In Peace. |
This is terrible. All in the name of gaining power. RIP to the dead. |
The season of freeing is here. |
Cool. |
That is the spirit of the season. There is joy in harmony and in peace. Let there be one love. |
You don't need to get angry. It is true that what your neighbor did was painful, but don't get overtly angry about it. That should not stop you from giving too. You have done your own part. Leave the rest. |
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