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Episode 2) JUMAI
Baban walked over to Dongo and stood a few inches from him. He stood almost a full one feet above his henchman. The man put up a very strong front and he respected him for it but he could see the fear in his eyes and the slight tremble of his lips.
“Do you know how much a dollar exchanges for in naira right now?” Baban asked. “I don’t care how much you get in naira. I want my money in dollars.”
“Dollars?” Dongo asked through clenched teeth and broken lips.
“Dollars, yes dollars.”
“But they…” Dongo started to say but he silenced him with a cold stare.
He really wasn’t particular about the dollars. It did not matter to him what currency his money came in. When you needed to transfer a large amount of money but didn’t want a large volume of money, currency begins to matter. It also mattered that his men did exactly what they were told. He knew how dangerous his business was.
“15 million naira,” Baban said. “How much did you send to the doctor?”
Dongo hesitated then said. “We sent everything.”
“Everything?”
“You said that was the most important thing right now.”
Baban nodded, he was right. Maybe his lash out at Dongo wasn’t totally called for.
“And when did he say we will get the Kulunix?”
“In two weeks.”
“Two weeks?” Baban grabbed a cup and threw it against the wall. “He told me two weeks a month ago.”...continue reading here

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BROWNstories: (Episode 2): JUMAI
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Mark Ademola looked through the window of the plane as it continued its descent. The atmosphere was clear, it was going to be an uneventful end to an uneventful flight, which was good. He was back to his world, the place where he belonged. Lagos was home. Crazy and sometimes frustrating but home all the same.
He craned his neck to see if he could spot his street or his house. It was a habit he had that was yet to yield any results. He saw several roads and several houses but never his own. He leaned back in his seat. He was not sure why he kept trying, it was never going to happen.
A few minutes later, the plane stopped and the ‘fasten seatbelt sign’ went off.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Murtala Mohammed Airport, Lagos.” The Captain announced. “Local time is 9:15am…”
Mark ignored the mumbling P
ilot and unfastened his seatbelt. It was crazy that he still needed to go to the office after the strenuous week he just had but that was his life. He stood from his seat and reached for the overhead cabinet. He opened it and removed his luggage.
Chop! Chop! Let’s go.
“Could you help me get my bag, please?” A voice called from behind him.
He looked back to see who the voice belonged to. He stopped at the sight that faced him. She looked at him with the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. She was a few inches shorter than him, light skinned and a face that invited you to know the owner. Who is this girl? Why wasn’t he ever lucky to get a seat beside someone like her?
“My bag please?” She said again.....click to keep reading


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it's been a long time I have kept this to myself but I think it is time for me to tell this story. Please read, so it won't happen to you too.It all happened on Sunday morning; it rained the previous night.I slept late on Saturday night and thus, woke up late. My church service starts by 8am but when I opened my eyes, it exactly 8:12am.I sprang up from my mattress, removing my blanket as quickly as I can and didn't even bother to bathe. Brushing my teeth within ten seconds, I wore my already pressed clothe sand ran off to church.My roommate was still sleeping but I didn't think he planned going to church at all. So without saying goodbye or waking him up, I left the room.When I stepped ......click to keep reading

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I remember you, just like yesterday; the moment you stepped into my life.It was a sunny morn,’ we were still in elementary school. There was primary one but you chose primary two. The moment I saw you, my heart knew one thing for true- it was you. Right from the door to your seat, I knew what we had was true, it was a chemistry that I learnt in biology, the velocity in your propensity that turned my brains off momentarily. ............ CONTINUE HERE
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bolore stood and took his leave, not caring to look behind. Jerry threw the papers close to him faraway from himself in annoyance. He couldn’t bear it all longer. “Jesus, he called, please give me wisdom in tackling this, I have no idea on what to do.’ He knew he was out of time: by tomorrow he should have made his decision at the final meeting with their Chinese partners who were looking to invest in the company’s initiatives. This deal was no different; Jerry was just to inflate the prices again or agree with the fraudulent members of the board. He had nowhere to go, even the cousin of the CEO of KPMG was involved in the E1 000 000 deal. E1 000 000 was no small money. It was pounds, not dollars, cents or Yen. Not even Naira, the devil tried to mess with his head while he lay in bed, ruminating his next step as his beautiful Kemi laid her head on his hairless chest and their bodies lay close interlocked. She was tired, he was really disturbed... CONTINUE

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Abolore stood and took his leave, not caring to look behind. Jerry threw the papers close to him faraway from himself in annoyance. He couldn’t bear it all longer. “Jesus, he called, please give me wisdom in tackling this, I have no idea on what to do.’ He knew he was out of time: by tomorrow he should have made his decision at the final meeting with their Chinese partners who were looking to invest in the company’s initiatives.
This deal was no different; Jerry was just to inflate the prices again or agree with the fraudulent members of the board. He had nowhere to go, even the cousin of the CEO of KPMG was involved in the E1 000 000 deal. E1 000 000 was no small money. It was pounds, not dollars, cents or Yen. Not even Naira, the devil tried to mess with his head while he lay in bed, ruminating his next step as his beautiful Kemi laid her head on his hairless chest and their bodies lay close interlocked. She was tired, he was really disturbed... CONTINUE

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Here are 11 steps to get rich quickly through the budget:

STEP 1. Get elected into the National Assembly –you can go
to Senate or House of Representatives. It doesn’t really
matter.

STEP 2. Be a good friend of the Speaker or Senate President,
and the respective chairpersons of appropriation
committees. That is the legislative committee that vets the
budget.

STEP 3. Think up some flimsy projects – say, boreholes to
provide water for your poor constituents. It is called
constituency project..........
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“ JerryOluwatosin Meyer, you attention is being requested in the inner room.”He answered but giggled a bit. “Inner room: is that where the interview is conducted?” he smiled to himself.

The interview wasn’t for too long. An hour plus and he was doing extremely well. After being asked to narrate his loss of his last job which he truthfully did, from beginning to the end. The interviewer asked him one last question.
“Are you a Christian?’’

“Of course,” Jerry responded.


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the full speech below.


 Thank you all, thank you so much. It is hard to believe that it has been eight years since I first came to this convention to talk with you about why I thought my husband should be president. Remember how I told you about his charace heart of our hearts, the center of our world, and during our time in the White House we have had the joy of watching them grow from bubbly little girls...keep readinghttp://tosynbrown..nl/2016/07/inspirational-mind-blowing-michelle.html?m=1







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When I feel my heart, I hear your voice. I hear those tiny sound of my name echoing nimbly in my thought. The sound of those moment you didn't even know how eventually you say my name in those sacred tones. Those soft tones that originates from the primal part of your brain uncontrollably..........click to keep reading

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When I feel my heart, I hear your voice. I hear those tiny sound of my name echoing nimbly in my thought. The sound of  those moment you didn't even know how eventually you say my name in those sacred tones. Those soft tones that originates from the primal part of your brain uncontrollably....continue.reading on
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When I feel my heart, I hear your voice. I hear those tiny sound of my name echoing nimbly in my thought. The sound of  those moment you didn't even know how eventually you say my name in those sacred tones. Those soft tones that originates from the primal part of your brain uncontrollably....continue.reading on
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Jerry woke up to a jarring start. He had been dreaming all night long of different job like scenarios he could experience. Whether it were the ones, he would lose due to lack of composure; or the marks he might lose of any extra test usually employed to streamline desperate applicants. It could be a simple question and that could be it, he mused.

“hmmm…this life na wa o”


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This is the story of jerry Oluwatosin Meyer, a young job seeker who was just put out of employment following a job fraud that went wrong.
He narrates his tale and his numerous travails, as he begins his new job search worried for where it might land him...coming soon

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A lad called Majnun from childhood had shown love in his nature, revealing to the eye of the seers the tragedy of his life. When Majnun was at school he became fond of Laila. In time the spark grew into a flame, and Majnun did not feel at rest if Laila was a little late in coming to school....

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He is too sad to speak.' Laila at once suspected that the dinner might have been handed to the wrong person. She said, 'Is anybody else there?' The maid said, 'Yes, there is another person sitting there also, but he seems to be beside himself. He never notices who comes or who goes, nor does he hear a word said by anybody there....................read on the link below




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The story of Laila and Majnun has been told in the East for thousands of years and has always exerted a great fascination, for it is not only a love-story, but a lesson in love. Not love as it is generally understood by man, but the love that rises above the earth and heavens.
A lad called Majnun from childhood had shown love in his nature, revealing to the eye of the seers the tragedy of his life. When Majnun was at school he became fond of Laila. In time the spark grew into a flame, and Majnun did not feel at rest if Laila was a little late in coming to school....

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The third episode of our love story
The story of Laila and Majnun has been told in the East for thousands of years and has always exerted a great fascination, for it is not only a love-story, but a lesson in love. Not love as it is generally understood by man, but the love that rises above the earth and heavens.
A lad called Majnun from childhood had shown love in his nature, revealing to the eye of the seers the tragedy of his life. When Majnun was at school he became fond of Laila. In time the spark grew into a flame, and Majnun did not feel at rest if Laila was a little late in coming to school....

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1. After drinking he went inside the hotel's rest room to urinate and on entering the toilet, he saw the reflection of himself on the mirror and shouted "Oh
sorry, somebody is even here".

OR

2.After drinking, he got up and started searching for his phone all around. He puts on the phones' torch light (the one he is looking for) to enable him look for the phone and in the process the same phone rang, he picked up....READ MORE ON

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This is the story of Oluwatosin Meyer, a young job seeker who was just put out of employment following a job fraud that went wrong.
He narrates his tale and his numerous travails, as he begins his new job search worried for where it might land him...coming soon on tosynbrown..com.ng

This is the story of Oluwatosin Meyer, a young job seeker who was just put out of employment following a job fraud that went wrong.
He narrates his tale and his numerous travails, as he begins his new job search worried for where it might land him...coming soon on

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. After drinking he went inside the hotel's rest room to urinate and on entering the toilet, he saw the reflection of himself on the mirror and shouted "Oh
sorry, somebody is even here".

                                                        OR

2.After drinking, he got up and started searching for his phone all around. He puts on ......read the rest on (click)
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