Onuokwu:


You can ask this question on an existing thread with traffic. Many guys will be willing to give an opinion.

Thank you Onuokwu!

Hello House,

I am starting a building project in Uyo, Akwa Ibom State in the next 5 Months (God willing). The plan is to build a Twin Flat of 3 Bedrooms each all ensuite. There will be a visitor's restroom in the parlor and a Mini Store in the Kitchen. Can someone please give me an idea of what this project will cost? I am looking at finishing every room with modest tiling and pop ceilings. I will appreciate your rich experience in-house and I look forward to your feedback.

dein77:
Good evening, my able people. I initially wanted to post this thread on RELIGION section, but on a second thought, I considered it will make more sense to post it here. The issues to be discussed cut across FAMILY and RELIGION, hence my confusion over which section it should be posted.

My wife's been having recurrent nightmares. Seriously, she hardly have a smooth night. Its all screams and screams, and incessant dreams of death hovering around us. We have prayed and fasted, but the dreams keep coming. Whenever I'm on night shift, I'm also worried about her safety back home. Its either she dreams of our kids having serious attacks or herself being under attacks. Its really challenging.

A few weeks ago, we visited a pastor, and after some discussions he suggested we should relocate to another apartment/place. I pretended like I didnt hear him. When we got home, my wife brought the issue up again and I told her we werent going anywhere. I told her we should continue praying and believe God to see us through. We've been in our current apartment for a little over 5 years. Now she says shes no longer comfortable with the house and that we must relocate. Honestly, she hardly enjoys the place. Whether or not it got anything to do with what our pastor told us, I couldnt tell.

Today, she brought it up again. She had gone to see her business colleague, and according to her they zoomed off into religious stuff, and the issue of our house and the bad dreams came up. Of course, her pastor friend also suggested we relocate. A little argument came up and i had to leave the house. I'm typing from the office; night duty things.

My stand is this: being a Christian over a decade, plus knowing the fact relocating to a new place may not necessarily stop the attacks, I still believe we should ask some of our pastors to come over to our house and join us in prayer. I believe a Christian shouldnt run from demonic attacks, but should instead fight back and withstand these foes. Its my belief shaa!

I just renewed our rent for the year a few days ago. But my wife is still insisting we relocate. Her health and happiness, needless to say, is very important to the both of us, and I dont want to appear insensitive and selfish. What should I do? What if she is right? Should I stand my ground? What if I'm wrong? Too many thoughts crossing my mind. That will be the third place we will be relocating to within our axis.

Whats the best way to handle this situation? Please, I will appreciate all meaningful suggestions and advice....

Thanks, in advance.

I read the comment of people and I feel sad and upset at the way we think in this part of the world. Situations like what is described above can be the result of some sort of depression that can be handled with a simple medical intervention. Why must EVERYTHING in this part of the world be a result of "Spiritual attacks" or "Deeds of the past"? Until we free ourselves from the shackles of superstition and addiction to the "my-pastor-says" syndrome, we will never find solutions to our problems. We will not only be slaves to the conditions that befall us but the pastors that are ever ready to deceive us and rob us of our lean resources.

@Poster: Please see a psychologist and then he will tell you if you need to see a psychiatrist. But dont be in a hurry to administer the antidepressants. Lets see if she can organically reset her thinking. She may be having some sort of Hallucinations which have NOTHING to do with "spiritual attacks".

I can imagine what you are going through right now...be strong!

OtunbaJega:
My Precious Children,

Tonight, I succumbed to peer pressure (exactly what I caution you NEVER to do) and went with a bunch of girlfriends to see Fifty Shades of Grey. I ignored the little voice in my head that implored me to just say “no!” because, after all, it’s just a silly movie, right? Well, I wish I had done as I always tell you to do and given that voice credit because it was right. The thing is, I’m also kind of glad I didn’t because now I have these words for you.

One day, in the not very distant future, I’m going to blink and gasp as I realise you’re suddenly old enough to see movies like Fifty Shades of Grey, yourselves. Of course, you or your friends may even decide that curiosity wins and risk sneaking a peek even earlier than that. Either way, I have to accept the hard fact that your innocent eyes and your uncorrupted minds are going to see this drivel sooner or later.

I am writing this so that when that day comes, you’ll recognise Fifty Shades of Grey for what it is, rather than what it pretends to be.

Let me begin by telling you what Fifty Shades of Grey is not.

It is not a love story.

It does a pretty convincing job of masquerading as one, for sure, but please believe me when I say that love doesn’t even have a cameo role in this plot.

It is also not a romantic fairy tale with a harmless bit of naughtiness sprinkled on top.

Romance is glaringly absent, in fact. As for harmless S&M, please understand that this screenplay’s message is the polar opposite of harmless. In this ‘harmless’ piece of fluff movie, a rich, handsome, experienced man uses his power to seduce and manipulate a young, innocent student into doing a lot of things she is extremely uncomfortable doing.

They are not equals. They are not partners. There is, in fact, no ‘they’ to speak of at all.

Rather, it’s a movie about a narcissistic man’s controlling and violent sexual desires and his sense of entitlement to use and abuse a vulnerable young woman’s body and mind as tools for his own gratification. It’s all about his needs, coupled with the arrogant expectation that she should comply, regardless of her discomfort, to please him.

I sat in the theatre and looked around me at hundreds of women, buying into this so-called ‘sexy love story’ and I felt sick. If an entire theatre of women three times your age couldn’t see how damaging this plot line is, how on earth are teenage girls and boys supposed to?

Please, my daughters, don’t allow this romanticizing of sexual domestic abuse fool you into believing that you should ever allow yourself to be treated like Anastasia Steele. Please, my son, don’t watch this one day and believe that it’s ever okay to intimidate, manipulate or disrespect a woman like the ‘hero,’ Christian Grey. Nobody, male or female, wants or deserves to be disrespected, manipulated or violated against his or her wishes.

I hope, when the day comes that you’re grown up enough to be in a relationship, that you’ll understand that what goes on behind bedroom doors should always be pleasurable for both of you, regardless of your tastes. I hope you’ll understand that consent given under duress isn’t consent at all. I hope you’ll demand respect and that you’ll give respect in return.

Tonight, I walked out of the cinema feeling terrified and a little sad for your generation. If this is the movie that you base your ideals of love and romance on, then I need to make some things very clear and I hope you’re listening.

[b]If someone wants to be with you, turning up at your part-time job unannounced when you haven’t ever even discussed that you have one and acting possessive when a co-worker talks to you is not romantic. It’s creepy.

If you say you’re a virgin and he responds by violently deflowering you, that’s not love. That’s assault.

If he tracks your whereabouts when you’re out clubbing and takes you to his hotel when you’re too drunk to make a rational decision, then undresses you and puts you in his bed for the night, that’s not protective. It’s stalking. In fact, stalking is the least of what it is.

If he turns up inside your apartment uninvited, it’s not romantic. It’s breaking and entering.

If you tell him you’re not interested and you ask him to leave and he responds by tying you to your bed and having violent sex with you after you repeatedly say “no,” all the while threatening to do worse if you make a noise, it’s not passion. It’s rape.

If he sells your car and buys you a new one without your permission “to surprise you,” it’s not romantic. It’s theft and manipulation.

If he monitors your phone calls and threatens you with physical harm because another man calls you, he’s not in love with you. He’s abusing and controlling you.

If beating you with a leather strap until you cry is what gives him pleasure and he asks you to do it despite your distress because it turns him on and then plays the victim to explain it all away, there is no soundtrack in the world that should quiet the voice in your head that yells out that love and romance were never in the picture and they never will be.[/b]

My children, this film was deeply disturbing to me, and I have life experience on my side. I shudder to think that you are going to grow up with stories like this to model relationships on and that you or the people you date will mistake this for ‘normal.’

Please, my precious children, know this: Love is gentle. Love never takes. Love does not demand. Love waits for consent. Love doesn’t need helicopter rides and expensive gifts. Love is enough.

When there’s love, the voice in your head doesn’t yell. It simply doesn’t have to.

My children, listen to me on this, if nothing else.

And, if you choose not to listen to me, then listen to the voice in your head.

With abundant love,

Mum

http://www.bonbonbreak.com/letter-children-fifty-shades-grey/

Insightful! Drawing clear lines! If we do not teach our children, something/someone else will. A mans (ofcourse a child's ,,mind stretched to a new idea, never goes back to its original dimensions.

jamp:


do you need pictures for odour.

Does the odour come from the sky? Or is it spiritual odour?

resty4:
On a bed at the female ward of the University of Maiduguri Teaching Hospital laid a 15-year-old girl in an evidently bad state. Her face and head were bandaged, leaving slits through which only a bruised eye and swollen lips were visible. On her body were clearer signs of trauma, with burns running from her neck down to the lower parts of her body.

Around her bed wafted a foul smell, which a nurse who came to attend to her attributed to a septic wound in the girl’s skull.
A nurse who does not want to be named, because she is not authorised to speak to the on the matter, told the icirnigeria.org, that a group of people from the biggest Internally Displaced Persons, IDP, camp in Maiduguri dumped Lami (the surnames of all victims in this report are withheld to protect them) at the hospital.

“We have many of them. They’d been either raped in the camp or sold by those that should be protecting them in the camps,” the nurse said.
Approached by the reporter, Lami tried to speak, but her voice was muffled into a whisper as pains coursed through her body.

She said her parents were killed by Boko Haram insurgents in her village and she managed to reach Maiduguri, capital of Borno State, in an open truck that dropped people off at a camp for displaced persons.
In the course of moving from one camp to the other, she was separated from her younger brother.

“I do not know where he is,” she said through muffled sobs.

How did she end up in the hospital burnt and battered?

Lami said some government officials came to the camp and took many young girls away and later sold them as slaves. She ended up in the house of one Alhaji Aliyu, whose brother and wife abused her. While Aliyu’s brother repeatedly raped her, his wife weighed in with physical abuse.

“One day, some people came to the camp and said that they were taking us to a better place. That was how I got to Alhaji Aliyu’s house and it was there, every day, his brother forcefully slept with me.

“After that, he would beat me and one of Alhaji’s wives too would always beat me. One day she attacked me with a knife. That was how I got the wound in my skull,” she recounted.

Lami’s case, depressingly, is not an isolated one. Hundreds of girls are now being trafficked from some of the IDP camps in the Northeast set up to cater for people displaced by the insurgency, especially unregistered ones.

It was learnt that because many of the camps cannot accommodate all the people displaced from their homes by Boko Haram attacks, many IDPs end up in makeshift unofficial camps close to the officially designated ones or in nearby villages.
The people in the makeshift camps are not officially registered and technically are not under the care of government.
They are usually taken care of by villagers or even relatives in the government-run camps. Somehow, state officials have the same access and control over these unofficial camps.

They ran from their village in Adamawa and are in small unregistered camp in Gombe
A fertile ground for child trafficking
Kingsley Ogar, a staff of an international donor agency, who does not want his organisation named, confirmed that child trafficking is rife in the IDP camps.

“We had a case in Gombe where a group of persons came from the South, Lagos or Ibadan, we can’t be so sure, paid some people and took away children from the camp.

“We went to deliver relief items in this particular IDP Camp and took a census so that we could come back the following day, which we did, only to realize that over a dozen of them were missing. They were mostly young children between the ages of 5 and 15. “Upon investigation we discovered that some “lords” in the camp were in partnership with the Lagos people to sell the kids.
“We reported to the police (Gombe State command), but we do not know whether they have done anything,” he said.
Our reporter learnt of an IDP camp in Yola where there were said to be about 900 children without parents. It was alleged that children were being sold and trafficked in the camp.

Our reporter visited the camp posing as an official of a church that takes care of children and made startling discoveries. An official in the camp named Raila, who wore the reflective vest of the National Emergency Management Agency, NEMA, told the reporter to wait while she went into a makeshift office. There, she spoke with a male colleague, whom she said is an official of NEMA.

She returned to announce: “You will pay N50,000.for each child and you can only go with three if you want them today,” as if she was in a livestock market.

Apparently not totally devoid of conscience, she tried to rationalise her illicit trade. “We use the money to take care of the other children still here,” she said.

Without any attempt at verifying the reporter’s identity and in less than 30 minutes, three children were ready to be sold, possibly never to return to their roots.
Further investigations revealed that such child trafficking business is a thriving and well-run racket in most IDP camps in the insurgency ravaged North east. It is a triangular manifestation of evil that comprises some heartless displaced persons, unscrupulous camp officials and child traffickers.

Displaced persons who know the children without parents act as middlemen between the buyer and the seller. They liaise with people who come from places as far flung as Akwa Ibom, Lagos, Abuja, Katsina, to carry out the first step in the trafficking process.
The displaced person also identifies the children to be sold and goes ahead to negotiate a price, which, it was gathered, could range from as little as N10,000 to as much as N100,000. After negotiations, the middleman approaches the camp official in charge. The official collects the money and approves the release of the kids.

The child trafficker, we gathered, then re-sells the children to an interested family as a domestic servant or slave.
Like Lami, many, if not all of these children, have very little education. They have little knowledge of their rights and no clue as to how to return home. Those they entrusted their lives with at the IDP camps liaise with the traffickers and agents exploiting their vulnerability in this hideous transaction.

http://www.premiumtimesng.com/investigationspecial-reports/176005-investigation-grim-tales-rape-child-trafficking-nigerias-displaced-persons-camps.html

Heartrending!

Fantastic submission...made very nice reading. Well taken, especially coming from a "Flirty" Karen.

SmartChoices:
So the next thing is to pose for camera abi?

This is the sickest post I have ever read...You are sicker than Fashola's uncle. Eeeeeew!!

ArchEnemy:
The simple truth is that those that ll still do it will do it. There are thugs out there, rough guys, peeps who dont value their lives. And how many of them are gonna listen to you?

Well, if people have decided to believe the lie and entrench it as the truth, we owe it to ourselves to install the truth in its rightful place.

I am not one to dabble deep into political discusses of any sort because politics, as practiced in any clime, has never been of interest to me as a person. However, I am constrained to make this submission in the face of the manifestly mindless way that Nigerian's blindly follow politicians in their wasteful and destructive pursuit of THEIR personal political ambitions. With the approaching elections and the frenzied motion of politicians who have unleashed their political mercenaries, dogs and tools to achieve their targets, we have been inundated with reports of politically motivated crises, ritual killings and bombings to mention a few. The sad part of this is the face that innocent people get caught up the haze of senseless losses.

Often, the motivation for such killings is the desire to extinguish all shades of oppositions and threats to the attainment of political goals of the politician and/or aspirant. As underscored, this is the ambition of the Politician. Experience has taught us the hard lesson of taking with a pinch of salt any promises that is made to us by humans and much less so, the promises of politicians who have an unenviable record of not keeping promises and telling lies on an industrial scale. Truth be told, even with the best of intentions, people are likely to fail on the promises. In light of this reality, we need to really pause for a moment and ask ourselves, BEFORE I KILL OR DIE FOR A POLITICIAN, IS IT REALLY WORTH IT? Is it worth a drop of a man, woman, child or baby's blood to bear the burden of guilt for having killed (Please don't tell me your conscience will not torment you. That moment comes when, no matter how hardened we are, guilt sets in and we helplessly feel the full force of our consciences) anyone for the sake of a politician or godfather.

In the end, we expend our energies and consciences and fight another man's war. We kill innocent people on the streets, we grab defenseless people into cars and slaughter them for people who will only forget about us in a hurry (Even if you are not forgotten, is it worth it?) as soon as they have achieved their end. All we have done is fight another mans fight and trade our consciences. We kill the ones who live with us, the ones who's interest we should protect. The ones that share our experience and feel our pain. The ones who would never have forgotten us-the man, woman, boy, girl and child "on the street". The Political godfather attains his office and soon thereafter becomes unreachable and unapproachable. Because he has become richer and powerful, he will use his strength and muscle and suppress us and we can do absolutely nothing. We have been fooled. What have we done to ourselves?

Think about it and ask yourself, where do the politicians live and where do you live? What is the standard of their lives and what is yours? What is the possibility that you will attain his lifestyle just because you killed someone for him? Will your children live the life their children live? Will a man whom you have killed someone for trust you enough to have you live close to him or entrust you with his possession? Are you enjoying the opportunities or just living on the MERE PROMISE that he will do "something" for your. What can you do with a promise? What can you achieve with HOPE? Is he living on hope?

Before we kill or die, we need to ask ourselves, IS IT WORTH IT? WILL IT ALWAYS BE WORTH IT? WILL WE LOOK BACK WITH PRIDE AND SAY I DID THIS FOR THE VALUE IT BROUGHT ME AND THOSE AROUND ME? WHOSE FIGHT IS IT ANYWAY? Its my desire to start a positive movement on social media that will give everyone a reason to ponder for a moment over these salient questions just before they kill or maim a father, mother, brother,sister or child. I will call this movement #BeforeIKillorDie. It could help someone think for a second the consequences of his/her action just before they take it. Do well to share this message and spread #BeforeIKillorDie.

krall:
I want to use this opportunity to expose this evil I encountered just a few days ago. The reason why I post in this section is because this is where perverted brothers are being bred day and night. Think well and shine your eye before you follow that fine girl to her house and before you know it you will wake up naked tied to a stick inside one bush in calabar.
I don't know if its because of this forthcoming election but one has to be very careful especially this romance section boy looking for one way to catch woman or the other. Before you know it you will be the one inside the net.

This is how it happened, I just went to buy akara early in the morning that I will use for breakfast and was about coming back with my akara when a honda crosstour suv pulled over beside me. I minded my business and was about to leave going before I heard a horn as one fine voice said, "Good morning sir" and turned my head to look.
It was one very pretty young lady not up to 30 inside wearing an expensive suit and I wondered how she is so rich or maybe its her papa connection. She said she was looking for one olu obasanjo road like that and if I know direction. I was about to start explaining as it was not too far but the streets were somewhat confusing and it looked like she was in a hurry so she offered that I join her in the vehicle and lead the way.
I quickly dropped my akara and told the akara woman that I will collect it later. I had already started to plan me move on how to introduce my self as I jumped inside the car.

I don't know how it happened but before we reached the end of the street, I became dizzy and confused as I began consciousness.
I was fighting to keep myself awake, I had no strength in me. I couldn't even lift my hand as this young lady was speeding away. I also don't know how it happened but after like 30 mins and we had gone far I started begging her to release me that I won't tell anybody I know her, that I don't want to die. she just laughed and said "this one wey you never sleep yet, you strong ooo. Don't worry we will soon reach" as I heard that, strenght from no where surged into me and I punched her face, unlocked the door and threw myslef out of the car and landed hard on the pavement. She stopped and started reversing the car but when People on the road we were gathered to see what was happening, she just sped off as I kept pointing the car.
They carried me to a chemist where I later recovered and when I asked where I am they said am in calabar. No money on me except the akara change. I explained what happened and the people helped me to the park where they put me in a car to go back home.

If not that I was vigilant and refused to be shaken, I wonder what could have become of me.

Stories like this will not only kill vocabulary (as bad association spoils useful habits), it can kill comprehension. Following this kind of write up will, in due course, rob you of all you know about syntax and semantics. It is not only false. It is poorly conceived and poorly constructed. I am CALABAR!

There is an ongoing inter-street fighting between rival groups, starting around Foresythe, Sandgrouse by Simpsom, Sura by Simpson and Cow lane. This fighting usually start in the evening into the early morning hours during which the hoodlum seize the opportunity to rob innocent motorist and pedestrians.

Please avoid this areas and warn people around you to do the same. Exercise caution as you move around these places at anytime.

candidbabe:


you are wrong, this had been long prophesied by the man of God.I watched it live the day he gave the prophecy.
it will do you no good to speak against a prophet of the most high God.

Candybabe, there will be terrorist attacks in Born state (with due sympathy to those in that State ). Again, a senior citizen of Nigeria will die in 2015. If my common sense predictions come to pass, does that make me a reliable prophet? TB Joshua has perfected the art of open ended guess. And because many Nigerians have an avowed penchant to gullibility and are predisposed to believe any spec of poorly conceived explanation for any situation provided it suits their intellectual laziness, they readily swallow whatever is tossed at them as a possible explanation for their condition. Not many have paused to draw a parallel between the prophecies of the ancients and the predictions of TBJ. Whereas the prophecies of past offered specifics as to time personalities and order of events, as well as a charitable solution to impending crises, the footprint of TBJ's prophecies are after - the -fact statements that are scary enough to make his victims part with their hard earned livelihoods. Until Nigerians and all the admirers of TBJ learn to think retrospectively and pull themselves out of their mental servitude, only then will we see that TBJ'S prediction only serve to fill his pocket.

SpinalCord:
Ex-Nigeria Airways staff are mobilising against the re-election of President Goodluck Jonathan, whom they say is insensitive to their plight since coming to office as the President. They complained about not acting on report made available to him, to pay them the remaining 10 years salary in arrears.

Nearly all the unions have written to him about the plight of these pensioneers, yet, he has paid deaf ears to their cries. Hence, the reason they want to mobilise, and vote against him in the coming election. More info from the site below.


SOURCE:
http://dailyindependentnig.com/2014/12/ex-airways-workers-urge-fg-pay-entitlements/

Who will count their votes...is it not the same GEJ?

Chinaimporter:
[size=18pt]old news.prophet tb joshua predicted it since last month[/size]

He is an after-the-fact prophet.

agohmamuda:
My 21yrs old son who works with customs bought me an LR4 on my Birthday july this year. Am so proud of Him. God bless him.

Nice one...congrats! But is he a contractor with the customs!

Pampers:
Thats really cute of ur baby. But always remember that a child that is showed love will grow up to love. hildren are sweet creatures. May God bless every home with one.

Very true...I grew up in a HOME and I will always do my best to give my child(ren) much better than I got.

My daughter is a One year and Ten months. She is the sweetest baby in the world. When I get home everyday, she gives my this jellylike hug and say in her tender voice "Ï miss you". It makes my day and compensates for the stress of the entire day. What is the sweetest thing your child does/tells you?

NoContract:


http://ynaija.com/dana-air-flight-%e2%80%8e537-is-a-disaster-waiting-to-happen-a-passengers-ordeal/

This post deserves multiple "shares" by all those who are committed to a safe sky whether you fly or not. Please share on all platforms.

Abbey2sam:
Reading from France

please what is Emem isong? Is it a type of song ?

We only know Hollywood here

Emem Isong is type of cream. You rob it and your political enemies will be your friends. Ask Nicholas Sark"Ozil". Mstcheeeeeew!

TechRev:
Bokoharam committing Haram. That laptop and phone na product of arabic education??

They are a bunch of blood thirsty, and clueless bigots who will soon meet their Waterloo. One day, they and their sponsors will get war weary. Bleeep them!

Hello all, we are a start-up Cleaning Service Company and we have been operational for about a year. We are in the process of bidding for a job with a foreign Oil and Gas company. As part of the requirement for vendor registration, we are required to provide our evidence of Tax Clearance (Certificate) and DRP license. Can someone assist with some advice on how to go about it. It is urgent and I will appreciate your response soonest.

Thank you guys for all your inputs... I will follow up on the advice given. But can someone please email me a reliable Honda mechanic that I can trust to do the scan and all the step suggested by adanny?

@adanny01: Can you suggest a good mechanic I can contact or do you do it yourself? Please contact me.

Thanks all!

I recently bought a Honda Accord 2003 (I mean in the last 3 weeks). Its a 4 cylinder (or so I think) and has a 2.4 liter engine. I have noticed that the fuel consumption is very high. I fill my tank on Sunday Evening, drive to work from Alapere where I stay to the Island and by Wednesday the tank is empty.
Can someone please advise on what I should do? And can someone suggest a very good Honda Mechanic. The performance of the car is superb, but the fuel consumption is astronomical.

Thanks for the feedback punditt. I really need a formidable alternative to the DSTV ''Hegemony''...anything good that will give them a reason to sit up.

Nobody is using Montage Cable....so sad!

Hello All,

I am at the verge of uninstalling my DSTV dish and replacing it with any other cable TV (If only to protest the Shylock rates DSTV charges subscribers) while I know there are not a lot out there, I am seriously considering buying the Montage Cable Tv and I will like to ask the house what the experience has been like. Kindly share your experience or that of someone you know who has this service? Please revert.

Hi all, I am a month away from trading in my tiny light Toyota camry 1999 for any of the above list brands. What is your take on this?

Picture this; You are feeling very pressed (nature's call) and you have had to hold the urge for long due to the task you are handling at hand. The feeling becomes overwhelming and you dash out of the office to the restroom. The door is shut as someone is already inside. So you wait beside the wash hand basin praying that whoever is inside gets done and come out.
After a few moments that seem like an eternity (due to your "condition" the person comes out. It is an Executive Director (don't bother asking why there is no special arrangement for the ED's toilet) you say hello and run into the toilet and you shut the door. Inside you are hugged by and overbearing stench. The stench is so overwhelming that "nature" automatically stops "calling".
Your next plausible reaction is to run out of the putrid smell in the toilet compartment and get some fresh air. But you know that the ED is by the wash hand basin washing his hands. He will also need a few more seconds to dry his hands. Now you are caught between your health and your career. What would you do? Will you stay inside with all the associated risks or will go out and risk your job. What would you do. I did the obvious... :-)

We all go through a daily routine of activity/process before going to work...waking up, prayer, brushing your teeth/mouth, showering, dressing up, polishing your shoes, washing the car, opening the gate etc. Our routine may not be identical, but often than not we all go through some if not all of the activities. Which one is the most difficult part of your daily preparation? For me, the moment I have brushed my teeth/mouth and had my bathe, I am as good as ready.

What is that activity that once done is an indication that you are as good as set? Share your experiences?

Nonybb: They did it for allah. This is the real muslim, others are pretending and compromising and in the sight of allah they are hypocrite. These are ppl in the vineyard of allah and 72 virgins are inevitable. Allah will reward them with houris(with big eye) and energize their manhood with sustained erection and strength. Our prophet is fulfilled at the zeal of his workers. Allahu arkba

One day, it will be your turn. But unlike those who have died in hurry, yours will be slow and painful.