Get marriage

FOR COUPLES AND THOSE ABOUT TO GET MARRIED

FOR OUR MEN:

Carry your wife to the bed when she sleeps off in the sitting room, make her feel like a baby at times. The truth is, every woman wants to be treated like a 2-year-old girl at times, that's why women behave childish or silly at times.
You may have an argument with your wife and the next thing is that you will see her putting her bags outside the house, it doesn't mean she is asking for a divorce, she is just being childish, she simply wants you to hold her, look her in the eyes and say "I am sorry for the argument".
That's women for you. Every brother needs to study in the university of women before getting married, read books about them, learn what the Bible says about them and you will hardly have a problem with them.
Though there may still be some challenges, because you're both from different background and your imperfections are bound to stand.
So, read books about marriage, an ideal home, child upbringing, importance of marriage and the likes. Don't just jump into marriage with an empty head about matrimony, you will have problems.
How many men can tolerate their wives nagging let alone shouting? It's said that, you should be quiet when your spouse is angry, when one person is fire, the other person should be water.
Brothers, when your wife steps on your feet intentionally or mistakenly, don't let your eyes turn red, just smile at her, if she did it intentionally, she is just playing with you, if she did it mistakenly, its not her fault. So why shout at her over every small mistake?
As a man learn to ignore some things, don't be petty. Some men are feminist; Do "hide and seek" with your wife, sing poems for your wife in the garden or inside the house, even if she is teasing you.
Assist her in the house chores, pound yam, fetch water, don't make her look like your maid. Bathe together, wake her up for prayers, swim with her if it's available, cook together, teach her how to cook if she doesn't know how to cook. Cooking is not the ticket to Paradise. It's not only a feminine duty.
Use blind folds to cover her eyes and tickle her, scare her at times, call her from work/ school, text her, write "I love you" in a small note and put it under her pillow or in her purse or in her bathroom or in her cosmetics box or inside her cupboard. Kiss her always, cuddle her, pamper her and play with her hair. Always tell her, she's beautiful and that you're happy to have her as your partner.
All these are part of being romantic...When a woman tells you that you are not romantic. It means you are not doing all these things, its not the romance in the bedroom she is talking about. That's why, you brothers have to study "women's language" it's a 10 year course.

FOR LADIES:

It is part of your duty to be romantic too. Your shyness shouldn't get to your marital life and that doesn't mean you should be shy to express your love to your husband.
Send sweet text messages to your husband at work, sometimes even if you are in the room discussing with your husband, still be chatting with him on social media (Facebook, Whatsapp, Viber, Imo, bbm etc) even though he is right in front of you, it's fun and romantic! Discuss how lovely he is on your facebook timeline, this will trip him a lot.
You should be chatting with your husband, not other men on social media networks.
Buy flowers for him. When eating, give him the biggest meat. At times, bake cake for him to surprise him. Ladies, use your soft voice to sing for him, be creative, a poem like (twinkle, twinkle lovely spouse, how I wonder what you are, up above mFOR COUPLES AND THOSE ABOUT TO GET MARRIED

FOR OUR MEN:

Carry your wife to the bed when she sleeps off in the sitting room, make her feel like a baby at times. The truth is, every woman wants to be treated like a 2-year-old girl at times, that's why women behave childish or silly at times.
You may have an argument with your wife and the next thing is that you will see her putting her bags outside the house, it doesn't mean she is asking for a divorce, she is just being childish, she simply wants you to hold her, look her in the eyes and say "I am sorry for the argument".
That's women for you. Every brother needs to study in the university of women before getting married, read books about them, learn what the Bible says about them and you will hardly have a problem with them.
Though there may still be some challenges, because you're both from different background and your imperfections are bound to stand.
So, read books about marriage, an ideal home, child upbringing, importance of marriage and the likes. Don't just jump into marriage with an empty head about matrimony, you will have problems.
How many men can tolerate their wives nagging let alone shouting? It's said that, you should be quiet when your spouse is angry, when one person is fire, the other person should be water.
Brothers, when your wife steps on your feet intentionally or mistakenly, don't let your eyes turn red, just smile at her, if she did it intentionally, she is just playing with you, if she did it mistakenly, its not her fault. So why shout at her over every small mistake?
As a man learn to ignore some things, don't be petty. Some men are feminist; Do "hide and seek" with your wife, sing poems for your wife in the garden or inside the house, even if she is teasing you.
Assist her in the house chores, pound yam, fetch water, don't make her look like your maid. Bathe together, wake her up for prayers, swim with her if it's available, cook together, teach her how to cook if she doesn't know how to cook. Cooking is not the ticket to Paradise. It's not only a feminine duty.
Use blind folds to cover her eyes and tickle her, scare her at times, call her from work/ school, text her, write "I love you" in a small note and put it under her pillow or in her purse or in her bathroom or in her cosmetics box or inside her cupboard. Kiss her always, cuddle her, pamper her and play with her hair. Always tell her, she's beautiful and that you're happy to have her as your partner.
All these are part of being romantic...When a woman tells you that you are not romantic. It means you are not doing all these things, its not the romance in the bedroom she is talking about. That's why, you brothers have to study "women's language" it's a 10 year course.

FOR LADIES:

It is part of your duty to be romantic too. Your shyness shouldn't get to your marital life and that doesn't mean you should be shy to express your love to your husband.
Send sweet text messages to your husband at work, sometimes even if you are in the room discussing with your husband, still be chatting with him on social media (Facebook, Whatsapp, Viber, Imo, bbm etc) even though he is right in front of you, it's fun and romantic! Discuss how lovely he is on your facebook timeline, this will trip him a lot.
You should be chatting with your husband, not other men on social media networks.
Buy flowers for him. When eating, give him the biggest meat. At times, bake cake for him to surprise him. Ladies, use your soft voice to sing for him, be creative, a poem like (twinkle, twinkle lovely spouse, how I wonder what you are, up above my world so high, like a diamond in my heart).
Sing poems for him, no shyness is allowed. Don't just be welcoming your husband with an angry face because there is no money in the house, God is our provider. Don't welcome your husband with your body smelling maggi, don't only play with your husband when he receives his salary.
Welcome him with a warm hug always, and when he is going to work, pray to God to keep him safe and for him to be successful. Support him, advise him, wipe his tears, be grateful to him, it's not easy to be a man, when you see his faith waxing cold, encourage him, don't threaten him that you will seek for divorce, don't compare him with other men, buy him gifts, wash his clothes, sing for him, praise him in a way that he wouldn't think of an alternative, be the best cook, wash his car if u have the time, dress him up, pamper him when he is sick.
Wake him with a peck and don't complain about his snoring habit.
Let kiss be the messenger between you. Read books on intimacy, don't learn it from what you see in movies..
Most of what you see there are not real. Call your husband pet names. Though you can also call him by his name even if he is 30yrs older than you, as far as he is comfortable with it.
Remember that, God said, men are the protectors and maintainers of women. So respect him and honour him even if he is younger than you. Marriage isn't a bed of roses but a bed of sacrifice. It's said that, there is nothing better for two people who love each other than marriage.
To fall in love is a disease and its cure is to marry the person one is in love with. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion and the romance and you find out you still care for that person.
Finally, married men, divide your nights into 3: one for yourself (sleeping), one for your wife and one for your God... That's the best night one can ever have. PLZ GET MARRIED.
I WISH YOU LOVE.
#copied#y world so high, like a diamond in my heart).
Sing poems for him, no shyness is allowed. Don't just be welcoming your husband with an angry face because there is no money in the house, God is our provider. Don't welcome your husband with your body smelling maggi, don't only play with your husband when he receives his salary.

Welcome him with a warm hug always, and when he is going to work, pray to God to keep him safe and for him to be successful. Support him, advise him, wipe his tears, be grateful to him, it's not easy to be a man, when you see his faith waxing cold, encourage him, don't threaten him that you will seek for divorce, don't compare him with other men, buy him gifts, wash his clothes, sing for him, praise him in a way that he wouldn't think of an alternative, be the best cook, wash his car if u have the time, dress him up, pamper him when he is sick.
Wake him with FOR COUPLES AND THOSE ABOUT TO GET MARRIED

FOR OUR MEN:

Carry your wife to the bed when she sleeps off in the sitting room, make her feel like a baby at times. The truth is, every woman wants to be treated like a 2-year-old girl at times, that's why women behave childish or silly at times.
You may have an argument with your wife and the next thing is that you will see her putting her bags outside the house, it doesn't mean she is asking for a divorce, she is just being childish, she simply wants you to hold her, look her in the eyes and say "I am sorry for the argument".
That's women for you. Every brother needs to study in the university of women before getting married, read books about them, learn what the Bible says about them and you will hardly have a problem with them.

Though there may still be some challenges, because you're both from different background and your imperfections are bound to stand.
So, read books about marriage, an ideal home, child upbringing, importance of marriage and the likes. Don't just jump into marriage with an empty head about matrimony, you will have problems.

How many men can tolerate their wives nagging let alone shouting? It's said that, you should be quiet when your spouse is angry, when one person is fire, the other person should be water.
Brothers, when your wife steps on your feet intentionally or mistakenly, don't let your eyes turn red, just smile at her, if she did it intentionally, she is just playing with you, if she did it mistakenly, its not her fault. So why shout at her over every small mistake?
As a man learn to ignore some things, don't be petty. Some men are feminist; Do "hide and seek" with your wife, sing poems for your wife in the garden or inside the house, even if she is teasing you.

Assist her in the house chores, pound yam, fetch water, don't make her look like your maid. Bathe together, wake her up for prayers, swim with her if it's available, cook together, teach her how to cook if she doesn't know how to cook. Cooking is not the ticket to Paradise. It's not only a feminine duty.

Use blind folds to cover her eyes and tickle her, scare her at times, call her from work/ school, text her, write "I love you" in a small note and put it under her pillow or in her purse or in her bathroom or in her cosmetics box or inside her cupboard. Kiss her always, cuddle her, pamper her and play with her hair. Always tell her, she's beautiful and that you're happy to have her as your partner.

All these are part of being romantic...When a woman tells you that you are not romantic. It means you are not doing all these things, its not the romance in the bedroom she is talking about. That's why, you brothers have to study "women's language" it's a 10 year course.

FOR LADIES:

It is part of your duty to be romantic too. Your shyness shouldn't get to your marital life and that doesn't mean you should be shy to express your love to your husband.

Send sweet text messages to your husband at work, sometimes even if you are in the room discussing with your husband, still be chatting with him on social media (Facebook, Whatsapp, Viber, Imo, bbm etc) even though he is right in front of you, it's fun and romantic! Discuss how lovely he is on your facebook timeline, this will trip him a lot.

You should be chatting with your husband, not other men on social media networks.
Buy flowers for him. When eating, give him the biggest meat. At times, bake cake for him to surprise him. Ladies, use your soft voice to sing for him, be creative, a poem like (twinkle, twinkle lovely spouse, how I wonder what you are, up above my world so high, like a diamond in my heart).

Sing poems for him, no shyness is allowed. Don't just be welcoming your husband with an angry face because there is no money in the house, God is our provider. Don't welcome your husband with your body smelling maggi, don't only play with your husband when he receives his salary.

Welcome him with a warm hug always, and when he is going to work, pray to God to keep him safe and for him to be successful. Support him, advise him, wipe his tears, be grateful to him, it's not easy to be a man, when you see his faith waxing cold, encourage him, don't threaten him that you will seek for divorce, don't compare him with other men, buy him gifts, wash his clothes, sing for him, praise him in a way that he wouldn't think of an alternative, be the best cook, wash his car if u have the time, dress him up, pamper him when he is sick.
Wake him with a peck and don't complain about his snoring habit.

Let kiss be the messenger between you. Read books on intimacy, don't learn it from what you see in movies..

Most of what you see there are not real. Call your husband pet names. Though you can also call him by his name even if he is 30yrs older than you, as far as he is comfortable with it.
Remember that, God said, men are the protectors and maintainers of women. So respect him and honour him even if he is younger than you. Marriage isn't a bed of roses but a bed of sacrifice. It's said that, there is nothing better for two people who love each other than marriage.

To fall in love is a disease and its cure is to marry the person one is in love with. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion and the romance and you find out you still care for that person.

Finally, married men, divide your nights into 3: one for yourself (sleeping), one for your wife and one for your God... That's the best night one can ever have. PLZ GET MARRIED.

I WISH YOU LOVE.

a peck and don't complain about his snoring habit.
Let kiss be the messenger between you. Read books on intimacy, don't learn it from what you see in movies..

Most of what you see there are not real. Call your husband pet names. Though you can also call him by his name even if he is 30yrs older than you, as far as he is comfortable with it.
Remember that, God said, men are the protectors and maintainers of women. So respect him and honour him even if he is younger than you. Marriage isn't a bed of roses but a bed of sacrifice. It's said that, there is nothing better for two people who love each other than marriage.

To fall in love is a disease and its cure is to marry the person one is in love with. Love is when you take away the feeling, the passion and the romance and you find out you still care for that person.

Finally, married men, divide your nights into 3: one for yourself (sleeping), one for your wife and one for your God... That's the best night one can ever have. PLZ GET MARRIED.
I WISH YOU LOVE.

Unforgettable night bus

                  UNFORGETTABLE NIGHT BUS

Tracy’s barking voice resounded in my ears over and over again as i
walked towards the park my large travelling bag hung loosely over one
shoulder while i clutched the smaller bag containing the jewelries Tracy asked for.
Tracy was my over domineering, bossy and classy girl friend who always
wanted things to be done her way and no other way. Only her beauty
could match the her over domineering and rude attitude which was why i always managed to tolerate her.
“You promised you would be back last weekend now its tuesday and you
are not yet back. what are you still doing in lagos?”
Her voice rang through the phone when she called this evening.
“Baby am sorry my business partners shifted our last meeting
yesterday”
“And so? haven’t the meeting finished yesterday? now its tuesday and
you are still telling me about the crappy meeting eeeeehn sky?!!”
I could hear her heavy breathe through the phone buttered into a faint
sound of music and i could swear am sure she was in my house having insisted i leave her my spare key, she has been with it since last year and have somehow cut my tail shot when it comes to taking women home.
How could i when the thought of tracy barging in without being
announced kept haunting me, even Amaka my hot secretary at the office would have made a good catch but “The fear of tracy is the beginning of wisdom”.
“Sky are you sure you are not straffing all these dirty lagos ashawo” she sang again still sounding desperate and washy.
“Aaaah baby oo no na, am i mad?” I teased out to let the temper
minimize.
“Biko don’t baby me, i have been here for 4days waiting for you and you keep telling me stories and babying me, mtcheeeeew” sounds like my tease work is working.
“Baby you don’t have to wait anymore, am taking the first flight early
tomorrow morning back into your arms, i even got you the promise white gold Burito necklace, the designers bag you love and the gold Rolex watch” I added to soften the horse more.
“Aaaaah baby really?”she shrieked “Thank you, i will be expecting you
to wake me up tomorrow with your kiss” She blew out chuckling.
I knew my magic had worked and the bull was tamed. It was 4:30pm, the
hotel room was chilly and stale nothing moved and i was alone.
“I think i have to go today with the night bus and ge to the east by
morning, whether na night bus or morning flight no be still morning i go
reach?” I thought loudly. As a sharp igbo boy it sounded good to me at
least i could save up to 20k for some other things if i take the night bus.
I grabbed my bag from the ward rope did a quick pack of the few clothes
i came with, carefully slipped the versarc bag, white gold necklace and
watch into the bag and zipped it, i wouldn’t want any stories that touch
they cost me 250k and Tracy would definitely have my head if any story
comes up with those not after she had fought tooth and nail for it until i
later bulged and promised to get them on my next trip to lagos.
I checked out of the hotel leaving a few naira tip with the hotel
receptionist who had lavished me with flirty eyes which gave me flashy
images of what i would love to do with those killing body of hers.
Hitched a taxi to the luxurious bus park and spend almost 3hours stuck
in Lagos traffic.
The bus park was buzzing with activities, agboro boys shouting
dragging people by the bag to corner them down to their own bus.
I held on to my bag tight feeling the package bulging slight from the
side, in a brisk unshaky strides i walked into the bus park heading
straight to pay for my ticket.
The large long bus shuddered slightly as the engine kept humming in a
singing manner, could see passengers sticking their faces out of the
windows looking down, it was almost a full bus.
I paid the ticket woman left the change for her, i needed to be on that
bus already as it was the last of the luxurious bus heading towards the
east that night.
Finding my seat in the pitch black night was almost one of Hercules
12Tasks, as i had to excuse many people to look under their board to
read the numbers. finally i relaxed at number 47 which complimented
the shaby number 47 written by the ticket woman which almost look
more like a 44.
“Good evening” A figure seating on my spot greeted, the shadowy light
that struggled to sip into the bus only showed a figure and no feature.
I flashed the light from my phone screen casting the silvery light all
over.
She wore a blank face, large silky eyes and a very dark mascara,
wondered why she had that on in the night.
The complimenting glow of her skin from the light made her out to be
fair complexioned, Angelina jolie type of kpomo lips and a relatively
slim figure.
“Good evening how are you?” I said letting out a smile that i wasn’t sure she saw.
She adjusted her legs a bit to allow me pass to the inner seat beside the
window which bore my number, i slid pass her and dumbed my weight
hard on the seat heaving out a heavy sigh, clutching the bag tightly on
my laps. It was a long journey and i can’t take chances with this bag.
“Sir can’t you keep your bag on the compartment above?” she asked me looking intensely into my face.
“Aaaaah No, its fine dont worry dear. Thank you”
The bus roared and shuddered and sighed loudly as the driver caressed
it the way he knows how to do best. in about 15minutes time it roared
hard and taxied slowly out of the park, the journey had begun.
My phone beeped and it was tracy on whatsapp
Tracy: Baby have you eaten dinner?
Me: Yes sweery am about to sleep now, you know i have a flight to catch
in the morning.
Tracy: Yes baby i can’t wait. How much did you get the white gold in
lagos?
Me: Just 150k
Tracy: Woow baby and licia said she got hers for 120k, am sure she was
given a fake…**laughing smiley**
I rolled my eyes and caugha glimpse of the girl beside me watching
my phone.
Me: hahahaha abi, oya baby let me sleep now see you in the morning..
Goodnight, love you **Kissing smiley.
I couldn’t wait for her reply before slipping my phone back into my
pocket and looked out of the window watching as small cars raced along side the huge python of the road which i was in.
The winds slapped hard on my face causing me to blink faster than
normal, it smeared a soothing cold feel as the tarmac raced behind.
It was a very cold stale atmosphere, it was quiet only occasional coughs
was heard every now and then and the speedy rush of tyres on asphalt.
Turning towards her, she seemed busy fixed directly on her phone
working her fingers sharply through the keypad of the blackberry Q10
like a machine.
“So whats your name?” i asked trying to break the grave silence that had
engulfed us for hours now.
“Am lucia” she said placing her phone into a little purse she had.
“Hhmmm lucia am sky, so i guess you live in the east too?”
“Noo i live in lagos, just heading down to the east to visit my aunty who
just gave birth last week” she smiled out.
“Aaaaw thats so nice, congratulations” i said
“Yes oo we thank god for that” she added before i finished. “What about you?”
“Ooh me? i live in Enugu, i came on a business trip to lagos” I sang out,
the conversation helped eased my mind about the disturbing rumours of
armed robbery that is rampant during night journeys.
I talked with Lucia for about an hour getting to know some details about her; she was the third child in their family, schooled in Unilag and
studied Mass com which she showed evidently in her constructive
method of discussion in which we dabbled into many fields of life, i was truly impressed by her intelligence.
My alarm beeped to announce 1am, the whole bus was still except for
some that shifted and turned while they snored away on their seat. i
slipped my hand into my bag and fetched a can of Heineken.
“Do you care for some?” I asked her.
“Uuuuh, shaaa ok” she collected the can from me and took a gentle sip
from it while my throat flushed down large gulps of mine.
We talked more as we washed down the drinks, gentle laughs at some
dry jokes she threw, i seized every chance the brush my hand slightly on her body.
2am, the beer cans had run dry and i was feeling airy and a bit sleepy
but i had to stay awake for my bag, the boys i had seen in this bus is not
the type you would trust your bag with.
I felt lucia’s head gently slide to my shoulders, the passing lights that
sipped into the bus showed her to be closing her eyes.
Finally she had slept off and the best part was it was on my shoulder, at
least this could keep me awake as long i focus on the pound of flesh
that smeared on me.
My hand slid over shoulder clutching her arms gently, i relaxed my head
on my seat and savored the feel of her open arms on my fingers.
She kept twitching and adjusting until her whole frame was almost
buried inside my chest, “the closer the better” i grinned naughtily.
I felt her hand rest on my chest, she twitched again and her hands
started caressing my chest slightly inducing a goosy chill on my chest.
the caressing hands on my chest intensified with every passing second
making my hand stroke her upper arm faster in a subconscious reflex.
I could feel her hands working its way down my stomach taking the
goosy feel down with it which gushed down into my boxers this time as
she drew nearer towards my pubic region.
I closed my eyes and abandoned my body to the feelings that rushed
through me.
she pushed her body up into mine, could feel her breathing shakily and i knew her face was up on mine, my eyes slid open and bit enough to
catch her lips glowing in the shadows, i crashed my lips into hers hard
and fluidly taking them fully into mine.
My hand slid down her back pushing her deeper into me, could now feel
her cold hands grazing my crotch area.
I cast a desperate look around the bus, it was dark and nothing moved,
no voices were heard.
My right hand grabbed her boobs which were average sized and
definitely firm. she moaned into my mouth yanking at my belt.
Could smell alcohol in her breathe or was it mine?
My fly flew open in seconds and she buried her hands into it grabbing
my d--k with only my flimsy boxer standing between my D and total
Paradise, the bag on my laps had slipped down to the floor.
I slid down my boxers a bit allowing my D a total freedom to throb out
hard from prison.
my hands slid into her dress feeling her boobs inside the bra, i pulled
the bra down a bit and furiously pinched and caressed the bosoms like
my life depended on it.
I took my hand down her pubic region trying to open the button which
she took from me and opened it herself sliding it down her thighs.
Could make out the immaculate white G-string on her which sent my
D--k on a suicide mission, throbbing hard that i fear it might snap.
I have heard about s-x in night buses as rumours and tales but it never
rang any bell to me but here it is happening in full 19D before, maybe i
might wake up and realize it was just a wet dream.
Her cold hands were wrapped smoothly around my s---t wanking it
gently as our tongues danced into each other and my hands now rubbing
her K---y-Cat through the pant concentrating on the wet spot.
Her slight moans were buried into my mouth and i intensified the finger
work.
She dove her hand into her purse and brought out a condom and handed
it to me still kissing me hard.
I sharply OFFed the condom pack with jet speed before she changes her mind.
The condom was on my d--k within seconds fitting tightly and
comfortably on it like a second skin.
I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up to seat on me, noticed as
she ran her eyes all around the bus as she noiselessly pulled her body
on mine.
She shifted her panties to the left and slowly lowered her waist into my
rock hard s---t which seemed to be shouting in anticipation.
My whole body went stiff as her K---y-Cat slowly buried my d--k inch by
inch, a warm cold feeling, slippery but tight and gripped my d--k like its
fitted in it.
I closed my eyes hard, shut my mouth to avoid impending groans from
escaping, my breathing sounded like it had been amplified with a
microphone and i did my best to keep it soft and noiseless.
Her right hand were over her mouth and her left rested on my laps, my
two hands held her waist firmly and she slid gently up and down my
s---t.
“Oh my goodness, this girl will give me a pleasure heart attack at this
young age” i muttered to myself.
The rhythm was steady and slow, my eyes were shut but sometimes
peeped open to scan the bus for the slightest movement or sound which
called for caution and a temporal stop for few seconds.
Her waist rolled round, up, down my s---t like she was rocking to a
music.
The tempo intensified slowly, my body getting numb, a surge of alien
pleasure quaked my spine, my toes curled hard and my grip on her waist
got tighter, i subconsciously grinded and slammed her harder into me,
at this juncture i didn’t care what went on around me because my brain
was literally shut down.
Could feel my whole body convulse, quake and shake. d--k became
harder and stiffer as a heavy toll of orgasmic wave rushed into me.
I wriggled uncontrollably forcing myself not to let out the groan that
lumped hard on my throat as wads after wads of love fluid spurted from
my D and into the rubber.
She slid off me breathing heavily, i too bore a shaky breathing tempo as
i gently slid the fluid filled rubber off me and threw it out the window.
Replaced my semi-flaccid d--k back into my boxers which it happily
obeyed.
I pulled up my trouser and zipped up my fly wearing an evil grin feeling
like “Baba baaaaaaaad boy”
Her clothes were back to default within 60seconds she moved back into
me and placed her head on my chest, my arms went around her and i
closed my eyes savoring every ounce of post orgasmic bliss.***
“Oga, Oga wake up” A strong baritone voice called out from my dreams.
“Oga we don reach!!!”
My eyes weakly slid open, the blurry images registered little by little, the
golden baked sun bathed my face.
A very dark man stood over me looking down on me with a twisted face
that betrayed the contempt he held within.
“Oga wake up na, we don reach enugu na” He said again this time more
serious and a bit angry.
I opened up wide, looked beside me but lucia wasn’t there, nobody was
in the bus except for the man.
“When did we reach?” I asked him still recollecting my wits back.
He cast a stern look at me “Aaaah since last year weh we reach, you
were just sleeping like you deh your room”
I ignored him, proceeded to straighten my creased shirt, picked my bag
and place the hand over my shoulder again.
“Where is the girl that sat beside me?” I heard myself ask out.
The look on his face was definitely “This guy is mad” kind of look.
“which gal, everybody don comot since na” He said turning to leave.
Anyway nothing spoil shaa, maybe i might bump into her or something
cus i don’t even have her number.
My hands felt beside my bag she seemed smooth and straight instead
of the slight bulge it gave out the night before.
My eyes popped and i flew the zipped open, dove my hands into the bag
and checked everything, that was when it dawned on me the Jewel box
containing the gold and watch was gone, even the hand bag and the 20k
i tucked into the inner compartment of the bag.
“Jesus oooooooo!!!!!!!!!!” I shouted placing my two hands on my head,
shakily poured out all the contents of my bag over and over again but
reality was dawning on me, it was gone.
I rushed down into the park, few people were there most of them
boarding the morning bus, i searched around for any thing that may
resemble lucia that is if am even sure i will recognize her if i do. My
250k worth of jewelry and 20k transport awoof gone in a whim.
“God punish that devil of a girl” I cursed under my breath as the drove
towards my house. But looking at the bright side, it was the best
travelling experience i ever had except for this morning, and the angelic
devil gave me one of the best straff of my life, but tracy will be waiting
and expecting her jewelries.
“Now i have to go and face 2nd world war with Tracy at my house”
Sighed hard and melted into the taxi seat… Have learnt my lesson the hard way.

The End

Tears in my eyes

 I AM WRITING THIS WITH TEAR IN MY EYES

Ladies! Ladies!! Ladies!!!. How many time did I call you? 😢😢. Most of you are walking dead already used for money ritual by the ritualist because of your greed. Have heard a girl advicing another girl dating a guy who is rich to collect all what she can collect from the guy so that if the guy leaves, she won't loose totally. What a stupid thoughts and advice? Ladies don't longer advise themselves on how to keep a good character and attitude that will make guy to be scared of using them for money ritual.


Guys will never attempt using a good girl who is God fearing for money ritual. Even if he try to,  it won't just click or work out. Those guys who are poor and hustling to make earns means are been abuse, disrespected by a gold digger girl who in turn push the guy to seek money in all means.  He have no choice but to use that same girl for money and in turn dispose her to pick a new girl who will enjoy the money and the car he bought with the gold digger girl destiny. I am not justifying the barbaric attitude of the young guys of nowadays. most of the reasons why those guys are seeking money so bad is because of you ladies.

Your demands are too high and your impatient to build your man is very high. You have zero endurance with real guys who love you sincerely just because he has no money at hand. Legit Hustling is very hard. I go broke sometimes trying to build my farm. I go on days of hunger striker. I sometimes want to give up on the real hustling considering some disgrace I faced in the hand of female folks. However, I honestly see hope in ladies around me. The thought of having big money to show that money is not everything always run through my mind. I want to have the money and let the gold digger see that I can buy them and still dispose them and I will in turn spend it on those God fearing girls.

The rate at which you girls are being used is alarming and it really making me sad😢😢😢.  Because the innocent guys who knows nothing are the one suffering nowadays because once you have been used by a guy, he will look for unreasonable excuse to dump you. You may not even know he already used you. You will be eating and be drinking fine.  You will still wear your fake make up and look beautiful outside but you are nothing but a Wi-Fi/bluetooth trying to connect/transfer the destiny of the new innocent guys that make out with you to the guy who already use you.

 Guys, run away from high maintenance lady or over demanding girls who see you broke but still take and take out of that your brokenness with force and bad representation of you before the world. Run away from girls who can't feed themselves and who has no job nor did she come from a rich home but yet living an expensive life of no limits, she will end up ruining your life and make you run into a serious debt if you don't take caution now.


 Appreciate that girl who stood by you everyday without demanding a dime from you and yet help you achieve all your goals with fasting and prayer. Appreciate that girl who never for a day tells you that you are irresponsible  because you are broke. Please protect her very well from ritualist. Pray for her always because she is a good girl who love you for who you are. That's a girl who respects you so much because you have nothing. Please respect and treat her right when you have everything. Let go of any inconsistent girl in your life. They may bring problem that isn't there before just because they are going and coming back into your life due to lack of satisfaction and greed. You never know who they've met and what they've use them for.

*😢😢😢 this is a pain in my heart*

I pray God protect all the good girls of the world.  I pray to God to guide and protect you from the ritualist. May you always be protected wherever you are.

20 special jokes

                        20 special Jokes

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1. Some people will be busy taking down notes in Church during sermon as if they will read it later. oh fior..
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2. Those boys who refuse to wear socks in Secondary school are now those boys wearing socks and slippers up & down the street!
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3. Some girls self,how can u wake up in the morning,take ur bath, dress and go to another people's gate to snap picture?
Nawa ooo..
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4. She just called me and said she haven't seen her period since she visited me.. I've searched everywhere in my house I didn't c anything . What am I even looking for ?. Now Dat I don't know what period looks like . Please what does period look like ? let me know what to look for..
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5. I'm still at the laboratory trying to understand why every guy changes his voice whenever he is speaking to a beautiful girl on the phone..
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6. U will never see African parents kissing , hugging or in any form of romance.... But Boom! 11 children.... How com?
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7. RELAX WITH THIS:
I was just wondering why the GROOM sits on the RIGHT and the BRIDE on the LEFT......
I just remembered my basic ACCOUNTING principles:
INCOME is on the right and EXPENSES is on the left..
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8. Women who say, "what a man can do, a woman can do" well, dear ladies, can you write your name with your urine while urinating..
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9. Nothing can be more frustrating than eating hot spaghetti with a spoon the spaghetti will just be forming hard 2 get..
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10. If God says only virgins will witness next year, I pity the one reading this post right now , Take care guys bye im abit busy..
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11. in Nigeria you will buy V.I.P tickets just to end up sitting on a speaker
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12. My brother, If a woman asks: "How are you?" Just reply "I am fine" But if you have money, you can add: "And you?
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13. Gone are the days when we break up and delete our numbers, now we will just be observing ourselves on whatsapp and Facebook status to see who is surviving..
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14. I gave u my perfume to spray and u spray fuufuufuufuufuufuuuuuuuuuuu
Me that spray fufu, am I mad?
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15.. Boys of this generation dii3.. if dem pass by any nice girl, dem go turn back and spy her ass ..I’m just waiting for the day someone will turn into salt..
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16. People that were owing Lazarus,..I wonder how they felt when Jesus woke him up from death...
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17. That moment when u look horrible in a group photo and the person who looks good refuses to delete it.
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18. Some people will not want you to join them to eat but will be using logic to act as if they invited you to join.. Instead of ''Come and eat bro" that is simple as ABC, Which one is "Bros see Rice oo''
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19. Why is it hard to stay out of trouble these days? I happened to do my landlord's son's Maths homework yesterday. I overheard the boy telling his dad that he had zero. Since this morning am still inside my room trying to come out without them noticing me. I can’t even go out to buy, I'm so hungry..

What are you still looking for...
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OK 20. Well look downward and answer the question honestly...
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20. QUESTION of the DAY?? - *Your father is riding okada to save and support your education. He left for work and immediately you called your girlfriend to come to the house. Unfortunately your father was the Okada man that brought her to the house. On seeing you she jumped down to hug you and tells you to pay the Okada man. my brothers and sisters what will be your reaction.