Chiamaka is a beautiful girl, Chiamaka finished her NYSC two years ago but is yet to have a job. She is still job hunting and Instagram slaying.
She spends a part of her spare time watching Nollywood movies, spends the other part posting pictures amidst hundreds of likes on social media, her inbox is usually on fire, but she no get money.
Close to her home is a building site, no five building sites. Chiamaka has a PhD in cooking, the workers on the site rely on food from outside and many times have to walk out to a shop that sells soft drinks and bread close by.
I have no money can I not cook and supply food to these workers? Something inside of her tells her, another slaying something inside of her yells, how will the workers look at me? How will those workers see me? How will the supervisor of the project look at me? If I go there they will think I am now in their class, selling mama put is beneath me. God forbid, She says.
She then takes a selfie and moments later is buried in the comments and likes from the picture. She then enters Nairaland and Linda Ikeji blog, today I must be the 1st to comment.
Well another lady, a young lady just like her, has the same thoughts and never allowed the slay spirit to suppress the thoughts. She smiles home daily with more than #20,000. She may not know it, but she gets more money daily than that doctor she envies in that saloon car.
As Miriam pushes the wheelbarrow that contains empty coolers and crates of soft drinks, Chiamaka sees her from the window and mockingly says to herself, na this kind suffer wey a whole me go suffer, God forbid she says again. Chiamaka however cannot boast of #1000, in fact the only time she ever gets money is when her mum gives to her or her ‘stingy’ boyfriend gives her money after gymnastics. God forbid, I cannot fall my hand like Miriam she says again.
Well Sam smiles and mocks the guys carrying blocks and bags of cement close to the site. God forbid, I no fit carry block, God no gree bad thing abi I dey move forward or backwards he says and see Miriam wey dey form for me na she dey come sell food here. Kai nothing person no go see he says. Bryan that works at the site will be paid #5,000 after the close of work.
Well Sam shakes his head as his eyes catches Bryan. Sam has an appointment to catch, he is dressed so well, but He is going no where in particular, he is actually going to a Nairabet shop, hoping today is his lucky day. Yeah he enters the online pool shop with money someone gave to him to do something else. Today has to be his lucky day, the bet expert can not be wrong he says.
But again, day by day, Miriam goes home the most fulfilled, and she is already drawing up plans to expand her business. Bryan has also saved enough money to complete a project at hand.
The animals killed in the making of this movie, ended up in the pot of stew and soup.
Any coincidence with any character living, dead or on oxygen is simply a miracle, my hand no dey.
Seeking for second opinion is not weakness
By Ovundah Nyeche
Pilate wanted to let Jesus go. So he made an appeal to the crowd again. But they kept shouting, “Crucify him! Crucify him!” Pilate spoke to them for the third time. “Why?” he asked. “What wrong has this man done? I have found no reason to have him put to death. So I will just have him whipped and let him go.” But with loud shouts they kept calling for Jesus to be crucified. The people’s shouts won out.
Luke 23:20-23 NIRV
The e-mob, the online offsprings of their ancestors who cancelled Jesus…the template is same…accuse anyone of anything…accuse a man you can’t get of rape and the mob shouts, ‘crucify him’… and willing accusers show up.
Accuse a pastor of rape and killing a girl in his church and the mob shout, bloooooood, blooood we need blood…it is true…that is where he gets his power from…and willing accusers type on social media…many times things not true.
Accuse a business entity of ‘kurukere’…and come all out…cancel them…they are cancelled…accuse a rich man of doing rituals…and the mob shouts burn, destroy, scatter, steal, kill destroy.
Have a heartbreak, get upset, accuse the alleged heartbreaker of ‘Wu Wu not take it’ …flash his or her number online and tell the mob, feed them with blood…shout bloooooood, shout attack and they all go out…with no evidence, no thought, no critical reasoning, no second opinion and they go for blood…and the cycle continues.
Seeking for second opinion is not weakness… patience is not weakness… temperance is not weakness…mercy is not weakness…it seems it is weakness…until you are in front of the mob…a cockroach in the gathering of chickens.
Ponder on these words
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Blue Tongues may spell danger.
By Ovundah Nyeche
The tongue sometimes tells a story…
When you go for a party or an outing and you see people’s tongue blue, it is likely a pointer that drinks are laced with Rohypnol.
Rohypnol is a tranquilizer ( drug used to relieve tension and anxiety) which is 10 times more potent than valium.
It some countries it is used as a sleeping pill.
Rohypnol also is abused as a recreational, or “club” drug, often in conjunction with alcohol to provide a high.
It is used in various forms including; crushing the pills and snorting the powder, sprinkling it on weed and smoking it, dissolving it in a drink or injecting it.
It is called in the streets; roofies, date rape, forget me pill amongst other names.
When drinks are laced with Rohypnol, the person who drinks it may not know as it is odourless and tasteless and because it is a strong sedative and also associated with amnesia the victim will not remember what happened, little wonder it is called forget me pill.
It is one of the commonest cause of surprise pregnancies in young people, especially when the only thing they can remember was that they went to a party or visited someone.
Choose your friends wisely and shine your eyes.
Drugs do not pay.
Stay away from drugs!
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Anger, a ‘D’ short of Danger.
By Ovundah Nyeche
I have seen sweet people turn to incredible hulk with little or no provocation, I have seen people who their anger is like bicycle, ‘e no dey hard to start’…yeah some of them believers too.
I have seen people leave a church program in high spirit, blessed and inspired and boom minutes later fight violently with other people, for almost no reason at all…I have seen people turn red with little or no provocation.
I have seen people have their weddings called off because of misplaced outbursts of anger publicly exposed due to the planning stress. I have seen brethren turn their wives to punching and kicking bags and I have seen wives turn their husbands to punching and scratching bags.
And many time help is closer than many people think.
It is good to pray and fast, make up and make decisions to change, but when it
‘Told in Gath, Proclaimed in the streets of Ashkelon— and the daughters of the Philistines rejoice, and the daughters of the uncircumcised triumph’ that you are an atomic bomb looking for where and on whom to explode, it is vital to seek help quickly.
Fortunately help is available, as you pray and fast, it is not unscriptural to seek medical help…to seek Psychiatric help…to begin cognitive behavioral therapy and medications where necessary.
Mental health issues are not wished away, or watered down by ice cream, a new bag, a gift, a hug or make up sex, alcohol or recreational drugs.
Seek help, before you destroy important pillars in your life.
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