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First day of February and we say welcome to the month of love!! As you spread love to everyone around you,  never forget to drop by. Keep smiling! pinterest.com

"What happened?" Was his sharp retort. I looked at his calm face and knew we would be safe. “I don’t know how it happened, I lost my grip this morning and since then it has been dead. It wasn't intentional and I am so worried.” amsterdamnews.com Truth be told, I was more than worried. I had cancelled all my plans and have been driving around the small town in search of an expert. I was new in town, confused as to the layout, anxious and tired.  He looked me straight in the face, extended a hand towards me and I gently handed everything over to him. His charcoal burnt face squeezed into a frown as he spread them out on his examination table and stared hard as if the answers lay within. I nearly yelled; "handle my baby with care!" As I gazed at him, my mind took a trip to the genesis of my problems; my quack tech mind had assumed that creating more space would solve the various problems my phone was having. So the grand plan was to buy

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You are just good at pretending." I looked up and met his critical gaze. He dropped his cutlery, folded his plump arms across his chest and in the process rumpled the paper napkin he had tucked into his collar. "Everyone wants it. I want it almost all the time so how can you say you don't crave it? That my dear is a bloated lie from the pit of hell!" He finished with a snort. His voice was loud and attracted curious stares from other diners at the roof top lounge. The soft music playing from the concealed speakers was perfect for my troubled thoughts. The thick pellucid glass shielding guests from the weather dulled the noise of the bubbly city. A city that never sleeps. "Hey! I am talking to you! Say the words." It was my birthday and we were at the best restaurant in town. The bill was on me, the meal was appetizing and I could not wait to give the luscious dessert sitting beside my plate my undivided attention. I had wanted a quie

They said time is supposed to heal all wounds, but not mine. You were still new and the memories of celebrating your arrival are still fresh. I was told to let you go. I was told you would hurt me, yet all I wanted was to bond with you. To flaunt our union, to dance on the streets with you. How am I supposed to live without you? Where do I start from? It has been two hours and thirty minutes that you have been gone and I am still fighting down the tears threatening to mess up my makeup. Watching you shattered, forlorn and alone was my worst nightmare. This void can never be filled by any like you. We were perfect together and nothing could have prepared me for this loss. I loved you above all others. My heart is indeed broken. Nobody can patch the broken seams. Damn it! I don’t want you patched. I want you whole again but it is too late and yes, albeit so soon, I have to move on.

When I was a kid, we had this cute little puppy. It was so cute we would cuddle and carry him around. I loved showing him off to friends and our puppy loved us so much he felt he was no longer a dog. He was happy. It happened that my dad came home one nice day with a kitten. This kitty was so cute and adorable that we forgot our cute little puppy. We could not drop kitty, started showing him off and forgot to make out time for puppy. Kitty loved to be cuddled. We noticed Puppy was sad and would yelp at kitty, but we ignored him. Besides we always fed him so what is he complaining about?

Culled from Breaking Soul Ties by Olusola Adio. Please do not stop until you get to the end... 1. I want to state that we are not here to condemn anyone or stigmatize anyone who has repeatedly fallen into sin due to #SoulTies 2. We are here to expose #SoulTies as the works of the enemy that the blood of Jesus has been shed to purge us from. 3. We are also not here to provide excuses and reasons for Christians to continue in sin due to a misunderstanding of grace. #SoulTies 4. The Bible states clearly in Romans 6:23 that “the wages of sin is death” #SoulTies is no excuse for us to continue in sin. 5. We are here to work out our salvation (that Jesus already paid with His blood) from #SoulTies according to God’s word. 6. We start with the scriptures as is our usual practice by reading from Eph 2:3. #SoulTies 7.Ephesians2:3 Among whom also we all had our conversation in times past in the lusts of our flesh. Conversation there means our behavioral patterns

sir James Olusola Adesida, KSM 1952 - 2016 Great men are hard to come by, but I must confess that I met one. A man who derived joy from putting smiles on sad faces. A man who would gladly put the needs of others above his. A real man and a true Christian.

I want to say thank you to all the lovers who willingly shared their stories with me and to God for guidance. I enjoyed writing your stories and I am also very grateful to you all for making out time to read them. May this Valentine's day bless you with true love and the warmth of romance... Happy Valentine's Day To You All!

photo credit: movemag.co.za I have never celebrated Vals day with any special man before. Vals day for me always  started and ended either with destitutes, motherless children or prayer sessions in church. I am what people call a church girl. My friends would drag me to events in the hope that I would get a suitor, but it never worked out. I was never relaxed at such events. Many tried to arrange men for me, but somehow these men had different values from mine. Don't get me wrong dear, you know I am sociable and not ugly nor deformed. I am a very active, fun loving, beautiful and resourceful woman. But all I ever wanted was a man who would lead me to God and not away from him.Years sped by and yet nothing happened. I got tired of sewing asoebi for others. I would wet my pillows at night with my tears, it was as if God had forgotten me. I was not getting younger and somehow my body was beginning to yearn for things only a man could give.

Nikky mine is not a long story, but a testimony. Some years back, I went on an outing with my girlfriends. It was a public holiday and we hung out at many places. Finally we decided to end the day at the pool side of a popular guest house. I knew next to nothing about swimming but they convinced me to hire a bikini and chill beside the pool. There was a small pool party going on that day and being girls, we were invited to join the party. The music was loud, the party was rocking and before long my girls were whisked away by some guys.The pool was empty as everybody was dancing and singing along to the latest beat. I didn't feel like dancing.  My legs were in the water, I was having fun videoing with my phone, splashing water and sipping from a bottle I was offered. I didn't know what was inside, but I liked how the liquid made me feel. Till today, I still have no idea what

photo credit - www.african-sweetheart.com My fiancee met me nine months ago near my family house. I had hit my mid-thirties and my whole family was on my case. All they wanted was for me to get married before it was too late. My friends and relations had introduced me to various girls, in fact at a point I had to travel to another state just to meet up with a girl, but none appealed to me. My case was near hopeless and I also gave up on finding a nice and decent girl to marry. I was almost frustrated by the whole marriage issue and to make matters worse, I got a call from my parents summoning me home to discuss a critical family matter. Reluctantly and with a heavy heart, I traveled home. As expected, my case was the basis for the family meeting. As the eldest, everybody wanted to hear a date from me. Tired of the whole drama, I decided to spend the whole day at my friend’s house.

So, we are starting with this story from a NIB reader. I loved it... Photo credit- afrophire.com The first time I met her was many years ago at a close friends birthday party. We were introduced and somehow during a drinking game, she had too much to drink and fell asleep on the tiled floor. I was new in town and was lodged in the hotel where the party was going down. I didn’t know who she was, but I remember that i got tired of staring at her almost nude and pale body sprawled on the cold tiles. Since none of my friends wanted to leave the party, I had to carry her to my room that night. 

Photo credit - NolaWoman.com Its February again, I must confess that this year is quite fast…anyway, welcome to the month of Love. My prayer is that everyone gets to experience true love this month and always. As usual, it is that time of the year again. Time to celebrate love, time for flowers, chocolates, proposals, everything red and our very own Valentine Love Splash! So, do you want to be part of our Valentine Love Splash this Year? Have you sent in your inspirational love stories yet? Do you think your story is drab and boring? Hey, just let me worry about that. It’s my duty to turn your Boring story into a Bestseller.

  culled from WISE-DOM Blog 1. Stop spending time with the wrong people. It’s useless spending time with people who don’t know your worth. 2. Stop running from your problems. Face them head on. 3. Stop lying to yourself. 4. Stop putting your own needs on the back burner. Yes, help others; but help yourself too. 5. Stop trying to be someone you’re not. Don’t change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you. 6. Stop trying to hold onto the past. You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading your last one. 7. Stop being scared to make a mistake. Every success has a trail of failures behind it, and every failure is leading towards success. 8. Stop berating yourself for old mistakes. Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come.

  I have been avoiding this topic. In fact I had intentionally ignored everything and anything that would make me discuss this issue until recent events made me lose my cool. It was supposed to be an outing with friends and colleagues, but we ended up shooting and stabbing each other. “What happened to the PDP Zoning formula? Christians have had their time, it’s now time for Muslims to run the affairs of this nation!”  Musa yelled unrestrained. I could feel his passion as he tried to convince anyone who cared to listen to vote for his candidate...

So, Christmas day is almost here and you are still waiting patiently or anxiously for Nikky to give you a list of gifts for your Nigerian Man. In fact I know that most of you are wondering;   "why in heaven’s name is she delaying the whole gist sef ?"

1. Gifts Not Compulsory; O kay before I get down to it, let me state emphatically that gift giving or buying IS NOT COMPULSORY. So ladies, if you do not feel like buying a gift for or giving a wrapped package to that your better half, please DON’T !

Its the Christmas season again! As usual, my happy mode was activated on the first day of December and I have started counting down in earnest. Christmas is my best season of the year, well apart from Valentine’s Day of course. It signifies the birth of our savior and a season for end of year parties, love feasts, weddings, long vacations and GIFTS!! The vacation is the best part and I have started making plans for a long, fun filled and peaceful vacation with my family and friends.