This Life na wa o

Life is full of so much drama and if you think,you ve seen and heard it all,you are in for a joke.Life is a theatre on it own and as the day break,so also,events unfold.My best friend was in my house yesterday and was surprise to see her as we hardly see but we keep in touch over the phone but for her to come to my house all the way from Agbara,somehing must be pursuing something.After all our gists and agbroko,she just said babe,we need to talk seriously and i was like what could make her so serious like that-pregnant again or what?.She started with how her sister who has been married for six years is yet to have an issue and we ve all been praying for her and not knowing that the issue is a complex one and that her sister was in her place last weekend crying and narracted how she knew all along that the husband is a sickler and stood by him without telling her own people since they are believer and their church have been wonderful but sometime earlier in the year,they discovered that his kini has no egg and can not father a child and it should have been dectected when he was a baby and corrected and since then,things have been somehow.Eventually,they come to term with the situation and took solace in the bible and believing in his faithfulness to his followers and at a point she even suggected adoption which the husband didnt want to hear about(African man)but she just notice that for about a months now,her husband will always get a reason to go office overnight saying factory machines have problems(he is an Engineer)but she never suspected anything but two weeks ago,his cousin came from Ibadan to spend his vacation and the husband was just overbusy in office that he was practically sleeping there but resting at home during the day and one of those days,his cousin made an attempt on her twice and she told her husband but he just dismissed the issue that she probaly overacted but the third time he tried it,she shouted and woke their neighbour up and when her oga came the following morning,he was just annoyed that she could let neighbours know what goes on in their house and nothing about the incident and that she better see the cousin the way she sees him or else.My friend is the first born and doesnt want to involve her aged mother and her faith doesnt take the rubbish and to crown it,he refuse to pick her calls and told the wif,he doesnt want anybody in his house-how can she resolve the issue

Where is trust

I still can not get over the gist,I mean with our exposure and education,ridiculous beliefs and tradition are still being applied to women and why not men too.I just heard the case of a poor lady who just got wedded to her lover of four years a month ago and her husband asked her to follow him to his village to greet his relations who attended their wedding in Lagos and not knowing that the man had a mission.It was after they got back to base that the man informed her that the local drink and colanut used by his elders in the village to pray for her and which they asked her to eat and drink mean more than ordinary.She got to know that what they did was initiation to his family tradition which is done on all the wives in the family to prevent them from looking outside(straying) and that he doesnt want to hide it from her so that she can know and guide against occurence and if ever does,she will die except she confess and certain sacrifices done.I just cant understand why some men can go to any extent to proctect their territory and why those stupid thing are not done on men too.Why will a man do jazz on his wife in order to make her faithful to him?

AVOID Eating Chicken WINGS frequently - Especially Ladies

I got this in my mail and want to share it with you all:

A friend of mine recently had a growth in her womb and she underwent an operation to remove the cyst. The cyst removed was filled with a dark- colored blood. She thought that she would be recovered after the surgery but she was terribly wrong.

A relapse occurred just a few months later. Distressed, she rushed down to her gynecologist for a consultation.

During her consultation, her doctor asked her a question that puzzled her. He ask if she was a frequent consumer of chicken wings and she replied yes wondering as to how, he knew of her eating habits.

You see, the truth is in this modern day and age; chickens are injected with steroids to accelerate their growth so that the needs of this society can be met. This need is none other than the need for food.

Chickens that are injected with steroids are usually given the shot at the neck or the wings. Therefore, it is in these places that the highest concentration of steroids exists. These steroids have terrifying effects on the body as it accelerates growth. It has an even more dangerous effect in the presence of female hormones, this leads to women being more prone to the growth of a cyst in the womb. Therefore, I advise the people out there to watch their diets and to lower their frequency of consuming chicken wings!

People, who receive this email, please forward it to your friends and loved ones. I am sure no one wants to see them suffer!

Do Good, Think Good!

is love enough

I was gisting with a junior friend of mine last week and in the process she asked me a question which honestly i dont have a definate answer and since i know i can always rely on my blogfriends to bail me out.She want to know why is it that despite all the love profess by husband and wife,when push come to show,its not enough to weather all the storm.She wonder why all the hype about love when it can not sustain a relationship till death do us part.

More babies palaver

E gbami o,i don come again with my drama.My husband is blackmailing me to have two more kids,failure of which he will be force to take another wife.I have more than enough to deal with-the pressure of running a home without a maid and combining that with the strenuous banking job and come to think of it,my health.Two of my kids came naturally while the other two through section and how can i subject myself to that again and age is not really on my side.I dont know but its better to be alive than dead in the quest of having sole custody of the man department,i beg i no fit.I love my life and will rather be alive to take care of my kids than worry myself over who go come deny me or share from my entitlement.What can i do?

A carrot,an egg and a coffee bean

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as if one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see." "Carrots, eggs and coffee," the daughter replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?" Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity... boiling water. But each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed that water.Which are you?" the woman asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?" Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, the bean releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean and things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are at their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean? May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling while everyone around you is crying.