Insomnia drove me to drop this podcast on a certain night. Listen, hey, listen
https://anchor.fm/hanifah-abdulrahman/episodes/THE-CHARACTER-HIDES-IN-A-DARK-CORNER-ebi9cm
Men can practically ask you to lick their dirty legs that have had a dance in mud of doom if you give them the chance. My roommate was giving me a gist of how a guy has been all over her , so she had no choice but to give him a chance to take her out on a date . After the date , the guy talks to her any whichway but trust some ladies now, they take no shit. She invited him to a restaurant after a week of taking her out. She bought him the same food he bought for her, he stupidly ate it like a hungry begger and she said afterwards, "now I have paid you what you think I owe you. So you have no right to talk to me the way you want anymore" Boom! The thing shock the guy o. Dear guys, even if you buy the whole world for a lady she still deserves respect. We are Queens that are to be treated well. Beware! Or the dogs will get our respects instead
My friend takes this drug that she claims will make her slim (to me she wants to be dry) and look like a model even with the side effects it has on her, she is suffering. I wonder who or what is putting this stupid idea in this day Africans that it is only when you are slim (I call it dry) that you are beautiful. They are so daft not to get the difference between being plump and obese. What is wrong with us? No really , why won't they calls us barbarians when we still behave so in this age and time. I remember when great grandmama was still alive. She used to sit me down and tell me stories. She will tell me of how men will run after those women with flesh, those plum women they call juicy. But now everyone wants to be a spaghetti woman, slaying as tall, slim and all that without the trait of a real African woman. Even with our beauty we still want to be as fleshless as the whites and you want them to treat us well when we are savages to ourselves. When people like Nick...
You packed your stuffs from the hostel one evening at the end of the session but you are not packed yourself. You didn't have transport fare so you had to carry your bed, your small drum and your stove in your hands and you were trekking off campus with all difficulty. You stopped so many times because the stuffs were heavy. You weren't really expecting help from anybody. Not because you have passed different bunches of guys who didn't offer to help but because help will only come when they are Nigerians. You stopped again when you got halfway to your destination and you were stretching you hands when you heard a male voice say "Let me help with the heavy one." But you hesitated even when you knew you needed help, "Umm, no thanks. I will manage." And he insisted, "Don't worry I am not Nigerian." And he helped. Yes! He is a Nigerian. He is not Nigerian means 'He just wants to help. No strings attached. No number collecting. He is ...
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