THURSDAY IN HOUSE NEWS..

 Hailings!!!

IN HOUSE MEMO

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I am a little under the weather but i will try my best to give una as e dey hot or cold...heheheeheheheehhe

Enjoy the rest of your day.....

This life no balance at all......

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NEIGHBOURHOOD AMEBO

Na me your number one amebo for SDK worldwide, I don land with this hot gist....

This matter wear blouse, tie wrapper, wear gele, come wear koin-koin shoe join, siddon like balanciaga make I yarn you tori, the matter long ooo....

E get one woman wey just move into my compound, let's call her Mama Ebus, infact she has only brought a few of her luggage, so one evening at about 12am, she called me to come and open gate for her, I came and opened the gate even though it was already midnight, I noticed she wore about 3 blouses like someone who is getting ready to sleep along the road, her face was swollen, her lips too, I no stand ask questions ooo, I quietly went inside, the next morning I noticed that those things they had put in their parlour had disappeared, Yay!! what happened?? 

Well I decided to drink a lot of water and mind my business.

 I neither saw her nor her kids, so I had to ask people, na there story full my ear, they said one of her friends came to her to help her borrow money from money lenders, then she brought her expensive gold as collateral, then she (my supposed neighbour)found out that the gold was more expensive than the 1million she wanted to borrow, so she went behind the woman's back and sold the gold, the woman no see money, she no see her gold, she used the military to arrest her, they beat her and almost killed her, yet my neighbour no gree say she sell gold, she actually used the money to fill up her shop and rented the duplex in my compound.

She only got back the day she asked me to open the gate for her, I did notice her almost damaged face, so they said immediately she got to her shop after the release from the army people, she got to her shop and saw a huge crowd, she already knows why, she took to her heels hence my seeing her in the compound with plenty clothes on, and the reason she came to the compound with her husband was to remove their properties cos she didn't want people to know that she had moved into the apartment.

She and her group allegedly stole a school girl from Ikorodu side, brought the child to our side and has been keeping her locked inside her shop, Hmmmmm the drugs she's been giving the child has crippled him according to what I heard, so that very night, while she was being tortured at the military base, no one to open the shop and feed the child with that thing that makes him sleep and shut up, so the boy started crying and banging on the shop door, it attracted some passerby and by morning they broke the shop, she came and hid inside my compound unknown to me ooo......

The police finally got her yesterday and as I write to you now, she's cooling off at Panti police station..... This is one neighbour from hell.... and she does this evil with her husband, their 13 Yr old son impregnated a 15yr old girl, took her for abortion, this tiny looking boy smokes everything smokeable.... 

Na God go save me, I feel like telling my Caretaker but one mind is telling me to continue acting like I didn't hear anything and enter my house.... Hmmmmm





You didnt hear anything at all and if you have kids keep them away from that side..... Hmm things are really happening in some neighbourhoods.... na wah!

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PINKYS CORNER

An idle hand is the devil's workshop 2


He sat down. A million Naira. How do I get it? He blamed his wife for his calamity. Had she not denied him his conjugal rights, he would have not been in this problem. It was her fault, he rationalized. She would pay for it. He hatched a plan.


Bisi in the meantime was also dating a guy who never knew she was pregnant( his name is Akin). Though she had given Jide two weeks to find the money. He told her to be patient. Then she asked Jide for part payment otherwise she would talk. Jide considered his standing in the community. What would friends and family say? He could not bear it. He started to grow lean from worry and an inability to eat.


His plan was being hatched.


He was going to inform Akin's mum about Bisi being pregnant for Akin and planning to give another man or stylishly poison her drink with a drug that will terminate the pregnancy. Akin's mum stays at Sagamu, about 70km from Lagos. Then Jide needed to form a gang. Jide and his friend traveled to Sagamu and logdeg in an hotel for further action.


What was Jide's excuse to his wife?


He told his wife he had a job interview in Benin. She was excited for him. Finally, something was happening in our lives. She gave him transport and money for his planned 4 day stay in a hotel for the interview process.Then he set off to Sagamu. He had rented a short time hotel called Mazi and friends. (I needed to be discreet,as the writer).


The friend got to Where Akin's mum stays on that fateful day, narrated everything añd also told the mum not to tell Akin because he doesn't want Akin to know he is the one(don't forget he gave the mum a wrong name). Akin's mum being this born again Christian and a woman of dignity and hates abortion, she gathered herself and was in lagos the 3rd day to see her son who has clocked the age of getting married and refused to.


we never knew how they settled it but all I knew was, Akin accepted the pregnancy and by October 18th, the child(Boy) will be 8years. The issue now is, Uncle Jide as I was told some weeks to my wedding has been planning to go carry his son without minding whatsoever will happen.




I will update you when time comes
I remain the aproko of our time.

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INSIDE THE MIND OF A WOMAN GOING THROUGH MOTHERHOOD.

I was at the hospital with my sick son. How did we get there ?. Hmnnn hmnnn. Three days prior to the day, I decided to deworm him like my father in law had been urging. So I went to the pharmacy I asked for an age appropriate drug.

The pharmacist gave me one but he sounded kind of unsure about the dosage. When I got home I decided to go online and check out the drug. The dosage I saw online was double of what the pharmacist prescribed. So I gave him double, barely twelve hours later he started acting up, stooling, high temperature, cries etc.

I thought it would pass and I decided to watch him a little and give him pain killers but he was only getting worse and started to vomit thick whitish substance. As I was contemplating going to the hospital my mother in law walked in. I greeted her, as I was talking to her, my son started to roll his eyes. I picked him up and rushed down to the hospital. I blamed myself, “He” blamed me, I blamed the “yeye" pharmacy and the drug.

When we got to the hospital he was admitted and test were carried out. Turns out he had severe malaria. I was very relieved, medications was given and he looked better.

I stepped out to clear my head and I suddenly heard screams. I thought a woman was in labour , she kept screaming for help. I decided to be my neighbour’s keeper and check. You can imagine my shock when I saw that the screams were from my sister.

My son was in such a terrible state. I went on my knees screaming for mercy. Praying to God as the doctors were battling to save him. He was stiff, they were able to stabilise him in about three hours.

We are back home he is doing great. I am watching him like a hawk and he is being pampered. I am currently feeling so drained and tired but I am grateful.

I felt so helpless seeing him convulsing that bad and there was nothing I could do to help. I don’t pray any mother goes through this kind of heart wrenching pain. I am just happy he is alive.

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*TAXI SECURITY TIPS*


In July 2021, my friend and I ordered a bolt to take us from the island to Festac.

 When the vehicle showed up, we noticed that it had no back plate number. It also had very dark tinted glasses asides the windscreen of course. I told the driver that I was uncomfortable with the missing back plate number. 

He said it had fallen off earlier in the day. I didn't believe him because the dust on the area did not look fresh. I also complained about the tints. My friends said I should just ignore and let's go since he was already there. I was forced to accept.

 From my experience living in Abuja, I usually would check that I am able to open taxi doors myself. I would also check the boot. I have heard stories of criminals appearing from the boot or underneath the back seats once the car started moving. So my heightened security senses kicked in. 

As my friend tried to enter the back from the drivers side, she could not open the door. I had opened my side, the back passenger side then saw her walking to my side. I asked why , she said the door didn't open and the driver asked her to come in through my side. One more thing to be uncomfortable about. 

I asked the driver why. Again, he said it had spoilt earlier and he did not have time to fix it. I decided to test the car doors to be sure this was not a trap. I discovered that I could not open mine from the inside, neither could my friend open hers. I asked another friend who was outside to try opening my side from outside, and the door could not be opened. So, all the doors were faulty. Once you entered, you could not open any of the passenger the doors from inside and from outside. We were locked in. 

This was shocking. 

He said we could wind down the glass if we felt uncomfortable but I asked him ''You have the master button, you could decide to lock it and we would be stuck.''

 I also noticed a black plastic bag on the floor of the passenger front seat. Everything did not add up. I told him I was cancelling the trip, it felt too unsettling. He got angry, jumped out his side and said he didn't drive all the way for nothing. I had noticed he had tattoos all over, but that was not a problem for me. When he came out, I noticed he wore sagged jumper shorts, a sleeveless sweat shirt , socks and slippers. All of these meant nothing to me till he said, ''Are you judging me because of my tattoos and my dressing? I am a medical doctor. I studied abroad. I am just doing this to add to my streams of income. See my stethoscope hanging on my driver's mirror, I am a medical doctor.'' 

I told him I had noticed his tattoos and they are not the problem. The guy just failed to notice the security issues that I had pointed out. I told him that I was willing to give him 500 naira for his time. I gave him and he zoomed off in anger.

 I have been seeing missing persons announcements and I thought to share this experience. Only God knows what he had in his bag. I am convinced that the driver was up to something sinister. 

Please, check all the doors and buttons before you board a taxi. Be certain that you can open them independently. Check the trunk, stay alert. If you feel overtly sleepy, wind down the glass. 

I also prefer to use natural air instead of the AC so I often keep my glasses down. Please be careful. It is sad that Nigeria's insecurity issue isn't getting better.

 Do share to warn unsuspecting passengers.

#copied from whatsapp

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