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WHEN A PICTURE TELLS A STORY

WHEN A PICTURE TELLS A STORY (A #throwback ) Looking at this picture, I can't help but smile because of the beautiful memories it gives. This is a picture of Thebeezybee while in primary school, 😁 at Murna Children School. I really can't remember much but this picture has a lot of stories of different persons. I can still remember Uncle Idris, my teacher and the names of some of my classmates; Zainab, Fatima, Mariam, Oluchukwu, Hajara, Tope, Bello, Hadiza, Helen,Evelyn, Peju, Chinazor,Obinna, R

The Gemini (Love beaten)

The Gemini and Pisces sad love story fades away with the morning dew.

The Westerners

The story is characterized with revenge, love, passion and ultimately hope. It also embraces long suffering, deceit and despair. It centers on two(2) African princes that seeks the fortunes and love of the king. This gesture made them to embark on an adventure that brought about sorrow, despair, desperation, greed and more secrets that can’t be told and known to any man.

What goes around comes around

This is a story of how a man learnt the hard way that you have treat your spouse the right way.

Black And white

You Havent Travel Yet?

Story under sky

We never miss a chance to go on walk with beloved and the hand holding talks become story, behind that pic you found that.

Life moves fast

Bus love Story part2

So I was doing just that, resting at a bus stop on one of those rare instances when a bus came by. It was more of an old truck than a bus but then, Cubans are not fussy about the type of transport, as long as it transports. And like all modes of Cuban transportation, it was packed tight with people. As a traveler in Cuba, you quickly learn to change your idea about personal space. At any rate, the truck, belching smoke, pulled up and el recaudador, the guy who rides the back of the vehicle and takes the money, opened the door to let me in the truck. I waved it off, explaining that I was not waiting for the bus. El recaudador looked at me and smiled and said, “Vámos” let’s go! I smiled back and said no thank you. “Vámos a mi casa!” Let’s go to my house! He thought that was sure to work! I smiled again and gave them the look at said, “nice try but no thank you”. But he wasn’t finished trying to lure me to his love pad. Tip 100 Satoshi for more

To My Dulcinea

I take pride of the secrets only you and I can share, including the wonderful moments only meant for two; I am privileged of the special mem'ries we could claim our very own, purging our love deeper and stronger as time had grown; Despite imperfections in our journey, we've seen blissfulness in the ups we've been made tougher in the downs; always, together sharing smiles and tears; And through it all I have learned one thing, that there could never be a dearer and more precious person than the o

A Positive Change Through Help

It's a short story which aim to inspire and encourage is to help people who are in need which might indirectly lead us to our destiny helpers.

My Superhero

The first day I met you was magical,I thought I could not be attracted to any guy at all.Your cute, charming eyes which travelled down to my soul.My whole being was filled with the intense passion to make you mine and mine alone,but how and where do I start? As much as I want you, different girls better than me also wanted you.Well I ended up encouraging myself that I don't deserve you at all and with that the love died down,did it? So I thought We lost contact for a while and I thought I had my

Love

Love is not based on meet Here you can walk without feet Love Start with deep of soul It will be end with faking role If the love is fraud and faken How we find the right person You eyes will open with perfect time Hurting others is and open crime Your values will be drop on the dust You will be alone with broken trust

THE UNEXPECTED

"Treasure Justus, it's been over a year now that we've been in a relationship. You are be best girlfriend I've ever had. You showered me with your love, with your care; You are indeed a blessing to me. I'm using this medium in the presence of everyone here to ask you a question. Treasure Justus, 'Will You Marry Me?' " It's been a week since I've been practicing that statement. Today, I'm going to proposed to my girlfriend. She deserved to be the mother of my children. "Let's do this" I said to m

Love is sweet they say

a lovely piece about how love is sweet and how sometimes it turns hurting or causing pain

Starting a New Life in Outer Space

All my bags are packed, all the stuff in my room is gone. I’ve been sleeping in this room for 20 years now, ever since I was a kid this was my very first room. A lot of memories were made inside this room; all those heartbreaks, breakdowns, joyful time with friends, and of course all those ‘me time’ that I surely enjoy. I’m going to miss this room, this house, this life—cause starting today I’m starting a new life in a new place; starting a new life in outer space. As I go down the stairs to bid

The second Taj Mahal

The narrative of the structure of the second Taj Mahal starts when Faizul Hasan Quadri and his significant other Tajammuli Begum start to understand that their marriage will stay childless. It is a tough spot, particularly for Tajammuli who starts to address on the off chance that anybody will at any point recall many her demise. Moved by his disheartened spouse, Faizul chose to raise her a landmark with the goal that his lovely wife could be associated with hundreds of years. His choice denotes

Raising your power of observance: The Art of getting Un-busy

The Art of getting Un-Busy I promised earlier that I will create a post about this and this is it, get ready for value. It's 6:00am I should have gotten up by 5:00am. So I quickly get up, brush my teeth, take my bath and get running to work. When I woke up I didn't notice the rising of the sun, I didn't notice the chirping birds, I didn't notice the leafs flying allround that was raised by the winds. All my focus was get to work, work, work, work. So I recycle the same lifestyle over and over ag

Love

This is to my love

I'm on the run

I'm on the run! From the world From all the harsh things it throws at me All the cartridges it emptied on three Piles upon piles it consumed for free From the Wars that it is provoking, I have to flee. I'm on the run! From these Doctrines What they are preaching ain't what they are doing Their mudus operandi ain't christ like The preach about the end time when they have actually " end time" Don't be deceived, that's not the spirit, it's strictly the street! I'm on the run From my people The ones