Do you know what your name says about you?

Hey everyone.... Good day! Hope your week is going on fine? Hopefully yes. I talked about putting up at least a post for the next 28 days or more. I'm glad I've been consistent enough and kept my words. Big thanks to all those that have been following me up lately, I'm grateful. You can as well tell me what you're interested in and topics you want me to write via the comment box or any other means you can get to me. I'll be expecting your responses😊😊. Today, I'll be focusing on "What your name says about you."

• Often times, we hear our names being called. People reach out to us by calling our names. How do you feel about yourself when you're called? What positive vibes do you get when your name is mentioned? We start to understand ourselves better when we realise how important our names are to us. Only you can make your name really special and get all the positive energy from your name when called. Your name is your identity and your identity goes a long way to tell you who you really are and what you stand for. A few days back, I took time to define my name and told myself what my name always stand for. The feeling I get when my name is mentioned.. OMG!!! See below what my name says about me😁😁. You can as well tell me what your name says about you. We respond to our names when called. Yes! We respond to what our names say about us. Get the positive energy on board with your name. What does your name say about you? Have a great day! 

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LET YOUR ATTITUDE BE......

Let your attitude be charming;
as twinkling stars in the sky.
Showing brightness of strength, hope and faith.
Let it bring radiance into many lives;
and break the stony-hearted to bits.
Let it exhibit the power of your existence,
by proving your worth beyond reasonable doubts.
For many will love to catch a star in their arms,
as a fallen angel from heaven.

Let your attitude be a Shepherd;
that strides across the wilderness and vast vegetation,
leading sheep into the limelight of the truth.
Let it bestow integrity on the land,
and cause unity in our midst.
Let your attitude be like a fine wine,
that others find pleasure in.
Let it point towards discipline and selfless service,
embracing 'one love'  amidst all odds.

-Anne

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IS VIRGINITY OVERRATTED?

One post per day for the next 28days or more😊😊. I'm excited!! I'll try my best to accomplish that. A friend threw a quick question at me yesterday, "Is Virginity overrated?" I was asked not to think from my religious point of view. Weird right?? Obviously. This story will explain my answer. You can deduce my answer when you're done reading. Okay...It's not going to be from my religious point of view as well. LOL. So let's ride on.

 "Whore..slut...bitch..hoe!!!" Ade screamed at Ajoke.
"Didn't you pluck the special fruit? Now I'm a whore?? Nonsense!!" she yelled back at him.
She shook her head as she lamented putting her index finger in her mouth.
"Of course! I can remember I was warned," She uttered in soliloquy.
She stamped her feet quite a few times on the ground and shouted while snapping her fingers."  Ade!! You'll pay for this oo." She picked up her scarf from the sofa angrily, gazed at Ade for a few seconds before heading towards the bedroom. She hissed intermittently as she packed her belongings. She paused for a while to think of what had befallen her after all the years of sacrifice. He used the slightest opportunity to pounce on her and beat her up. She could never have imagined. She was his cook, his cleaner, his sex partner and has earned the title wife-to-be over the years without any introduction to both families.
"Arrggghh... Ajoke!! aye mi o, " she spoke in Yoruba language with her hands on her head.
She recalled how they met and the first night she spent with him. She was still a virgin when she met him and could vividly remember the night she was deflowered.
    She was in her final year in university and was on Industrial training in a pharmaceutical company when they met each other. It was a sunny afternoon when she went to deliver some dermatology products to a pharmacy store. He was smartly  dressed in suit with a well groomed hairstyle and she couldn't resist his sweet fragrance.
"Good afternoon madam, " he greeted smiling at her.
Ajoke raised her head up. She noticed his beautiful set of teeth.
"Err.. Afternoon... " she mentioned. Lost in words, she managed to shake his hand that was stretched towards her.
" Can I meet you? " Ade requested. His voice lingered something in her that she couldn't explain.
" Balogun Helen Ajoke is my name... uhn... Still a student.. Having my industrial training at lifeline pharmaceutical company ".  She pointed eastward to the organization as she answered nervously. He handed his business card to her and introduced himself  as Ogunlana Adeola.  Soon afterwards, the chemistry between them clicked and they became an item. Months went by and their relationship got serious. He bought beautiful gifts for her and made her feel special. She finished her University education  with a second class upper degree and Ade was very proud of her. She seldom visited him at his house because of the nature of his job and her tight schedule in school.
    A day came and they both planned to spend the night together since she was done with school. She got to his apartment in the evening and met a sexy gown on his bed. A note on the bed read "wear this love". She imagined herself in paradise hoping it was a start of something new. She took off her jewelries, had her bath, put on the short skimpy gown, sprayed an expensive perfume all over her body, applied a jelly-like cream on her feet and looked at the mirror observing her body and facial expression.  She intentionally  exposed the slit of the gown seductively and her light-skinned thighs could be obviously seen from afar. She crossed her legs scanning through a book on his bed as she eagerly waited for Ade. The only part that caught her attention in the book was the sentence "sex is like a fine wine or scotch" . The urge was intense and immediately she noticed  the door was opened. "Yes! Ade is back!" she whispered to herself. Ade locked the door and put off the light in the living  room. He hastily walked into the bedroom and was speechless when he saw Ajoke laying  on his bed. He rushed quickly to her before she could utter any word, kissed her forehead and immediately hurried to the bathroom to have his bath. Ajoke was a bit nervous until Ade assured her to remain calm. She felt his bare chest and moved towards him. Soul to soul, skin to skin, she gave him her all. He thrust into her forcefully, she screamed as the hymen got broken and blood let out of her. She felt she gave her purity to the love of her life. Ade embraced her with a warm hug. She rushed immediately to the bathroom to clean up.  The soothing relief it brought to her was unexplainable.
     After the experience, Ajoke would brag to her friends that virginity is overrated in africa and she felt there isn't any big deal about it.  Although, her best friends thought contrarily aside for religious reason,  she still go as far as stating "Sin is sin. All have sinned and come short of his glory." Years have passed and now she's sent packing from a man's house, a man who isn't her husband. A man she has helped financially, emotionally, physically and socially. Her mom warned her earlier but she was deeply in love with Ade. She weeped tirelessly as she recalled everything.
Nothing can keep a man that doesn't want to be kept; not giving your virginity, being a great cook, good at chores or getting pregnant. It is different strokes for different folks. What rocks your boat might not rock another. It might work for someone else and not for you. Be wise!
Lately, feminists have made it clear that virginity isn't a measure of a woman's worth.
Feminists came up with the argument "Why keep yourself to give your husband your virginity when he isn't keeping himself to give you his??" Rhetorical.
The idea of virginity being overrated or not is objective.
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Don't bet on stability, everything changes. Think smart! Act smart! Play safe. Have a great day.

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EACH DAY

Each day is a new blessing,
a renewal of the mind.
Each day brings a new promise,
an assurance of a life worthwhile.
Each day is a new opportunity,
an avenue to take charge of progress.
Each day is a new beginning;
to start afresh a blissful story.
Each day is grace-filled,
God's unmerited favour at work.
Each day is a stepping stone,
a platform to success.
Each day is a new achievement,
a goal to be reached.
Each day is a victory ;
conquering all odds.
Don't just go through each day,
Grow each day!
-Anne

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BARBARISM!!!

Tears rolled down his eyes,
He cried out in pain.
Brutally beaten to stupor.
Scars on his body,
Cut-skin and bruises.
The on-lookers watched,
as the mob carried out their insane act;
to burn a fellow human,
A distressed minor!!!
His last breath was terrifying.
Like a lion;
He roared as if he had lose his mane.
He probably cursed the land,
regretting being a Nigerian.
He gave up the ghost,
but his soul still bleeds,
yearning for justice.
How inhuman are we?
To kill another human,
for no just reason.
The world is evil.
We're lost in darkness.
The perpetrators turned  Saints overnight,
to cast a stone?
Their hearts are darker than a yawning grave.
Barbaric!! Uncouth and uncivilized.
Conscience sold for a meagre amount of "stolen garri",
bold enough to kill?
Our politicians have stolen almost everything.
We've done absolutely nothing.
Yet, we wallow in stupidity,
Trade our sanity,
trend Insanity,
and betray humanity.
Our society is dead!!
I weep for Nigeria.
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Anne.

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THE PLOY

      Enfolded in his dungaree, a feeling of jolt, Ben rested on the couch in his room grinning his teeth in agony. He was lost in his thoughts trying to figure out what eventually went wrong. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were sour red. "How will I make ends meet?" He looked deeply at the unpainted walls with a crude appearance, wishing he could find answers to his situation. The thoughts of the unfavourable and creepy economy made him burst out. He got sacked by his boss due to the theft incident that occurred. He knew it was a taint on his personality.
     After few hours, he stood up stumbling intermittently to reach his cell phone. He searched through his contact list and was able to dial Tade's mobile number. Although, his hands were shaking swiftly. He gabbled with words "Errr.... Is this Tade??" Ben used to work with Tade, Salmat and a few co-workers before Tade left to become an entrepreneur, starting up her own clothing business. They worked in the financial department of the networking organization that fired him. They hadn't spoken to each other in a while. Tade responded to his call and they got talking. They spoke for about half an hour  trying to get some information about Salmat, He had suspected that she has got skeletons in her cupboard. The lies she told about him and the way she was able to manoeuvre the situation was unbelievable. He gave a detailed explanation to Tade about the spontaneous events that had happened in the organization. A ploy to discover the thief was soon reached. They planned to hire a private detective. The next week was set aside for recruitment. Tade was a reputable staff in the financial department before she resigned and being a competent staff, she was able to recommend a trusted person during recruitment. The plight was to get the private detective recruited.
     Ben took a deep sigh of relief after speaking to Tade. He was caught up between leaping for joy because he found a way to sort out himself or just wailing  on the floor, knowing it will take some months before it got resolved. He took off his clothes and threw it to the corner of his bed. He was still heartbroken. His savings for his forthcoming wedding would be used to sustain himself for a while. He couldn't sleep till the early hours of the day when the night wasn't young any longer. For the rest of the week, he took just breakfast and dinner, excluding his lunch.
     It was a lucent Monday morning, dressed in a blue pair of jeans and white shirt, Ben strolled into the eatery to meet both Tade and the private detective, Stella. He noticed they were beautiful but he didn't have the time to assess them. His present situation was a hard knock and it had to be fixed. The entire plan was laid out on a sheet of paper and the detective assured the culprit would be brought to the law. Tade paid the detective and the "game on" button was hit. The detective primary assignment was to know all the transactions that had taken place in the organization on and before the theft incident took place. Alongside being Salmat's good companion, if not the best.
     Meanwhile, Ben broke the news of the postponed wedding date to his fiancée, Vivian. He had informed his own family about the change of date without consulting her. She was discomfited and wasn't ready to listen to him. Her pretty face was bathed in tears with much anguish. She slammed the door and left him speechless. He called her cell phone countless times, all to no avail. It dawned on him he had lost his wife-to-be, maybe temporarily in a bid to survive.
     The plan was going on well. Stella related excellently with Salmat  pretending to be her best companion. In just a month and half, their friendship had grown really well. Scornful Salmat began to trust Stella with her confidential issues and evil deeds. One day, they had lunch in an eatery close to the organization where they worked. The whole details of the theft incident that occurred sprang up. She confided in Stella on how she arranged the missing sum of money in a "ghana-must-go"  bag and hired a man to rob the organization at night, giving the man keys to the office and inner room where some funds were kept. How she put the blame on Ben just to cover up her deeds was so unfair, Stella thought. She pretended to be in support of Salmat to the extent of hailing her. At the end of the lunch, Stella jotted out important details of Salmat's narration secretly.
     The robber was traced and arrested through the information Salmat gave. He was detained and later interrogated. After so much torment, he confessed to his deeds. Salmat was arrested and got the axe from the organization. She lost her job permanently. The manager of the organization thanked Tade and commended her for such a great justice. He apologized to Ben and promoted him. He was also granted a huge sum of money. Ben was overwhelmed with joy.
    Knock! Knock! Knock! "Don't tell me you're still sleeping!!! ", Tade screamed. Ben woke up from his sleep. It was all a dream. Tade and Ben were still co-workers and Salmat was still a cleaner. He went immediately to check the room where funds were kept. They were still intact.
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Written by Anne.
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Thanks for reading, hope you all enjoyed the story?? Sorry for not putting up much stuffs on here regularly. I've been really busy. A friend told me to put up a story which I just did. You can as well tell me what you're interested in and want me to write about in the comment box or any other means you can reach me. Your opinions are well appreciated. You can share the story with your friends as well. Do have a great week😁 and don't forget to shine brighter than a diamond ♦. Much love❤
   
   

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FAITH!!!!!!

I sashayed through the hallway,
and caught a glimpse at faith.
Its reflection pierced the dark side of my mind,
exposing the doubts in me.
The ambiguities were clearly interpreted.
My anxieties were tabled before faith.
The battle line was drawn,
like a clash of the titans.
Faith conquered my fears,
bestowing the furnish proof of my existence.
Reinvigorating, I must acknowledge.

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