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03/05/2025

Shebi Una see complications😂

An 18year old boy stole a phone from a neighbour that was valued at N50,000 the boy was arrested & his poor parents were asked to pay N250,000 to free him, parents struggled & managed to raise the money for the police so as to bail out the boy, as they were driving home, the parents pleaded their son, "never should you repeat this kind of nonsense, you see how much your bad behaviour has cost us."

The boy replied Daddy don't worry ur N250,000 is here with me I stole it from d drawer when I was released"

If you are the parent, what will you do?

03/04/2025

The Other Side of Jezebel

Part Four: The Lessons of My Life

They call my name in whispers, a warning to women who dare to be strong, to speak, to rule beside men instead of beneath them. But what have they truly learned from my story? Have they learned the danger of unchecked ambition, or do they still hide their own greed behind the veil of righteousness, as Jehu did? Have they learned the power of faith, or do they still believe that their way is the only way, as Elijah did?

I have been painted as a villain, but history is written by the victors, and those who wished to erase my legacy ensured that I was remembered in disgrace. Yet my life, my struggles, my choices—they hold lessons for those who have the wisdom to see beyond the stories told by my enemies.

1. The Fear of Powerful Women
Even now, the world fears women who will not be silent, who will not accept their place as mere ornaments to men. My crime was not cruelty—it was strength. I stood beside my husband, I advised him, I protected him, and for that, I was hated. Even today, a woman with power is called manipulative, while a man who does the same is called a leader. What does that tell you?

2. The Hypocrisy of Righteous Men
Elijah, Jehu, the prophets—they claimed to fight for righteousness, but they killed, betrayed, and destroyed in the name of their cause. How different were they from the evils they claimed to oppose? Religion, when wielded as a weapon, has justified countless injustices. And so I ask: is righteousness defined by faith alone, or by actions? And if by actions, then what of those who have done evil in the name of their God?

3. The Cost of Betrayal
Jehu’s betrayal was not just personal—it was the betrayal of an entire legacy. He rose on the backs of those who had given him power, then turned against them without hesitation. History is full of men like Jehu, who wear loyalty like a cloak until it no longer serves them. The lesson? Beware of those who claim to serve only when it benefits them. And beware of those who justify treachery with claims of divine purpose.

4. The Right to Believe
I did not seek to erase Israel’s God—I only sought the right to worship mine. And yet, for that, I was condemned. How often, even now, do people seek to destroy those who believe differently? How many wars, how many injustices, have been committed simply because one faith could not tolerate the existence of another? True power, true wisdom, is in allowing others the freedom to worship as they choose.

5. The Truth Cannot Be Buried
They tried to erase me. They left my body to the dogs, they cursed my name, they made me a lesson in disgrace. And yet, here I am, telling my story still. The truth has a way of surviving, even when those in power seek to bury it. Lies may win battles, but history remembers the whispers of those who dared to question them.

So I leave you with this: When you hear my name, do not think of the villain they created. Think of the woman who refused to kneel, who fought for her right to believe, who loved her king fiercely, who stood unafraid even as death approached. Think of Jezebel, not as a warning, but as a question:

Who writes history, and whom does it serve?

And when they tell you a story, ask yourself—whose voice has been left unheard?

The End.

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Author's note:
You've heard the story of Jezebel from her own perspective and also the lessons she drew from it.
What do you think of Jezebel?

©Copyright 2025 | SunnyInspired

02/04/2025

The Other Side of Jezebel

Part Three: Betrayed by Jehu

I have known betrayal, but none cut deeper than that of Jehu.

He was not an enemy when we first knew him. No, Jehu was one of us—a soldier in Ahab’s army, a man we trusted, trained, and elevated. He dined in our halls, stood in our courts, received our favors. My husband saw promise in him, granting him command, ensuring his rise in the ranks of Israel’s army. And how did he repay us? With a sword to our backs.

When Ahab fell in battle, I mourned as a wife should. He was not perfect, but he was a king who had ruled with vision, a man I had loved despite the burdens of the throne. His son, Ahaziah, took his place, and though young, he could have been strong with the right guidance. But fate was cruel—he did not reign long before he, too, fell. And before we could even steady ourselves, Jehu emerged, dripping with the blood of those who had once trusted him.

Word came that Jehu had been anointed king by the prophets. Ah, the prophets again. They had always wanted the house of Ahab destroyed, and now they had found their weapon. He rode toward Jezreel with a heart full of ambition and a mind set on vengeance, not justice. I knew what was coming. I had seen this before—the thirst for power disguised as righteousness.

But I would not cower.

I painted my eyes, adorned my hair, and stood at my window, not in desperation, but in defiance. If he had come to slay me, let him look upon my face and know that I did not fear him. Let him see that Jezebel would not beg, would not weep, would not shrink before a man who owed everything to the very throne he sought to destroy.

As he rode into the city, I spoke words he could not ignore:

"Is it peace, Jehu? You, the betrayer of your master?"

But men like Jehu do not answer with words. They answer with violence. Without provocation, without trial, without justice, he called to my own eunuchs—men I had clothed, fed, and protected—and they turned against me. I felt their hands upon me before I could react, before I could command them otherwise.

And then—I fell.

The world blurred as the sky turned to stone beneath me. Pain seared through my body, but I did not cry out. I would not give them the satisfaction. I, who had stood beside kings, who had ruled with wisdom and strength, who had loved, fought, and endured—I would not let them see me break.

As my blood stained the ground, I heard the hooves of Jehu’s horse. I heard his laughter. And then, silence.

They say the dogs devoured me, that my flesh was scattered so that none could bury me properly. Perhaps. But what they do not understand is this: Jezebel was never just a body. I was a force, a queen, a woman who refused to bow. My name still lingers, though they have tried to smear it with filth. They tell my story, even as they twist it against me.

But now, you have heard my story.

And now, perhaps, you will question the way they have told it.

(To be continued...)

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01/04/2025

The Other Side of Jezebel

Part Two: My Right to Worship

Power is never without opposition. It is the nature of men to resist what they do not understand. When I came to Israel, I did not demand that they abandon their God. I did not stand in their streets and call for the destruction of their temples. No, I only asked for the freedom to worship as I had been raised. Was that a crime?

Yet from the moment I set foot in Samaria, the prophets of Israel took issue with me. They did not see me as a queen, a woman who had come in peace to strengthen their kingdom. No, to them, I was an outsider, an enemy, a foreign woman who dared to stand beside their king. And in their hatred, they twisted my intentions, spreading fear among the people.

I built temples for Baal, just as Solomon had built altars for his wives' gods before me. But unlike them, I was not granted the same tolerance. Instead, I was accused of leading Israel astray. But tell me, is a land so weak in its faith that one woman can undo generations of worship? If Israel’s people believed in their God, what threat was I to them?

Then came Elijah.

Ah, the prophet Elijah—wild, unrelenting, and obsessed with my downfall. He saw no room for compromise, no space for coexistence. To him, Israel must serve only one God, and those who worshiped differently had no right to live among them. He called down drought upon the land, blaming Ahab and me for the people’s suffering, though it was his own curse that had brought it upon them.

And when he challenged the prophets of Baal at Mount Carmel, I did not interfere. Let them prove their god, I thought. Let there be a contest if that is what Elijah desired. But when my prophets were defeated, Elijah did not stop at proving his point—he slaughtered them, every last one. These were men who had only served as I had asked, men who had done no harm beyond their devotion to Baal. And yet, they were put to the sword like criminals.

Should I have remained silent? Should I have allowed this prophet to destroy those who shared my faith without consequence? No! I sent word that Elijah would be held accountable, that justice would be served. And what did he do? He fled like a coward. He who had defied kings and called down fire from the heavens ran at the mere threat of a woman’s vengeance.

They call me ruthless, but what of Elijah? What of those prophets who deemed my faith unworthy of existence? Was it not my right, as queen, as a woman of faith, to protect those who worshiped as I did? Or was I expected to bow, to submit, to let my people be butchered without a word?

No, I would not. I did not.

But I knew then that the battle lines had been drawn. And the war for my name, my legacy, had truly begun.

(To be continued...)

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31/03/2025

The Other Side of Jezebel

Part One: My Name, My Story

They have called me many things—wicked, manipulative, a harlot, a murderer of prophets. But no one has ever asked me to tell my story. History is written by those who remain standing, and I was cast down from my high place, my voice buried under the rubble of a kingdom that I helped build. But if the world would listen, if only for a moment, I would tell them what it truly meant to be Jezebel.

I was born a princess of Tyre, daughter of King Ethbaal, raised in the grandeur of the Sidonian court. My people were seafarers, builders of great cities, and keepers of the wisdom of the gods. I was trained in the ways of leadership, diplomacy, and devotion to Baal and Asherah, the deities of my ancestors. To us, faith was not just about worship—it was the foundation of civilization itself.

When I was given in marriage to Ahab, prince of Israel, it was not an act of love but of alliance, as most royal marriages were. Tyre and Israel, bound together by my presence in Samaria, would be stronger against our enemies. Ahab was young, ambitious, and eager to prove himself, but he was also uncertain, pulled in many directions by the demands of his people. I stood by him, offering counsel, strength, and the wisdom of my father's court.

He became king, and I, his queen. And what a king he became! Not just a warrior, but a builder—expanding cities, strengthening fortifications, making Israel prosper as never before. Do you think these things happen by chance? No, it takes vision, strategy, and unyielding resolve. While Ahab looked outward, securing Israel’s borders, I looked inward, ensuring the palace was strong, that alliances were kept, that the people had a future beyond endless wars and famine.

But power invites enemies. The prophets of Israel whispered against me, claiming that I had led Ahab astray, that I had brought foreign gods into their land. But tell me—was I not allowed to worship as I was raised? Were my gods less real simply because they were not theirs? If a woman kneels before her god in her own chamber, does that give men the right to brand her a villain?

Even as they scorned me, I remained devoted to Ahab. I did not seek power for myself, as they claim—I sought to protect the throne. A king must be firm, unwavering, and I ensured that my husband remained strong even when those around him sought to weaken him with fear. And for this, they have cursed my name for generations.

But let them curse. I know the truth. And now, so do you.

(To be continued...)

Sunnyinspired | Copyright © 2025

09/09/2024

THE PRODIGAL SON: His Own Side of The Story

PART ONE: The Demand for the Inheritance
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In the days of our fathers, the structure of the family was sacred and deeply rooted in tradition. Sons, particularly the eldest, were expected to follow in their father's footsteps, taking care of the family estate and ensuring the continuity of the household. The inheritance, which would normally be divided upon the father’s death, was a measure of security for the family, not just a means for personal gain.

In our tradition, inheritance is something one should receive only upon the father’s passing, but I could not wait. I felt as though I deserved the freedom to use what was rightfully mine and live life by my own rules. I approached my father, and with great confidence, I asked for my share of the inheritance.

It was not entirely uncommon for a father to divide his inheritance before his death, though it was certainly unorthodox, especially for the younger son to request it. In our Jewish tradition, the law stated that the eldest son received a double portion of the inheritance, meaning I would only receive a third of the estate, as per Deuteronomy 21:17. But even that one-third represented a significant portion of wealth, enough to sustain a life of luxury if handled wisely.

I was young, ambitious, and filled with dreams that extended far beyond the walls of my father's estate. My mind was full of wonder, my heart restless. Why should I remain here, working day after day, when I knew the world outside held so much more for me? I looked at my father and saw a man who had wealth and success, yet it seemed distant to me—a future too far away. I wanted my share, not out of disrespect but out of a desire to carve my own path.
I yearned for more than the fields and the life of a landowner. My thoughts were filled with the stories I’d heard from travelers who spoke of bustling cities, far-off lands, and the pleasures and opportunities that lay beyond the horizon. These thoughts consumed me to the point where I could no longer bear the routine of life under my father's roof.

I approached my father, not without hesitation, but with a firm conviction that I deserved the chance to live on my own terms. “Father,” I said, “give me the share of the estate that belongs to me.” In this culture, such a request could be seen as a deep insult, almost as if I were wishing my father dead. Yet, my father did not chastise me. Instead, he looked at me with sorrow in his eyes, perhaps foreseeing the path I was choosing, but he agreed nonetheless. He divided his property between me and my elder brother, giving me the freedom I so desperately sought.

Many in my village would call my actions audacious, even selfish. But in my heart, I truly believed that this wealth would allow me to experience life to its fullest. My intention was not to dishonor my father but to embrace my independence, to grow through my adventures. I desired to escape the familiar and explore the unknown, trusting that I had all I needed for success.

When my father agreed to give me my portion, I was relieved and filled with excitement. I set off with confidence, assured that I had made the right decision. I believed that by stepping out, I would find happiness, meaning, and a life worthy of the wealth I had inherited.

I justified my actions to myself, thinking that the inheritance was mine by right and that I had the ability to build a life that would make my father proud. I saw it not as selfishness, but as an opportunity to prove myself in the world. The restrictions of home, the responsibilities of family—they felt like chains to me. I wanted to break free, to explore, and to live a life full of excitement and possibility.

And so, I gathered all I had—riches, clothes, and a heart full of dreams—and left my father’s house, heading toward a distant country where no one knew my name and where I could write my own story.

To be continued...

(C) Sunday Elesi, 2024.

04/07/2024

HELLO JUDAS: A Story From The View Point of Judas Iscariot.
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Part 1: My Background and Lineage:

Hello everyone,
I am Judas Iscariot, I am often vilified and misunderstood.
I have been called countless names since over 2,500 years ago.
I have been referred to as the bad guy, the betrayer, the bad egg, etc.
Many people even made proverbs, adages and sayings out of my name and story. People always see me in a bad light, and my name is always associated with betrayal and evil.
Many Christians hate me because they feel I was the one who sold out Jesus.

To worsen the case, no one has ever named their child after me. I have seen people naming their children after other disciples, and even after words and people of the old testament, but everyone runs away from the name "Judas Iscariot".

No one has ever cared to hear my own side of the story! No one has cared to really look into what exactly happened over 2,500 years ago.

Everyone sees me as a damned person.

But today, let me tell you my story, for it is not as simple as you might think.

I come from Kerioth in southern Judea, a place different from the regions most of the other disciples hailed from. My name, Judas, or Yehudah in Hebrew, carries the legacy of Judah, the patriarch of one of the twelve tribes of Israel. I am not an outsider by heritage but deeply rooted in the Jewish traditions and prophecies.

I was born into a devout Jewish family, well-versed in the Torah and the teachings of our ancestors. My upbringing was steeped in the anticipation of the Messiah, who would liberate us from Roman oppression and restore the kingdom of Israel. This messianic hope was not just mine; it was the hope of all Israel.

When I first met Jesus of Nazareth, I was captivated by His teachings and the power of His miracles. Like the others, I left everything behind to follow Him, believing He was the promised Messiah.
I witnessed His compassion, His wisdom, and His power to heal. I was appointed the treasurer among the disciples, a position of trust and responsibility.

As a treasurer, I carried out my duties faithfully and served to the best of my capacity. I always gave account of every penny spent and kept a clean sheet.

I was part of those who started evangelism and mission work as seen in Luke 9 vs 1-6. When Jesus the Christ sent out the Disciples, I was amongst them. Together with Simon, John, James and the other we went into the villages casting out demons, healing people and preaching the good news.

If I were a bad person, I won't be doing all that. I was numbered amongst the 12!

So, what exactly happened that led to people saying I betrayed Jesus? How did it happen? I will share that with you tomorrow.

Keep watching this timeline as I share my story...

(C) Sunday Elesi, July 2024.

23/06/2024

BALANCING AMBITION WITH CONTENTMENT IN THIS CONTEMPORARY AGE - Part 4 (FINAL PART)

Continuing from our previous discussions on ambition and life purpose, today we'll focus on contentment—what it means, how it can contribute to a healthy life, especially in challenging economic times, how it can aid in achieving ambitions, and tips for balancing ambition with contentment.

Contentment is a state of being satisfied with what you have and where you are in life. It doesn't mean complacency or lack of ambition; rather, it's about appreciating your current circumstances while still aspiring for growth and improvement.

While ambition drives you to achieve and excel, contentment allows you to find peace and satisfaction in the present moment. Balancing the two helps you strive for goals without feeling constantly unfulfilled or stressed.

Benefits of Contentment:

1. Mental and Emotional Health:
- Contentment reduces stress and anxiety. By focusing on what you have rather than what you lack, you can maintain a positive outlook and emotional stability. This is particularly important in a challenging economy where external pressures are high.

2. Physical Health:
- Stress and dissatisfaction can lead to physical health issues such as high blood pressure, insomnia, and weakened immunity. Contentment fosters a sense of well-being, which can contribute to better physical health.

3. Financial Stability:
- Contentment helps you manage your resources wisely. Instead of constantly seeking more, you learn to appreciate and make the best use of what you have, leading to better financial stability and less debt.

4. Healthy Relationships:
- Being content helps you build stronger, more positive relationships. You are less likely to compare yourself with others and more likely to appreciate the people in your life for who they are.

How Contentment Can Help Your Ambition:

1. Stability and Focus:
- Contentment provides a stable foundation from which you can pursue your ambitions. When you are content with your current situation, you can focus more clearly on your goals without the distraction of constant dissatisfaction.

2. Reduced Burnout/Pressure:
- Ambitious individuals often push themselves hard, leading to burnout. Contentment helps mitigate this risk by promoting a balanced approach to pursuing goals, ensuring that you take care of your well-being along the way.

3. Enhanced Creativity:
- A content mind is often more creative and open to new ideas. When you are not stressed by unmet desires, you can think more freely and innovatively, aiding in the achievement of your ambitions.

4. Resilience:
- Contentment fosters resilience by helping you appreciate small successes and learn from failures without becoming overly discouraged. This resilience is crucial for long-term ambition.

How to Cultivate Contentment:

1. Practice Gratitude:
- Regularly reflect on and appreciate what you have. Keep a gratitude journal where you write down things you are thankful for each day. This shifts your focus from what's missing to what's present in your life.

2. Set Realistic Goals:
- While it's important to have ambitions, setting realistic and achievable goals can prevent feelings of inadequacy. Break larger goals into smaller, manageable steps and celebrate each milestone.

3. Live Within Your Means:
- Adopt a lifestyle that matches your financial situation. Avoid unnecessary debt and focus on spending on things that truly add value to your life. This reduces financial stress and fosters a sense of security.

4. Mindfulness and Meditation:
- Engage in mindfulness practices or meditation to stay present and fully experience the moment. This helps reduce anxiety about the future and regrets about the past, fostering a sense of peace and contentment.

5. Limit Social Media Exposure:
- Social media can create unrealistic comparisons and desires. Limit your exposure to social media, or curate your feed to follow accounts that inspire and uplift rather than make you feel inadequate.

6. Find Joy in Simple Things:
- Appreciate the small joys in everyday life, such as a walk in the park, a good book, or quality time with loved ones. These simple pleasures can significantly enhance your sense of contentment.

7. Help Others:
- Volunteering and helping those in need can provide a sense of purpose and fulfillment. It shifts your focus from your own challenges to the positive impact you can have on others.

How to Balance Ambition with Contentment:

1. Set Balanced Goals:
- Ensure your goals are ambitious yet attainable. Avoid setting goals that are so lofty they become sources of stress and dissatisfaction.

2. Celebrate Milestones:
- Acknowledge and celebrate each step towards your goal. This helps you stay motivated and content with your progress.

3. Prioritize Well-Being:
- Make self-care a part of your routine. Ensure that pursuing your ambitions doesn't come at the expense of your physical or mental health.

4. Practice Patience:
- Understand that achieving ambitious goals takes time. Be patient with yourself and the process, recognizing that setbacks are a natural part of the journey.

5. Seek Balance:
- Allocate time for relaxation and leisure activities. Balancing work and personal life helps maintain overall happiness and contentment.

6. Reflect Regularly:
- Periodically assess your ambitions and progress. Reflect on whether your goals still align with your values and purpose, making adjustments as needed to stay on a fulfilling path.

In conclusion, contentment is vital to a balanced and fulfilling life. It allows you to appreciate the present while still striving for future goals. You can cultivate contentment by practicing gratitude, setting realistic goals, living within your means, and finding joy in simple things. This balance between ambition and contentment helps you navigate economic challenges and contributes to your overall well-being and happiness.

Thanks for following through.

(c) Sunday Elesi, June 2024

21/06/2024

BALANCING AMBITION WITH CONTENTMENT IN THIS CONTEMPORARY AGE - Part 3

Continuing from our previous discussions, today we will focus on the relationship between ambitions and one's life purpose, and how they can be intertwined. Ambitions can help one fulfill life's purpose, but this largely depends on whether one knows their purpose.

Ambitions vs. Life Purpose:

Your Life purpose is a deeply personal understanding of what you are meant to do or achieve in a lifetime. It's often aligned with your values, passions, and strengths. Knowing your life purpose provides direction and meaning, guiding your ambitions toward fulfilling that purpose.

When your ambitions are in line with your life purpose, they can drive you towards meaningful achievements and satisfaction. For example, if someone's life purpose is to help others, their ambition to become a doctor, social worker, or teacher can fulfill that purpose. Their professional achievements will bring them personal fulfillment and positively impact others.

For those who haven't identified their life purpose, ambitions might still bring success but not necessarily fulfillment. Achieving goals that don't resonate with your deeper purpose can lead to a sense of emptiness or dissatisfaction at the end of the day. You may reach the pinnacle of success in your field but feel unfulfilled because your achievements don't align with what truly matters to you.

Understanding your life purpose often requires self-discovery and reflection. Ask yourself what you are passionate about, what you value most, and your skills and strengths. This self-examination can help align your ambitions with your purpose.

Once you know your life purpose, set goals that align with it. These goals should be ambitious yet meaningful, providing a sense of direction and fulfillment. For instance, if your purpose is to be an advocate of good governance for your community, ambitions related to engaging in activism, grassroot politics, e.t.c can help you achieve that.

Sometimes, ambitions need to adapt as your understanding of your life purpose evolves. Be open to changing your goals as you grow and learn more about yourself. This flexibility ensures that your ambitions remain relevant and fulfilling.

For Those Still Seeking To Know Their Life Purpose:

1. Explore Different Interests:
- Try different activities and explore various fields to discover what resonates with you. This can help you identify your passions and strengths, guiding you towards your life purpose.

2. Seek Guidance:
- Talk to mentors, coaches, or trusted individuals who can provide insights and perspectives on your strengths and potential life purpose. Their guidance can help you see possibilities you might not have considered. Most importantly, PRAY and ask God to help you understand His purpose for your life, and the reason why you were created.

3. Reflect on Experiences:
- Look back on your experiences and identify moments when you felt most fulfilled and happy. These moments can offer clues about your life purpose and help align your future ambitions with it.

In conclusion, ambitions are powerful tools that can help fulfill one's life purpose when aligned properly. Balancing ambition with an understanding of life purpose not only leads to personal fulfillment but also ensures that your efforts leave a lasting and positive impact.

Watch out for more discussion on this ...

(c) Sunday Elesi, June 2024.

26/03/2024

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23/03/2024

So, my landlady increased our rent from 250k to 300k.

I told her face-to-face that I'd been complaining to her about the earthing problem in my room.

Everything in my room is shócking including my bathroom wall so because of that I will continue paying 250k.

My landlady got angry that day. There's nothing she didn't say but I don't like long talks once I've said that one important thing any other thing you are saying I will never pay attention to it.

Later that day she came to my room to find out if the room was shócking or not but the guy woman seized her breath and nothing shócked her and that act alone still shócked me.

She served me quit notice to leave her house and let another person move in since I'm proven stûbbórn.

I know my landlady too well. If I agree to move out she will not refund me the money for the remaining months and she will still call the police for me because she loves arresting her tenants the way Atiku loves running an election every four years.

I begged her to let me stay till December when my rent will expire.

She agreed but she was carrying face for me.

I kept looking for what I would do to make her take me off her mind before I would sleep in my room one night and wake up in a police cell the next morning.

One day I was in my room and I heard her talking to my neighbor that she would be hosting her organization people in our compound and that she should borrow her freezer for a day to freeze drinks.

The neighbor said her freezer isn't big.

Immediately I heard it I rushed out of my room and I told my landlady to use mine that mine is big.

She was so happy...

I told her I wouldn't be around that day but I would leave my key with her but she should please be the only one that would enter my room because of how I arranged the room.

She swore she would be the only one who would enter my room that day to pack the drinks.

She gave me the drinks and I froze it for her.

The day her organization people will come... I took my bath and gave my landlady my room key then secretly entered one of my neighbor's rooms and lay down.

During the time for merriment, my landlady entered my room to pack her drinks.

She opened the freezer well then packed about four malts and turned to put them inside the container she came with to carry them.

Her bombom mistakenly touched the body of my freezer the freezer didn't show mercy oh it shócked my landlady turn-turn.

My landlady like that fell down and mistakenly leaned on my kitchen cabinet oooh that place is a no-go area. It was my kitchen cabinet that shócked trouble and wahala out of her body.

My landlady screamed! everybody in the compound including me who was hanging around like a wall géckó rushed to my room.

Come and see my landlady na!!! she was looking like one overused 1995 rag.

They wanted to take her to the hospital I told them No, that she would be fine they should lie her on my bed and give her enough chilled malt.

My landlady was the one who finished all the occasion malt just for her to get strength no other person tasted the malt.

The last time my kitchen cabinet shócked me. I finished my 7 malts and 4 thin milk I had in my room that day and when I got myself It pained me.

Her organization people all later left it was me and other tenants in my room waiting for her to wake.

My landlady woke at midnight the first thing she asked was: is today judgment day?

I asked her if she meant her punishment day. She slept off again.

Last Sunday she invited all of us to her church and she testified how the good Lord saved her life.

Her pastor advised her to call an electrician and fix the earthing problem and she did it.

Here I am this morning giving my own testimony that my landlady has finally fixed the earthing problem in my room. Nothing is shócking again in my room.

Glory be to God!!!!!

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