50 HABITS OF HIGHLY CREATIVE PEOPLE
1. THEY OBSERVE CLOSELY
Creative people notice the details others overlook and draw inspiration from everyday life.
2. THEY ASK QUESTIONS CONSTANTLY
They are curious about how things work, why things are the way they are, and what could be done differently.
3. THEY EMBRACE SOLITUDE
Spending time alone helps them reflect, brainstorm, and incubate ideas.
4. THEY KEEP A JOURNAL
They write down thoughts, observations, dreams, and ideas regularly for future use.
5. THEY CARRY A NOTEBOOK EVERYWHERE
They never let ideas slip away—jotting them down immediately.
6. THEY EXPERIMENT FEARLESSLY
Creatives test new concepts without fear of failure.
7. THEY LEARN FROM FAILURE
They treat mistakes as stepping stones to success.
8. THEY DAYDREAM PURPOSEFULLY
They allow their minds to wander, often discovering new ideas in the process.
9. THEY PLAY REGULARLY
Playfulness stimulates imagination and innovation.
10. THEY VALUE ORIGINALITY OVER CONFORMITY
They prioritize uniqueness and resist the pressure to follow the crowd.
11. THEY SURROUND THEMSELVES WITH INSPIRATION
Art, books, colors, or music—they create an environment that sparks creativity.
12. THEY COLLABORATE
They know that great ideas can come from diverse perspectives.
13. THEY CHALLENGE ASSUMPTIONS
They don’t take things at face value—they question the status quo.
14. THEY EMBRACE AMBIGUITY
They are comfortable with uncertainty and unresolved ideas.
15. THEY SCHEDULE THINKING TIME
They set aside time specifically to think, brainstorm, or meditate on ideas.
16. THEY LIMIT DISTRACTIONS
They focus deeply, often turning off devices or isolating themselves when creating.
17. THEY FOLLOW THEIR PASSIONS
They pursue what excites them, which fuels their creative energy.
18. THEY READ WIDELY AND OFTEN
Exposure to different subjects, genres, and styles feeds their imagination.
19. THEY LISTEN ACTIVELY
They pay attention and learn from the thoughts and experiences of others.
20. THEY KEEP AN OPEN MIND
They consider unusual ideas and approaches without immediate judgment.
21. THEY TAKE RISKS
They aren’t afraid to take creative leaps or face rejection.
22. THEY CULTIVATE PATIENCE
They know that great ideas often take time to develop.
23. THEY TRUST THEIR INSTINCTS
They rely on intuition to guide creative decisions.
24. THEY PRACTICE MINDFULNESS
They stay present and aware, which heightens sensitivity to inspiration.
25. THEY STAY CURIOUS
Their constant desire to explore keeps their creativity alive.
26. THEY LIMIT PERFECTIONISM
They allow room for imperfection and focus on progress rather than flawlessness.
27. THEY MEDITATE OR PRAY
Some use spiritual or calming practices to center themselves and boost insight.
28. THEY SEEK OUT NEW EXPERIENCES
Travel, hobbies, and unfamiliar settings help them think in new ways.
29. THEY THINK VISUALLY
They sketch, map, or visualize their thoughts to process ideas differently.
30. THEY BREAK ROUTINES
They intentionally change habits to stimulate fresh thinking.
31. THEY TAKE BREAKS
Resting helps renew the mind and encourages creative incubation.
32. THEY PRACTICE THEIR CRAFT DAILY
Whether writing, drawing, or coding—they build skill and confidence through consistency.
33. THEY FIND PATTERNS IN CHAOS
They make connections where others see disorder.
34. THEY USE METAPHORS AND ANALOGIES
They explain concepts by relating them to other known ideas creatively.
35. THEY LIMIT THEIR TOOLS SOMETIMES
Constraints often spark greater creativity by forcing innovation.
36. THEY TEACH OTHERS
Explaining ideas clarifies their own thinking and stimulates new ideas.
37. THEY EMBRACE VULNERABILITY
They’re willing to share their authentic selves, which brings emotional depth to their work.
38. THEY CELEBRATE SMALL WINS
They find joy in small breakthroughs that motivate bigger achievements.
39. THEY COLLECT THINGS
Books, quotes, images, or objects—collections serve as a creative reservoir.
40. THEY EXERCISE REGULARLY
Physical movement boosts mental clarity and creativity.
41. THEY USE MUSIC STRATEGICALLY
Music inspires mood, focus, and energy depending on the creative need.
42. THEY PRACTICE GRATITUDE
Appreciating life boosts positivity and openness to ideas.
43. THEY REFLECT ON THEIR WORK
Regular reflection refines their ideas and creative direction.
44. THEY FOLLOW A MORNING ROUTINE
Structured starts help focus energy and intention for the day.
45. THEY DREAM BIG
They envision possibilities beyond current limits.
46. THEY CREATE FOR THEMSELVES FIRST
They prioritize authenticity and self-expression over popularity.
47. THEY BUILD CREATIVE RITUALS
Habits like lighting a candle or drinking tea help trigger creative flow.
48. THEY PRACTICE DISCIPLINE
Creativity requires consistent effort, not just bursts of inspiration.
49. THEY HAVE A GROWTH MINDSET
They believe abilities can be developed through effort and learning.
50. THEY NEVER STOP LEARNING

100 METAPHORS AND ANALOGIES
METAPHOR:
Metaphor is a figure of speech in which a word or phrase is applied to an object or action to which it is not literally applicable, in order to suggest a resemblance. It compares two unlike things directly without using "like" or "as".
1. Time is a thief.
2. Her voice is music to my ears.
3. He has a heart of stone.
4. The classroom was a zoo.
5. Life is a rollercoaster.
6. She’s a shining star.
7. His mind is a steel trap.
8. The world is a stage.
9. He’s a walking encyclopedia.
10. Her eyes were sparkling diamonds.
Her eyes are bright and captivating.
11. The thunder was a lion’s roar.
The thunder is loud and powerful, like a lion's roar.
12. His words were a double-edged sword.
His words could have both positive and negative effects.
13. She has a green thumb.
She is skilled at gardening.
14. The city is a jungle.
The city is wild and chaotic.
15. He’s a night owl.
He stays up late and is active at night.
16. Her smile is sunshine.
Her smile brings warmth and happiness.
17. The stars were diamonds in the sky.
The stars are bright and sparkling, like diamonds.
18. His temper was a volcano.
His anger could erupt suddenly and violently.
19. She’s a butterfly.
She is graceful and delicate.
20. The wind was a howling wolf.
The wind made loud, eerie noises, like a wolf's howl.
21. He’s a couch potato.
He is lazy and inactive.
22. Her mind is a maze.
Her thoughts are complex and intricate.
23. The lake was a mirror.
The lake's surface was calm and reflective.
24. He’s a rock.
He is dependable and strong.
25. Her laughter is a melody.
Her laughter is pleasant and musical.
26. The snow is a white blanket.
The snow covers the ground completely, like a blanket.
27. He’s a snake.
He is deceitful and untrustworthy.
28. Her hair is a golden river.
Her hair flows smoothly and has a golden hue.
29. The moon was a ghostly galleon.
The moon is compared to a large, mysterious ship.
30. His eyes were piercing lasers.
His gaze was intense and penetrating.
31. The fog is a thick curtain.
The fog is dense and obscures vision, like a curtain.
32. She’s a diamond in the rough.
She has potential but needs refinement.
33. His voice is velvet.
His voice is smooth and soft.
34. The car was a rocket.
The car is extremely fast.
35. Her eyes were pools of sorrow.
Her eyes reflect deep sadness.
36. The clouds were cotton balls.
The clouds are fluffy and white.
37. He’s a lion in battle.
He is brave and fierce during conflicts.
38. Her skin is porcelain.
Her skin is smooth and pale.
39. The night is a black veil.
The night covers everything in darkness.
40. He’s a ticking time bomb.
He is likely to explode in anger soon.
41. Her words were daggers.
Her words were hurtful and sharp.
42. The river was a snake.
The river winds and twists like a snake.
43. He’s a shining beacon.
He provides guidance and hope.
44. Her heart is an open book.
She is transparent and honest.
45. The storm was a raging bull.
The storm was wild and uncontrollable.
46. He’s a pillar of strength.
He is a reliable source of support.
47. Her mind is a sponge.
She absorbs information quickly and easily.
48. The computer is a brain.
It processes and stores data like a human brain.
49. His life is a train wreck.
His life is chaotic and full of problems.
50. The sun was a fiery eye.
The sun is hot and watchful like a blazing eye.
ANALOGY:
An analogy is a comparison between two things, typically for the purpose of explanation or clarification. It shows how two different things are similar in a particular aspect, often using relationships or functions to explain.
51. As a sword is to a warrior, a pen is to a writer.
Just as a sword is a warrior's tool, a pen is a writer's.
52. Bird is to nest as bee is to hive.
Birds live in nests; bees live in hives.
53. Hand is to glove as foot is to sock.
A glove covers the hand; a sock covers the foot.
54. Fire is to heat as ice is to cold.
Fire produces heat; ice produces cold.
55. Fish is to water as bird is to air.
Fish live in water; birds live in the air.
56. Wheel is to car as leg is to human.
Wheels help cars move; legs help humans walk.
57. Eye is to see as ear is to hear.
Eyes are for seeing; ears are for hearing.
58. Pupil is to school as patient is to hospital.
Pupils are taught in schools; patients are treated in hospitals.
59. Battery is to flashlight as fuel is to car.
Batteries power flashlights; fuel powers cars.
60. Seed is to tree as egg is to bird.
Seeds grow into trees; eggs grow into birds.
61. Chalk is to board as pen is to paper.
Chalk writes on boards; pens write on paper.
62. Cat is to kitten as dog is to puppy.
A kitten is a baby cat; a puppy is a baby dog.
63. Night is to moon as day is to sun.
The moon appears at night; the sun appears in the day.
64. Brain is to body as CPU is to computer.
The brain controls the body; the CPU controls the computer.
65. Painter is to brush as writer is to pen.
A brush is a painter's tool; a pen is a writer's tool.
66. Leaf is to tree as petal is to flower.
Leaves are parts of trees; petals are parts of flowers.
67. Fingers are to hand as toes are to foot.
Fingers are part of the hand; toes are part of the foot.
68. Knife is to cut as shovel is to dig.
A knife cuts; a shovel digs.
69. Smile is to happiness as frown is to sadness.
A smile shows happiness; a frown shows sadness.
70. Nose is to smell as tongue is to taste.
The nose is used for smelling; the tongue for tasting.
71. Roof is to house as lid is to pot.
A roof covers a house; a lid covers a pot.
72. Scissors are to cutting as broom is to sweeping.
Scissors cut; brooms sweep.
73. Doctor is to patient as teacher is to student.
Doctors care for patients; teachers educate students.
74. Bee is to hive as ant is to colony.
Bees live in hives; ants in colonies.
75. Chef is to kitchen as pilot is to cockpit.
A chef works in the kitchen; a pilot in the cockpit.
76. River is to water as mountain is to rock.
A river is made of water; a mountain is made of rock.
77. Lock is to key as password is to computer.
A key unlocks a lock; a password unlocks a computer.
78. Compass is to direction as thermometer is to temperature.
A compass gives direction; a thermometer measures temperature.
79. Clouds are to rain as smoke is to fire.
Clouds often bring rain; smoke indicates fire.
80. Book is to knowledge as gym is to fitness.
Books build knowledge; gyms build fitness.
81. Milk is to cow as wool is to sheep.
Milk comes from cows; wool comes from sheep.
82. Shoe is to foot as glove is to hand.
Shoes protect feet; gloves protect hands.
83. Airplane is to sky as ship is to sea.
Airplanes travel in the sky; ships in the sea.
84. Hunger is to food as thirst is to water.
Hunger is satisfied by food; thirst by water.
85. Pencil is to write as brush is to paint.
A pencil writes; a brush paints.
86. Chain is to link as rope is to strand.
A chain is made of links; a rope is made of strands.
87. Sun is to solar as moon is to lunar.
Sun relates to solar; moon relates to lunar.
88. Roots are to tree as foundation is to building.
Roots support trees; foundations support buildings.
89. Author is to book as composer is to music.
An author writes books; a composer creates music.
90. Ant is to hardworking as fox is to cunning.
Ants are known for hard work; foxes for cleverness.
91. Mother is to nurture as soldier is to protect.
Mothers nurture; soldiers protect.
92. Snow is to cold as fire is to hot.
Snow is cold; fire is hot.
93. Question is to answer as problem is to solution.
Questions need answers; problems need solutions.
94. Storm is to chaos as breeze is to calm.
Storms are chaotic; breezes are calming.
95. Skeleton is to body as frame is to house.
A skeleton supports the body; a frame supports the house.
96. Flashlight is to dark as umbrella is to rain.
A flashlight helps in darkness; an umbrella in rain.
97. Seed is to harvest as effort is to success.
Seeds lead to harvest; effort leads to success.
98. Book is to reading as piano is to playing.
Books are read; pianos are played.
99. Artist is to creativity as scientist is to logic.
Artists rely on creativity; scientists on logic.
100. Fuel is to engine as food is to body.
Fuel powers an engine; food fuels the body.

SAD

VDM uncovers documents of over 1000 under aged girls that were trafficked to Ivory Coast . This is scary , some of these young girls are kidnapped and trafficked , some are lied to and they accept to go . They stay and work for their masters in Ivory Coast .

The craziest thing is their documents are being signed by Government officials. Like who does that ? You authorize a young girl traveling out without her mother or father ?

Look at how VDM is fighting to bring them back . Yesterday was his birthday but he couldn’t even celebrate cus of this .

Moral lesson : We still have people who hate VDM ?

Ful'ani Terror and the Sultan's Silence: Hausa people never expect something good from you

Yesterday, the Sultan of Sokoto called those who speak out against the unending violence of Fulani bandits “social media terrorists.” Let that sink in.

We, the Hausa people, are being slaug'htered. And instead of condemning the killers, the Sultan attacks those demanding justice. This is not new — your silence has always been loud. And your hatred for the Hausa people is not recent either. History remembers.

In 1804, Ful'ani under danfodiyo attacked and k'illed the Muslim ruler of Kano Muhammadu Alwali. In 1805, they attacked the Emir of Zaria during prayer. All the Hausa emirs then were Muslims — still, they were slain or attacked. That legacy of betrayal continues today.

You did not condemn the Ful'ani who:

Burned a bus filled with 42 Hausa travelers in Sabon Birni.

Kidnapped 279 Hausa schoolgirls in Jangebe, Zamfara (2021).

Abducted over 300 Hausa Muslim students in Kankara (Dec 2020).

Kidnapped nearly 100 schoolchildren in Kuriga, Kaduna (March 2024).

Abducted 80 girls from Yauri and sold them as slaves.

Shot at worshippers during Jumu’ah in Sabon Birni.

Opened fire on Muslims praying Taraweeh in Zamfara.

Burned a mosque and hospital in Zamfara — just this week.

Slaughtered the Emir of Gobir and left his body to rot in the wild.

You never spoke. You never condemned. Not once.

Even when the Sultan of Gobir was killed after leaving a meeting you convened, you said nothing. No condolences. No outrage. Just silence.

Now, you have the audacity to label grieving voices — our voices — as “terrorists”? The only thing you protect is your legacy of hypocrisy and your tribe’s impunity.

Wallahi kowa ya sani
No ethnic group in the world has benefited more from Hausa generosity than the Fulani.
And no ethnic group has brought more suf'fering, bloo'd, and suffering to the Hausa than the Fulani.

We, the Hausa people, will not forget.
And we will not be silenced.
This is just the beginning.
In Ka ga dama ka mutu.

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My father married a mad woman.

He was caught sleeping with her and the elders punished him.

Weeks later, the mad woman was pregnant and villagers said my father was responsible.

After much friction, my father was married to the mad woman.

After nine months, she was taken to a midwife on the outskirt of town, where I was born.

I never liked my mother.

I always distanced myself from her.

Whenever father left for market, he'll tell me to look after her. But I didn't, I'll rather sit outside and play alone.

I was often mocked and jeered at school for being the son of a mad woman. And often, she'll be seen at the market square walking and talking to herself, or beside the gutter washing her feet. Sometimes, she would be at a waste bin picking out rubbish.


I used to cry in my room and ask God why he gave me a mad woman for a mother, but others had sane and well to do mothers.

I grew to hate her more and more because she stank, always dirtied her clothes and ate food with both hands, instead of Cutleries.

When I turned nineteen, I left the village to be with my aunt in the City. Over there, my Aunt got me a job through one of her friends.

I worked as a waiter and within Months I was able to save much before December.

I wanted to live and feel big when I returned to the village, so they'll not see me as the local boy or the poor son of a trader whose mother was a mad woman.

When I finally came to the village, it was the Christmas period. I used a bushy track behind the market square.

It was evening, my heart was heating up with excitement, as I wanted to show everyone I had made it big.

I met my mother from afar sitting on a patch of grass in tattered clothes!

I didn't want to meet her, nor want her to meet me.

I didn't want to hug her damp and smelly body.

I didn't want to see her lank short and drab brown hair.

I turned, immediately and all of the sudden people brushed past me, pushing me on the floor. I was brushing off the sand and dirt where a feminine voice shouted.

" Come and catch him o, onye oshi! Onye oshi!"

Before I knew what was amiss, a firm hand grabbed my trousers by the waist. People suddenly appeared with sticks and matches, others carried whips.

I was descended upon.

Nobody wanted to hear me out. Nobody wanted to know if I was innocent.

The whip landed on my back, the cane added, the matchet slammed on my buttocks. I was screaming, crying pleading but all paid deaf ears.

" Finish him, thief, shameless theif, fine boy like you!" A woman said landing slaps on my face.

Within a blink I felt liquid spilled over my body.... It was petrol! I screamed the more.

" In your next life you'll never steal people's things... Thief!" The man that spilled me petrol said.

I suddenly felt helpless. I regretted my journey to the village. I hadn't even seen my father and now the man was calling out for match stick or lighter.

I was drenched in tears and blood from bleeding. I didn't know myself– all I knew was to beg for my life.

A boy was approaching with lighter when a coconut branch landed on him and soon on everyone.

There was a stampede.

" Mad people! Bloodthirsty demons! Leave my son o." A woman said in Igbo.

It was my mother, she ran to shield me immediately. She was crying as she saw my wounds that bled and the tears that soaked my face.

" Ndo, ndo." Was all she could say and lifted me up gently.

The villagers never knew I was the mad woman's son who travelled a long time ago. They all thought I was the thief that stole from a market woman's shop.

Where it not for my mother, I'd be dead. I never loved her but she saved my life. A mother's love never dies

100 VIEWS AND EPISODE 2 DROP TOMORROW

I will never forgive 2go, why should I? How? Not after what 2go did to me.

I was 19 years old then, using 2go like others. I had connected with one Presh452. Peeping through my Nokia 2626, I could see a beautiful DP. Yes, I like fine fine ihe rị mma. Who no like better thing? Ị na-alụ nwaanyị jọrọ njọ a ga-ebere gị ya ego?

The connection began from chatting to exchange of phone number. Then, night calls. Then, midnight by 12:00 AM to 5:00AM you'd call and speak with anyone free of charge. When that country was still called Nigeria before it turned to Bongo.

Awwww. Midnight, innocent calls — innocent conversation — innocent "I love you...I love you too" raining like a heavy downpour in Mbanefo Hostel. Boys were calling their sweethearts, feeling loved and to be loved. Then I would be in the reading room, Presh452 would call. She's no longer Presh452 but Precious.

When the call enters, I'd leave my books to speak with Pre Pre. Awww. Love Nwantịntị. Precious is a beautiful girl. Queen of Persia. Bianca is learning beauty from her. Precious is as beautiful as the Arab Queens. In fact, through 2go, she sent me beautiful pictures.

"This is you?"

She'd say yes.

Awwww. Her beauty has turned into a butterfly, flying inside my stomach, getting out through my oesophagus, connecting to my alimentary canal. Oh, canal man cannot understand the things of the spirit.

"I can't wait to see you in Aba," my sweet Precious would say.

"I can't wait to see you too," a lost Ọnụkwube would reply.

Midnight calls back to back. Precious had told me number of children she wanted. She was going for 6, I needed just 2. In fact, if possible, 1. But 2 is okay. She didn't want 2 children, after all her father was so rich and had properties in Aba with a fleet of car. In fact, her elder brother was in Europe where he was a billionaire in Euros. So, money no be problem. "Let's have 6 children, my family are rich."

Everything was on her head. I wasn't thinking of any children. She was already planning 6 kids. With who? But you know, when the butterfy flaps its wings in your stomach, you seem to forget some yarning of dust, and dwell on the flow. The flow was flowing.

However, I had gone to the University of Port Harcourt to meet with Professor Nọlue Emenanjọ. Even though I was quite young, I had started meeting professors earlier — traveling to different universities just to meet those men I had read from books. I connected with them on personal level.

The idea was, after going to Uniport, I would branch in Aba to meet my first lady. The most beautiful woman on earth, 2go gave me. We had planned going to cinema together, eat at expensive restaurant, discuss about the future and our love life. So sweet!

She would send me more pictures.

"Are these your pictures?"

"Yes."

Chai. The girl had a pot of beauty broken on her head, and beauty drenched her body, wet it like a fowl beaten by rain. Why can't Precious compete as Miss Universe?

I had left Port Harcourt on Thursday morning. I first left Chọba for Rumuola by Aba Road. Then, Obigbo was still manageable. I plied the road by jumping on ndị Aka n'elu motor. Through Port Harcourt Road, we got to Aba.

She asked me to wait for her at Tonimas. Even though I had to meet her, I was a confirm guy man to stay at the opposite direction and observe my environment unto security-wise.

I stayed behind a parked bus to place a call, someone picked, and was approaching me.

"I am here."

"No. You are not here. I am not seeing you."

"Look at me, I am here."

Mbanụnụ.

Something was standing before me quite alright, but the thing was not a human being. Not my Precious whom I had spent my sleepless nights calling on nightcall. It cannot be my princess, my asampetecious asampete whose beauty was mesmerizing Ọbama then.

I don't want to abuse what God has created. But it seems that after God was done creating some people, they recreated themselves against God's image. Because, how can someone's eyes be bigger than ikwiikwii? Her eyes socketed inside like that of a mọnkey. Imi pịahụ ya ka imi enwe. The sponge okpu n'isi was like that of a mad woman in Eke Imeọha. Her teeth stood erect like amụ ịnyịnya.

Ọnụkwube ntọọọ. Ị chụgburu onwe gị na nwaanyị. Why do bad things keep happening to good people? My mates were using 2go and connecting with ụmụnwa, why did my own 2go connect with kpalakwukwu? Other people's snares hunted living things, mine caught non-living things.

I took a deep breath. Then asked like a conquered wrestler, "are you Precious?"

She said yes, without remorse. She wasn't even remorseful that she sold me adaka in place of enwe. I was praying, kabbashing so that people who knew me wouldn't see me with this kind of usungu. The kind akpoola she wore was sounding on the ground "ma i kelere m, ma i keleghị m, I don't care."

I had made a promise, I must fullfil it. I had promised we would go on date at Crunches located then at Ikot Ekpene Road. But, how would I be looking at this person's face? Impossible. I am not hungry. Even if I am, I'll not eat. You cannot ponzi me and expect me to be happy. Elu na ala ekwela ngwere gbaa ajị.

As we were walking, she was doing the talking, and replying herself. Me Wey be vibe turned deaf. Ogbi. She was ranting how rich her father was. How rich her brother was. Shouting as if I was Buubu who had ear problems and Ee Pee See spend billions to treat it.

Keke was coming with speed, this girl was walking like her father owned the road. The Keke almost hit her, I quickly held her backward before ikuku kẹkẹ eburu ya. I practically saved her from being crushed by the Keke.

Guess what she did?

She went to fight the Keke man. Hitting her open palm on her mouth. "Wuuuuuuuuuuu. If you try me, you will sleep in cell. I.d.i.ot, do you know who my father is?"

I was a gentleman to the core. I was pleading with the Keke man to forgive. I saw what happened. She was at fault. Everyone in the Keke was telling her she was at fault. Aunty was busy insulting them.

The Keke man wasn't responding to her but just looking at me with a pity.

"Fine boy like you, kee ihe i ji udele a eme? See the kind thing you dey Waka for road with."

Na wetin man do man.

You cannot win Aba men with bad mouth. The man was pitying me. I was trying to manage the fact that I was lied to, the same person was embarrassing herself. What was remaining was to remove her clothes and fight. So, na onye ara I came to Aba to see? 2go— tọnda faya you!

No problem. What I would do was on my mind. We got to the restaurant. I asked her to order. She placed her order. I refused to order anything. I lost appetite. What if I eat anything, someone who knows me walks in. My mama fit disown me. I cannot.

Eventually, we stepped out of the restaurant. She was telling me how her father locked her teacher for one week because the teacher punished her in school.

She was saying those things..

Guess what I did?

I took her by surprise and ran to the other side of the road, with the back of my legs touching back of my ears. Then, I jumped into Keke like a thief a na-achụ ọsọ.

"Peace Park, Peace Park!"

"Ọga na #100," the Keke man said, delaying me.

"Go! Go! I will give you 200 naira. Just go."

The Keke guy moved, the girl crossed the road, pursuing me and Keke. She had long leg oo. Chasing us oo! Thank God there was no traffic.

I got to Peace Mark, paid the Keke guy 200 naira. Big money those days. I bought my ticket and bought a newspaper I used to cover the other side — reading newspaper I didn't budget for — in case my Aba Precious abata.

The vehicle quickly filled up, we drove to Nsụka.

When I got to Nsụka, she texted me:

"Because I am not beautiful, that's why you treated me like that..."

I replied: "since you are not proud of yourself— then you were sending me other people's pictures as yours — why should I be proud of you?"

She paused, I paused, 2go paused; all of us paused!

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐛𝐮 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝟏𝟏𝟖.𝟖𝟓𝐤𝐦 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐫-𝐄𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐢-𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐞-𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐚-𝐀𝐛𝐮𝐣𝐚 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐰𝐚𝐲

President Bola Ahmed Tinubu has officially flagged off the construction of the 118.85km Calabar–Ebonyi–Benue–Nasarawa–Abuja Super Highway, marking a transformative step toward national integration and infrastructure expansion.

Flagged off in Afikpo North, Ebonyi State, the project aims to connect the South-East, South-South, and North-Central regions, improving accessibility and ending years of infrastructural neglect. It extends from Ndibe Beach in Afikpo, through Benue and Nasarawa, and into the FCT, Abuja, with additional access to Calabar via Cross River State.

President Tinubu, represented by Governor Francis Nwifuru, described the superhighway as a symbol of the Renewed Hope Agenda—a shift from marginalization to inclusion, connectivity, and nationwide development.

Minister of Works, Senator David Umahi Minister Of Works⁩, emphasized the highway’s strategic importance in stimulating trade, connectivity, and economic growth, calling it a key milestone of the administration’s infrastructural revolution.

This superhighway will significantly boost interstate commerce, reduce travel time, and enhance security and logistics across multiple regions. It is also expected to unlock agricultural and industrial potential, foster unity, and drive sustainable development across Nigeria’s heartland.

— Kamorudeen Yusuf, Personal Assistant on Special Duties to President Bola Ahmed Tinubu

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞

Police Declare ABC Transport Founder’s Daughter Wanted for Cybercrime Offenses

The Nigeria Police Force National Cybercrime Centre (NPF-NCCC) has declared Ihuoma Julia Nneji, daughter of ABC Transport founder Frank Nneji, wanted for alleged offences including criminal defamation, injurious falsehood, and cyberstalking.

In a bulletin issued by the Office of the Inspector-General of Police, Nneji is accused of involvement in cybercrime-related activities. Authorities directed her immediate arrest and urged anyone with information on her whereabouts to contact the nearest police station or the NPF-NCCC headquarters in Abuja. According to police, her last known address was in Victoria Garden City, Lagos.

This development comes just months after Nneji initiated a defamation lawsuit at the Federal High Court in Abuja against prominent social media activist Martins Vincent Otse, popularly known as VeryDarkMan, influencer Kemi Olunloyo, and lawyer Henry Ikenna Uzochukwu.

VeryDarkMan had previously accused Nneji of making inappropriate allegations against her ex-husband, misrepresenting herself as an American travel nurse, and undergoing multiple cosmetic procedures, including a Brazilian Butt Lift.

The controversy, initially an online exchange, has now intensified into a serious criminal investigation by Nigerian authorities.

The police appeal to members of the public to assist by providing useful information leading to Nneji’s arrest.

HERE ARE 10 MONEY HABITS YOU NEED TO LEARN BEFORE 30!

It might not be easy as a Nigerian but you have to tryyyyyyy.

1. Live Below Your Means
Just because your salary got a glow-up doesn’t mean your lifestyle needs to. Chill. Upgrade slowly.

2. Budget Like a Baddie
Know where your money goes o, rent, food, vibes, savings… It’s giving organized and rich auntie energy.

3. Build That Emergency Fund
Life is wild. Have 3-6 months of expenses saved so you don’t have to call your ex or your parents when stuff hits the fan.

4. Start Investing Early
Even if it’s small, your future self will be sending you thank-you notes (with dividends).

5. Ditch Bad Debt
High-interest loans and credit card debt? Nah. That’s a trap. Only take debt that makes you money.

6. Pay Yourself First
Before you buy that cute shoe or order shawarma, stash something for Future You.

7. Learn the Money Basics
Compound interest, inflation, taxes—don’t let these things catch you off guard. Google is your friend.

8. Know Your Net Worth
Assets minus liabilities = net worth. Keep tabs on it like you do your followers count.

9. Set Financial Goals
Want to buy a car? Start a biz? Travel? Write it down and plan it out. Money moves need direction.

10. Get More Than One Bag
One income stream? In this economy?? Nah. Start that side hustle. Monetize your skills.

SAD

VDM uncovers documents of over 1000 under aged girls that were trafficked to Ivory Coast . This is scary , some of these young girls are kidnapped and trafficked , some are lied to and they accept to go . They stay and go work for their masters in Ivory Coast .

The craziest thing is their documents are being signed by Government officials. Like who does that ? You authorize a young girl traveling out without her mother or father ?

Look at how VDM is fighting to bring them back . Yesterday was his birthday but he couldn’t even celebrate cus of this .

Moral lesson : We still have people who hate VDM ?

The Bird In The Cage..2

The bird in the cage is not singing
What you hear are its laments
Where is the pleasure that you find
In the affliction of your fellow travelers

The bird in the cage is not singing
It bemoans the perversion you wrought
When you took its wings from it
Condemning it to burnish your ego

DF.

Breaking news

The Nigerian government through NBC has banned Eedris Abdulkareem's new song, Seyi Tell Your Papa.

The National Broadcasting Commission, NBC, has banned media houses from playing Eedris Abdulkareem's latest song.

The song, titled Tell Your Papa, is a criticism of this current administration. In it, Eedris directed Seyi Tinubu, son of President Bola Tinubu, to speak to his father about the worsening state of the country.

In Tell Your Papa, Abdulkareem sings, "Seyi, tell your papa country hard. Tell your papa people dey die. Tell your papa this one don pass jagajaga."

"Seyi, how far? I swear your papa no try. Too much empty promises. On behalf of Nigerians, take our message to him; kidnappers dey kill Nigerians.

"Seyi, try travel by road without your security make you feel the pains of fellow Nigerians. You dey fly private jets, insecurity no be your problem," he continues singing.

The National Broadcasting Commission has now released a circular to media houses preventing them from playing the song.

But my Naija people what are your thoughts?