Tuesday, November 26, 2019

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You met and dated a girl when you were in the university, she was a virgin when you met her, and you both agreed not to have sex until your wedding night.
The both of you graduated but were jobless for four years. However, after many years of suffering, she later secured a job for you in one big company where you were paid close to £900,000 per month.
Things were going well with the relationship and you finally proposed marriage to her, she accepted but after few seconds, tears start rolling down her cheeks.
You asked her what the problem was; she said '' Am sorry love, i am no longer a virgin i gave my virginity to your boss before he accepted to employ you in his company.
That wasthe only condition he gave me before you were employed or you remained jobless. Assuming you are this guy, what will be your reaction? And for the ladies, can you do this for love? Pls send this to many, and see what they reply you. Its a topic for discussion.

TOO LATE TO APOLOGISE


"Where are you coming from by this time of the night?"
He thundered.
"Honey you won't believe what happened today. Oh God I'm so tired right now."
She replied as she yawned.
"I asked where you are coming from and you are vomiting rubbish. Does that answer my question? Are you trying to pretend you don't know there's no food in this house?"
He said fuming.
"Honey I'm sorry but you should hear me out first. I...."
Before she could complete that sentence, a thunderous slap kissed her left cheek and she passed out on the sofa.
"Get my dinner ready, after that you will tell me why you switched off your phone."
He said as he walked towards the bedroom.
When he noticed there was no response from his wife, he was infuriated.
He rushed towards her to unleash the rest of the demon in him but on getting close to her, he discovered she has passed out.
He was shocked.
Cold sweat appeared on his forehead and raced down his temple.
Fear gripped him.
He began to panic.
He dashed into the bedroom, picked his car key and darted out of the house to open his car.
He rushed back into the house almost immediately, lifted his wife and headed to his car.
As he made to start the ignition, the car key fell off his hand.
He was visibly shaking.
Picking up the car key proved to be a difficult task to him as he couldn't get hold of it.
He succeeded but had to use both hands to start the car ignition. His shaky hands turned against him.
His heart was racing.
He couldn't hold the steering firmly but he managed to drive his way to the hospital.
Getting to the hospital, he alerted the nurses. His wife was rushed into the emergency ward.
He became restless.
After about five minutes, his doctor appeared to him.
"Good evening Mr Collins."
"Good evening doctor, how's my wife?"
He said with great panic.
"Your wife was here few hours ago. She brought your mum to the hospital before going home and if she had been ten minutes late, your mum would have died.
She wanted to alert you but her phone battery went flat. I would have called you but she said she will notify you when she get home. What really happened?"
The doctor asked.
"Doctor, is my wife okay?"
He asked with teary eyes.
"Your mum is in the other ward Mr Collins."
The doctor replied.
He couldn't hide his impatience as he gripped the doctor's shirt.
"What about my wife doctor? Is she okay?"
The doctor managed to pull his hands off his shirt before letting the cat out of the bag.
"I'm sorry Mr Collins, your wife couldn't make it. She's dead.
He was shocked.
Cold shivers ran down his spine.
He began to shake.
Hot tears welled up his eyes and as he made an attempt to speak, they raced down his cheeks.
Liquid fluids leaked out of his nostrils and wetted his lips. His shirt became drenched with sweat.
He wanted to man up but he couldn't.
He groaned in pain and let out a mad shout.
"Noooooo!!!"
But then, it was too late to correct his mistake.
He should have heard her first as requested by her.
He should have controlled his anger.
He shouldn't have laid his hand on her.
He should have been patient with her.
He shouldn't have....
He should have....
But he didn't.
It was too late to apologize.
Don't make such a mistake.
SAY NO TO DOMESTIC VIOLENCE!!!

Trust is one of the keys to happy home

A wife suspected her husband of having sex with their house maid, then she set a trap for the husband by sending the house maid to the village for weekend without telling the husband.

At night, the husband told his usual story "Darling i want to go and watch wrestling in the sitting room" and he left.

The wife silently went to the house maid's room lying down on the bed naked without any light, and the door was open and someone join her on the bed without wasting time and without a word, he had sex with her.

After the fifth round she said, it's enough, i have caught u, so this is how you use to have sex with her, and you will do two round with me and tell me you are tired; fifth round now you are still demanding for more habi?

The gate man shouted and replied "AM SORRY MADAM I DON'T KNOW YOU ARE THE ONE!

Madam shouted "OH MY GOD!", then the husband rushed in and caught them.

Moral Lesson:

Trust is one of the keys to happy home. Suspicion could bring disaster in marriage in every ramifications.
Forget all my plenty friends and give me d benefit of doubt, lets do it baby girl...đŸĨ°

WE GAT TO TAKE NOTE!!!!!



🤗🤗 Men attend 2 Women for two reasons, SEX, and LOVE, but in most cases, men do not Marry for Sex or for Love, they marry for STABILITY.
 A man can Love you and not Marry you.
 A man can have sex with you for years without marrying you.
 But immediately he finds someone who brings stability in his life, he marries her.

 Men are visionaries when they think about marriage, they do not think about wedding dresses, bridesmaids, anything the woman thinks is fanciful.
 They think that this woman can build me a home.

 Women are tender, they have the capacity to receive and reproduce.
 You give her groceries, she prepares a meal, you give her money, she gives you peace, you give her sperm and she gives you children.

 You give it discomfort, it becomes your worst nightmare and most men know it.  This is why a man can stay with a woman for years and meet another in a month, then get married.
 It's the stability they want.
 Sex is a pleasure, love is an affection, RESPECT is Stability.
   Take Note.

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WHO IS A BIG GIRL?



The fact that different guys pick you up every Wednesday & friday night does not make you a big girl. The fact that you wear all the latest clothes in the market, does not make you a big girl. And of the fact that you uses the latest phone and different guys pay money into your account does not make you a big girl... It does not even make you smart! You are only eating up your FUTURE!

THEN WHO IS A BIG GIRL?!.
 A big girl is a girl with enough brain in her, not the one with more money. She is not the one who flirts with all the men around her. She is the girl who respects her relationship and marriage. She is never heard but seen. You know her by what she does, her behaviour speaks a lot about her. She is every man's queen, decently dressed... A big girl respects the value of womanhood... She carries herself with more dignity... Stop boasting about the number of men you've slept with my dear..Remember, cheap articles have more buyers.. Build yourself into the woman people will always respect and admire. Never follow men who will make a mess of your life. Be bold but humble, be Godly.. Be hardworking, respect your relationship or marriage, Be ambitious but contempted..Don't make men a priority in life.. Real men will seek after you! Build yourself into the woman men will always want to take home to their mamas.. Not the one they only want to take to hotels and clubs. TRUST ME, if you just trap a man with your body, he'll go one day. A lady without morals and dignity is like a phone without a sim card...

IT IS A WAKE UP CALL LADIES.

#GoodmorningFriends😘❤

KILLERS OF MARRIAGE



·         Laziness kills marriage 

·         Suspicion kills marriage 

·         Lack of trust kills marriage 

·         Lack of mutual respect kills marriage 

·         Unforgiveness kills marriage (Forgiveness is not optional but mandatory)

·         Arguments kills marriage 

·         Keeping secrets from your spouse kills marriage 

·         Every form of infidelity kills marriage (financial, emotional, psychological, material, etc)

·         Poor communication kills marriage 

. Lies easily kills marriage, be sincere to your spouse in every aspect.

·         Relating more with your parents than your spouse kills marriage 

·         Lack of, inadequate or unenjoyable sex kills marriage. 

·         Nagging kills marriage 

·         Too much talk and careless talk kills marriage 

·         Spending less or little time with your spouse kills marriage 

·         Being too independent minded kills marriage

·         Love for party, money and spending/partying kills marriage 

·         Exposing the inadequacies of your spouse to your parents or siblings kills marriage

·         Not being steadfast/fervent in the spirit kills not only marriage but your life

·         Spurning correction and reprimand kills marriage. 

·         Always wearing a sad face and being moody kills marriage.  

·         FEMINISM ADVOCACY kills marriage. 

·         Uncontrolled or hot temperament kills marriage. 

·         Not understanding your role and position in marriage as instituted by God kills marriage. 

·         Not being sensitive to the spiritual, emotional and physical needs of your spouse kills marriage

·         When anything threatens the position/security of a wife, her reaction(s) will be detrimental to her marriage.

·         Lack of the knowledge of the word of God kills marriage.

.Please, save a marriage today by sharing this.

May God  bring healing to every troubled home and family.  Ameen.

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    āĻĒ্ā§°āĻĨāĻŽ āĻĒ্ā§°āĻĨāĻŽ āĻ•েāĻ‡āĻĻিāĻ¨āĻŽাāĻ¨ āĻ িāĻ•েāĻ‡ āĻ—'āĻ˛ āĻ†āĻŽি āĻŦাāĻšিā§°āĻ¤ āĻĢুā§°িāĻŦāĻ˛ৈ āĻ—ৈāĻ›িāĻ˛ো āĻ•িāĻ¨্āĻ¤ু āĻ¤াā§° āĻĒাāĻ›āĻ¤ āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻ…āĻ¨ুāĻ­ā§ą āĻ•ā§°িāĻ˛ো āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻāĻ‡āĻ–āĻ¨ āĻ˜ā§°ā§° āĻŦোā§ąাā§°ী āĻšā§Ÿ āĻœীā§Ÿā§°ী āĻ¨āĻšā§Ÿ।

    āĻ¯েāĻ¤িā§Ÿা āĻ†āĻŽি āĻ˜ুā§°ি āĻ†āĻšিāĻ˛ো āĻ¤েāĻ¤িā§Ÿা āĻļাāĻšুāĻŽাā§° āĻšāĻ•ুāĻ¤ āĻŽā§°āĻŽāĻ¤ো āĻĻেāĻ–িāĻ˛ো āĻ•িāĻ¨্āĻ¤ু āĻŽোā§° āĻĒ্ā§°āĻ¤ি āĻ¨āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ•েā§ąāĻ˛ āĻ¤েāĻ–েāĻ¤ā§° āĻĒুāĻ¤্ā§°ā§° āĻĒ্ā§°āĻ¤িāĻšে, āĻ­াāĻŦিāĻ˛ো āĻ¨āĻ¤ুāĻ¨ āĻ¨āĻ¤ুāĻ¨ āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ¸েāĻ‡āĻŦাāĻŦে āĻŦুāĻœাāĻŦুāĻœি āĻšāĻŦāĻ˛ৈ āĻ…āĻ˛āĻĒ āĻ¸āĻŽā§Ÿ āĻ˛াāĻ—িāĻŦ āĻ•িāĻ¨্āĻ¤ু āĻ¸āĻŽā§Ÿে āĻ¸āĻ•āĻ˛ো āĻ‰āĻ¤্āĻ¤ā§° āĻĻি āĻ—'āĻ˛।

   āĻŦুāĻœিāĻ˛ো āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻāĻ—ā§°াāĻ•ী āĻŦোā§ąাā§°ী āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ•িāĻ›ুāĻŽাāĻ¨ āĻ¨িā§ŸāĻŽ āĻ•াāĻ¨ুāĻ¨ āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻŽাāĻ¨িāĻŦ āĻ˛াāĻ—িāĻŦ āĻ¯েāĻ¨ে āĻ˛াāĻšেāĻ•ৈ āĻšঁāĻšা āĻ˛াāĻšে āĻ˛াāĻšে āĻ•āĻĨা āĻĒāĻ¤া āĻ¸āĻ•āĻ˛োā§°ে āĻ–োā§ąাā§° āĻĒাāĻ›āĻ¤ āĻ–াāĻŦāĻ˛ৈ āĻŦāĻšা āĻ•িāĻ›ুāĻĻিāĻ¨ā§° āĻĒাāĻ›āĻ¤ āĻ¯েāĻ¨ āĻāĻ‡āĻŦোā§° āĻ…āĻ­্āĻ¯াāĻ¸ āĻ†āĻĒোāĻ¨া āĻ†āĻĒোāĻ¨ি āĻ†āĻšিāĻŦāĻ˛ৈ āĻ§ā§°িāĻ˛ে āĻŽোā§° āĻŽাāĻœāĻ¤।

    āĻ¯েāĻ¤িā§Ÿা āĻŽোā§° āĻŽা āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াāĻ˛ৈ āĻŽāĻ¨āĻ¤ āĻĒā§°ি āĻ˜ā§°āĻ˛ৈ āĻ¯োā§ąাā§° āĻ•āĻĨা āĻ•āĻ˛ো āĻ¤েāĻ¤িā§Ÿা āĻ•āĻ˛ে āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻ¨āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ•িāĻ›ুāĻĻিāĻ¨ā§° āĻĒাāĻ›āĻ¤ āĻ¯াāĻŦা।

   āĻ¯িāĻœāĻ¨ āĻ¸্āĻŦাāĻŽীāĻĻেā§ąে āĻŽোā§° āĻŽা āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াāĻ• āĻ•ৈāĻ›িāĻ˛ āĻ‰āĻšā§°āĻ¤েāĻ‡ āĻ¤ো āĻĨাāĻ•িāĻŦ āĻ¯েāĻ¤িā§ŸাāĻ‡ āĻŽāĻ¨ āĻ¯াā§Ÿ āĻ¤েāĻ¤িā§ŸাāĻ‡ āĻĒāĻ াāĻ‡ āĻĻিāĻŽ āĻ†āĻĒোāĻ¨াā§° āĻ›োā§ąাāĻ˛ীāĻ• āĻ•িāĻ¨্āĻ¤ু āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻ¤েāĻ–েāĻ¤ā§°ো āĻ¸ুā§° āĻŦāĻĻāĻ˛ি āĻš'āĻ˛।

   āĻ˛াāĻšে āĻ˛াāĻšে āĻŦুāĻœিāĻ˛ো āĻŦিāĻŦাāĻš āĻ•োāĻ¨ো āĻ–েāĻ˛ āĻ¨āĻšā§Ÿ āĻŦিāĻŦাāĻšে āĻ•েā§ąāĻ˛ āĻ˜ā§°āĻ–āĻ¨েāĻ‡ āĻ¸āĻ˛āĻ¨ি āĻ¨āĻ•ā§°ে āĻŦিāĻŦাāĻšে āĻ—ুāĻŸেāĻ‡ āĻœীā§ąāĻ¨āĻ¤োā§Ÿে āĻ¸āĻ˛āĻ¨ি āĻ•ā§°ি āĻĒেāĻ˛াā§Ÿ।

     āĻ†āĻĒোāĻ¨ি āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻ†āĻĒোāĻ¨াā§° āĻ‡āĻš্āĻšা āĻ…āĻ¨ুāĻ¯াā§Ÿী āĻŽা āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াā§° āĻ‰āĻšā§°āĻ˛ৈ āĻ¯াāĻŦ āĻ¨োā§ąাā§°ে āĻ¯িāĻŽাāĻ¨ āĻŽāĻ¨āĻ¤ āĻĒā§°িāĻ˛েāĻ“ āĻŽāĻ¨ā§° āĻĻুāĻ– āĻŽāĻ¨āĻ¤ে āĻšেāĻĒি ā§°াāĻ–িāĻŦ āĻ˛াāĻ—িāĻŦ।

     āĻ˜ā§°ā§° āĻ¸েāĻ‡ āĻšিāĻžā§° āĻŦাāĻ–ā§° āĻ•ā§°ি āĻšঁāĻšা, āĻœুāĻ া āĻšাāĻ¤েā§°েāĻ‡ āĻ•িāĻŦা āĻŦāĻ¸্āĻ¤ু āĻ¤ুāĻ˛ি āĻ–োā§ąা āĻ¯েāĻ¤āĻ‡ā§ŸাāĻ‡ āĻŽāĻ¨ āĻ¤েāĻ¤িā§ŸাāĻ‡ āĻļুā§ąা āĻ¨িāĻœā§° āĻŽāĻ¤ে āĻĢুā§°াāĻšāĻ•া āĻ•ā§°া āĻ¸āĻ•āĻ˛ো āĻ¯ে āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻ¸্āĻŽৃāĻ¤ি āĻšৈ ā§°'āĻ˛।

   āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াāĻ‡ āĻ•োā§ąা āĻ¸েāĻ‡ āĻ•āĻĨাāĻŦোā§° āĻ¯ে āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াā§° āĻ˛'ā§°া āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ›োā§ąাāĻ˛ী āĻ¨āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ•িāĻ¨্āĻ¤ু āĻ†āĻœিāĻœে āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াā§° āĻ¸েāĻ‡ āĻ•āĻĨাāĻŸো āĻ†āĻ¤্āĻŽāĻŦিāĻ¸্āĻŦাāĻ¸ āĻ¸āĻ•āĻ˛ো āĻ¯েāĻ¨ āĻŽিāĻ›া āĻšৈ ā§°'āĻ˛ āĻ¸āĻ¤্āĻ¯ā§° āĻ¸āĻ¨্āĻŽুāĻ–āĻ¤, āĻŽোāĻ• āĻ•েāĻ¤āĻ‡ā§ŸাāĻ“ āĻ…āĻ¨ুāĻ­ā§ą āĻšāĻŦāĻ˛ৈ āĻĻিā§Ÿা āĻ¨াāĻ›িāĻ˛ āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻ¯ে āĻ›োā§ąাāĻ˛ী āĻšā§Ÿ āĻ•িāĻ¨্āĻ¤ু āĻ†āĻœি āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াāĻ‡ āĻŽাāĻ¨ি āĻ˛'āĻ˛ে āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻ¯ে āĻĻেāĻ‰āĻ¤াā§° āĻ˛'ā§°া āĻ¨āĻšā§Ÿ।

   āĻŽাā§° āĻšিāĻ¨্āĻ¤া āĻ†āĻ›িāĻ˛ āĻŽোā§° āĻ›োā§ąাāĻ˛ীā§Ÿে āĻ¨িāĻœেāĻ‡ āĻ•েāĻ¤িā§ŸাāĻ“ āĻāĻ•āĻ—্āĻ˛াāĻ› āĻĒাāĻ¨ী āĻ˛ৈ āĻ–াāĻ‡ āĻ¨াāĻĒাāĻ˛ে āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻ‡āĻŽাāĻ¨ āĻĻাāĻ™ā§° āĻĒā§°িā§ŸাāĻ˛ā§° āĻĻাā§ŸিāĻ¤্āĻŦ āĻ•িāĻĻā§°ে āĻĒাāĻ˛āĻ¨ āĻ•ā§°িāĻŦ?

   āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻŦুāĻœি āĻĒাāĻ‡āĻ›ো āĻ¤েāĻ“ঁāĻ˛োāĻ•ā§° āĻ•āĻ¨্āĻĻাā§° āĻ…ā§°্āĻĨ āĻ•ি āĻ†āĻ›িāĻ˛, āĻ†āĻŽাā§° āĻ¸āĻŽাāĻœā§° āĻ¨িā§ŸāĻŽেāĻ‡ āĻšā§Ÿ ā§§āĻŦাā§° āĻ¯ি āĻ›োā§ąাāĻ˛ী āĻŦিā§Ÿা āĻšৈ āĻ‰āĻ˛াāĻ‡ āĻ†āĻšে āĻ¤েāĻ“ঁ āĻ¨িāĻœā§° āĻ˜ā§°āĻ–āĻ¨āĻ¤ো āĻ•েā§ąāĻ˛ āĻ†āĻ˛āĻšী āĻšৈ āĻšে ā§°ā§Ÿ।

   āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻ†āĻšিāĻŦā§° āĻ¸āĻŽā§ŸāĻ¤ āĻ¸āĻ•āĻ˛োā§Ÿে āĻ•েā§ąāĻ˛ āĻāĻ‡āĻŸো āĻ•াā§°āĻ¨েāĻ‡ āĻ•āĻ¨্āĻĻা āĻ¨াāĻ›িāĻ˛ āĻ¯ে āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻ¤েāĻ“ঁāĻ˛োāĻ•ā§° āĻĒā§°া āĻĻূā§° āĻšৈ āĻ†āĻšিāĻ›ো āĻ¤েāĻ“ঁāĻ˛োāĻ•ে āĻœাāĻ¨িāĻ›িāĻ˛ āĻ†āĻœিā§° āĻĒā§°া āĻ¯ে āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻŦāĻ¨্āĻĻী āĻāĻŸিā§Ÿা āĻŽāĻ‡ āĻŦুāĻœিāĻŦ āĻĒাā§°িāĻ›ো।

   
āĻāĻŸ

Facebook love

You found him in facebook:
You check his Profile picture.
He is handsome.
He inboxed you.
You reply, all excited.
You'll want 2 hook up.
You set a date.
You dress up that Legging With No underwear.
Smelling good.
You put on a make up- fresh breath and new weave.
He takes you 4 lunch @Serena Hotel.
He Takes you for - Drinks At Java.
You two have a good time.
He rubs your hand,
Makes you laugh,
Gives you looks and smiles.
You stupidly fall in love.
It's like you've known him Forever.
He takes you to his apartment.
He makes you feel comfortable and lays u on his bed.
Kiss you passionately.
You love his aggression, strength, power and you give in.
It feels good.
You know it's wrong, but it feels good.
You ask for protection, he says it's too late.
You obey and don't disturb.
He says he loves you and you don't hesitate to say you love him too. He hits it nice and slow
After, he goes to the kitchen to get a glass of water.
He helps you drink it, ooohh man.
You feel special.
"He must be the one" you think to yourself:). 
You get dressed.
He takes you to the taxi park.
He kisses you on the cheeks and says
"I had a great time,"
Gives You cash. 
You smile and say.
"See you tomorrow babe."
He stays silent.
Your taxi drives away,
In the taxi u can't stop smiling.
You get home and inbox him that you got home safe.
He is online, but doesn't reply.
It's unlike him, so you inbox him again.
He doesn't respond.
Minutes later you can't find him on ur friend list.
HE BLOCKED YOU.
Days, weeks, months passes by.
You start feeling sick, weak, loose weight, act strange with sores in your mouth.
You go to the clinic.
Get tested.
Minutes later,
Nurse walks in."I'm sorry. You're HIV Positive and Pregnant!"
".HOW ?"
You don't understand.
Reality hits you.
You walk home.
Scared.
Confused.
You go to the bus stop.
You lay, hopeless, emotionless.
You see death coming nearer.
You look into the sky & mumble a prayer.
That's the end of you.
Don't be that girl!!!Live well. Stop Chasing Material Things. Stop chasing SPONSORS!!
Be A Girl You Want Your Daughter To Be!
TO ALL THE LADIES.
LIVE A LIFE
NOT A LIE.
 đŸ™‚
 #SPREAD_THE_NEWS

Tuesday, November 19, 2019

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Saturday, November 9, 2019

Shopping with Wife

Every year I face the same adversity. I don't know how to circumvent this. Today, I went for Eid shopping with my wife. The sun was scaring me, but my wife was even more scarier. So I decided to face the sun. I mustered up courage to go out. 

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Shop 1. Wife to shopkeeper :- Bhayya, show me some latest Salwar collections. 
Me :- 😊😊

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Shop 2. Wife to shopkeeper : Same design, but show me any other color, please. 
Me :- 😊🙂

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Shop 3. Wife to shopkeeper : Any designer piece in plazo?
Me :- 😑🙁

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Shop 4. Wife to shopkeeper : This suit is nice, but 'dupatta' is not matching. Show me something elegant, bhayya! 
Me :- 😑😕

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Shop 5. Wife to shopkeeper : This is very casual wear. Bhayya, show me for some party wear.
Me :- 😑😠

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Shop 6. Wife to shopkeeper : This kurti is nice, but legging's color is dull. Any other variety of 'chudidar'? 
Me :- 😠đŸ˜Ŗ

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Wife to me:- Next time, you please don't take me to all these shops. None of them has any latest collection. Let's plan for Sunday somewhere else. 
Me :- đŸ˜ĨđŸ˜ĸ

Requesting all my married friends to have 'dua' for me! 🙏