Chidimma Adetshina has shared her reason for maintaining a low profile online after participating in the Miss Universe pageant.

The young beauty queen raised the concerns of fans after she opened up about her emotions in a viral video.

Someone reacted: “This girl is going through a lot. but still smiling.”

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in heart

Nigeria: Fundamental rights violation by Police I.G?

Nigerian Police security forces in Abuja have arrested over two hundred (200) Muslims, followers of Sheikh Ibraheem Zakzaky today, Monday 23rd December, most of whom are women and children, including these babies and more others who their numbers reached closed fifty.

Their only fault is they conducted a program, celebrating the birthday of the holy Prophet's daughter, Sayyidah Zahara (SA). They were arrested while dispersing from the premises the program was conducted to their various destinations.

The most painful part of this unprovoked aggression is the arrest of the young babies and multiples of breastfeeding mothers.

It is indeed baffling on why the #NigerianPolice by the order of the Police I.G decided to commit this inhuman act, which gross violation of their fundamental human rights as Muslims who have the right to practice their faith they way they understand and in a way that is not against the rule of law.

- Abdullahi Isah Wasagu

Yaumuz Zahra Abuja 2024
1446AH

Barbara Oneill Natural medical recipes
Healthy Buko Juice: A Refreshing Hydration Boost
Ingredients:

2 cups fresh coconut water (from a young coconut)
1/2 cup coconut meat (scooped and chopped)
1 tablespoon honey or natural sweetener (optional)
1/2 teaspoon chia seeds (optional, for added nutrients)
1/2 teaspoon fresh calamansi or lime juice (optional)
Ice cubes
Instructions:

Prepare Fresh Ingredients: Scoop out the soft coconut meat and extract the fresh coconut water from a young coconut.
Blend: Combine the coconut water, coconut meat, and honey (if using) in a blender. Blend until smooth.
Enhance (Optional): Add calamansi or lime juice for a zesty twist and stir in chia seeds for added texture and nutrition.
Serve: Pour into a tall glass over ice cubes. Stir well and enjoy chilled!
Why It’s Healthy:

Coconut Water is rich in electrolytes, making it a natural hydration booster.
Coconut Meat provides healthy fats and fiber for energy and satiety.
Chia Seeds add omega-3 fatty acids, fiber, and protein.
Honey offers a natural sweetness while keeping it free from refined sugars.
Nutritional Information:

Calories: Approx. 120 per serving
Hydration Boost: Packed with potassium and electrolytes to keep you refreshed.
Time:

Prep Time: 5 minutes
Why You’ll Love It:
This Healthy Buko Juice is the ultimate refreshing drink for hot days, post-workout recovery, or a quick hydration boost. It's natural, nutrient-rich, and absolutely delicious!

The Lost Wallet:

I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. Wanting to find the owner, I opened it, but it only contained 3 dollars and an old crumpled envelope. I opened the letter and saw a return address and dateline...1924. It had been written 60 years ago. It was signed Hannah.

I called information, maybe there was a phone listing for the address. The operator hesitantly told me there was a number, but the best she could do was call it and see if they wanted to be connected. I learned that Hannah was now living in a Nursing Home. And was given the number.

It seemed silly, wanting to contact someone over a letter written 60 years ago, but I felt impelled. I was told that Hannah was there and though it was fairly late I followed my instinct and went to see her.

She was a sweet silver-haired lady with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye. 1 told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter.

She took a deep breath and said, "Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Michael."

She said softly "I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. "If you should find him, tell him I still love him."

With tears in her eyes she told me she had never married because no one had matched up to him in her heart.

I thanked her and left. As I was waiting by the elevator the nurse there asked, "Was Hannah able to help you?"

I'd taken out the wallet as she was speaking and she said "Hey, wait a minute that's Michael Goldstein's wallet. I'd recognize it anywhere, he's always losing it."

My hands began to shake. "Who's Michael Goldstein?" I asked.

"One of the residents on the 8th floor. That's his wallet for sure."

I dashed up to the 8th floor and the nurse on duty told me he was still in the day room.

We went into the day room and as soon as Michael saw the wallet a smile of relief crossed his face. I confessed I'd read the letter in an attempt to find the owner of the wallet. The smile on his face disappeared.

"But I think you'll be happy I did," I said. I think I know where Hannah is.

He grew pale. "Where is she? How is she? Please tell me he begged. "She's fine I said quietly." "I was so in love with that girl and when that letter came, my life came to a halt. I never married. I guess I've always loved her."

I asked him to come with me and took him down to the 3rd floor where Hannah was sitting alone, watching television. The floor nurse pointed to Michael. "Do you know this man Hannah?" She adjusted her glasses but didn't speak. Michael whispered, "Hannah it's me, Michael. Do you remember me?"

She gasped. "Michael. Michael, I don't believe it. It's you! My Michael."

They walked towards one another and embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.

About three weeks later I got a call from the nursing home. "Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Michael and Hannah are going to tie the knot!"

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home joining in the celebration. I was the best man!

The hospital gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years.

**The Whisper of the Willow Tree**

In a village where the sun always seemed to set in golden hues, there was a small cottage at the edge of a quiet meadow. In that cottage lived a young woman named Lily, known for her kind heart and the soft, melodic voice that everyone in the village adored. She spent her days tending to the flowers in her garden, weaving baskets by the river, and singing songs that carried through the breeze.

One late summer afternoon, a traveler arrived in the village. His name was Noah, a young man with dark eyes and a kind smile. He had been journeying through the countryside, seeking peace and quiet after years of wandering. When he first saw Lily, she was sitting beneath a large willow tree by the river, humming a gentle tune as the sunlight filtered through the leaves.

Intrigued by her peaceful presence, Noah decided to sit nearby and listen. For days, he returned to the willow tree, always finding Lily there, her songs a soothing balm to his restless heart. They never spoke at first, but their quiet moments shared under the branches felt like a secret understanding.

One evening, as the stars began to twinkle in the sky, Noah finally gathered the courage to approach her. "Your voice," he said softly, "it feels like the wind itself, carrying peace to anyone who hears it."

Lily smiled, her cheeks flushed from the warmth of his words. "The wind carries stories, you know. I like to think that the trees and flowers listen to them and share them with us."

Noah sat down beside her, and for a moment, they both gazed up at the night sky. It felt as if time had slowed, and the world had become a still canvas of stars.

As the days passed, Noah and Lily spent more time together. They walked through the village, picking wildflowers and talking about their dreams. Lily would show him the garden where she grew the sweetest roses, and Noah would teach her how to carve delicate patterns in wood. With every shared smile, every quiet conversation, the bond between them grew deeper.

One crisp autumn morning, as the first golden leaves began to fall from the trees, Noah gave Lily a small wooden carving he had made—a heart, intricately etched with vines. "For you," he said, his voice steady but full of emotion. "So that you’ll always remember the peace you gave me, even when I have to leave."

Lily’s heart fluttered, and she placed the carving gently in her hands. "I’ll never forget you," she whispered, her voice soft with love. "And I’ll always remember the way you made my world feel a little brighter."

Noah smiled, and for a moment, they simply stood there, watching the leaves dance in the wind. Then, as if the world itself had conspired to bring them closer, Noah took her hand.

"I don’t want to leave," he said. "This village, these moments with you—they feel like home."

Lily squeezed his hand, her heart full. "Then stay. I think, if we let it, this village can be the home we build together."

And so, Noah decided to stay. As the seasons changed, so did their love—growing stronger with every passing day. Under the shade of the willow tree, they shared laughter, stories, and dreams, knowing that together they had found a love as timeless as the breeze that whispered through the leaves.

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I hope this story brings warmth and sweetness to your bedtime! Let me know if you'd like any changes or additions.

The young lions do lack and suffer hunger, but those that seek the Lord shall not lack any good thing. (Psalms 34:10)

Of course! Here's another tale for you:

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**The Garden of Whispers**

Once, in a distant kingdom, there was a garden unlike any other. Hidden deep within the forest, this garden was said to be enchanted, where flowers didn't just bloom, but whispered secrets to those who listened closely. It was called the Garden of Whispers.

Many had tried to find it, but few succeeded. Those who ventured into the woods and returned would speak of strange occurrences: the wind carrying voices, the trees that seemed to shift when not being watched, and the flowers that seemed to know their names.

One day, a young woman named Elara, a humble herbalist, heard of the garden from an old storyteller. Intrigued, she decided to seek it out. Unlike the others, Elara had a deep connection to the land. She spent years studying plants, understanding the language of nature, and felt certain the garden could teach her even more.

Armed with nothing but her knowledge and a sturdy satchel, she entered the forest. For days, she walked deeper into the woods, the path narrowing and the trees growing thicker. But Elara was undeterred. She could almost feel the presence of the garden, like a distant song calling to her.

On the fourth day, as the sun began to dip below the horizon, Elara found a small clearing. In its center was a patch of flowers, glowing softly in the twilight. They were like nothing she had ever seen before—delicate petals, shimmering in hues of silver and violet, with an ethereal glow.

The moment she stepped closer, she felt a warmth spread through her chest, and then the whispers began. They weren't words, but sensations—memories, emotions, and fragments of ancient knowledge. Elara closed her eyes and listened carefully. She understood them.

The flowers whispered of the forgotten past, of lost civilizations, and of a world where the plants could speak, and humans understood. The garden held memories of those who had come before her, each whisper a piece of the puzzle of the world.

But the most important whisper came last. It was soft, almost like a breath against her ear: *"The garden will choose you. You must decide: keep its secret or share its wisdom with the world."*

Elara stood still, the weight of the choice pressing down on her. She could feel the garden’s ancient magic flowing through her, and for the first time, she understood its power. If she kept its secret, she could preserve its peace. If she shared it, the world could be transformed, but at what cost?

After a long pause, Elara made her decision. She chose to keep the garden’s secret, knowing that some treasures were meant to remain hidden, protected from the world’s greed.

Elara left the garden that evening, the flowers silent once more. She returned to her village and continued her work, using the knowledge she had gained in the garden to heal the sick and help those in need. But she never spoke of the Garden of Whispers, and no one ever found it again.

And so, the garden remained, waiting for the next soul worthy of its wisdom, hidden in the depths of the forest, where its whispers could only be heard by those who truly understood the language of the earth.

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I hope you enjoyed this one! Let me know if you want another tale.

In a small village nestled at the foot of a mountain, there lived a young girl named Lina. Every evening, as the sun dipped behind the peaks, she would climb the hill near her home to watch the sky turn shades of purple and gold. One evening, as she sat on the stone wall overlooking the valley, a soft glow appeared in the distance. Curious, she followed the light and soon found a tiny lantern hanging from a tree.

Beneath it, a small bird with shimmering feathers sat on a branch. It chirped, then fluttered down to Lina's feet, its wings sparkling like stars. The bird looked up at her with knowing eyes and, without a sound, flew into the sky, leaving behind a trail of glowing dust.

Lina smiled, understanding the message: the world was full of magic, waiting to be discovered by those who were brave enough to seek it. From that day on, she never stopped looking for the hidden wonders of her world.

Dear young innovators,

This is your time - the age of AI, quantum computing, and space exploration. You're growing up in a world where coding is like a superpower, where a single app can change millions of lives, and where your wildest sci-fi dreams are becoming reality.

But here's the real secret: all these amazing technologies started with people just like you - curious minds who weren't afraid to experiment, fail, and try again. You don't need to be a genius. You just need to be brave enough to start, persistent enough to continue, and smart enough to learn from every mistake.

Whether you're tinkering with your first Arduino board, writing your first lines of code, or dreaming up the next breakthrough in sustainable energy - remember that every expert was once a beginner. Every revolutionary company started as a simple idea. Every innovation began with someone asking "What if?"