All of u gather around lets converse!!!

[Aydee Fella]

Husna gaskiya ur one lucky person. Allah ya kare na gaba.

[ummita]

kE.............I heard ur story from sum1 else.....ashe its true........May d lurd guide us against all evil doers.

[Fulanizzle]

Husna,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,u got my spine all frozen......Gurl u are the definition of LUCKY!!! Luck originatd from U!!! Luck was born the day u were born!!!!!! Lucky must be ur twin brother!!!
lalalala.....kai situation like this makes u thank GOD there is a God!!!! Makes u BELIEVE there is A God!!!

Husna, I can tell u must be a sweet gurl, God is with u....and May he alwayz be with you.
Man....thats a lesson for all these money-luverz...... thank God u aint that type, Husna.... I know lutta galz that would have fallen into this deep trap!
Allah kare

salam yall

[Rose]

Credit to you guys for having the courage
to come here and share your story with us
Barkanku da Arziki and my condolence to those who
lost their love one.

[Anonymous]

Godiya muke ICE ;) Amman ibi like say una gist us any past or present story with has become apart of yuwa living life ;D

Oya...........make una listen.........Una  no see me 4 tiri days ba........make I gist wuna of di misery wey I fall for. Una know so say if una see something wey fine for man fikin ...you would love to have it ko? Or fashion wise?

DI TITUL OF MY STORY IS NEVER AGAIN IN MY LIFE

.. Ok CONTACT LENS.....mhmmmm. As wuna know say me & my Blad Ummita na bonded we bi,..di gel get difiren category for contact lens. One day like this. mima I wan put, but as fashion concern not to correct eye sight. Naso I come carry blad own put. I go skool dey bounce dey du shakara. Naso I come de zaro idanu for di fiful wey dey for distance make them notice. On this day I get communication lecturers, & last week the teacher marked me down as per wai I no dey do eye contact and body languauge well. This week I get corect distinction for eye conctant. Di teacher justi dey yarn me....my head justi dey big...she no no say na show off wey give me credit for eye contact skills & to even put things up na borrow borrow wey carry me go put tin wey no belong to me. Na so I spend di whole day for skool dey bude my seyes like so.

I justi dey du shege... I come ring my blad  tell her say "oh gel I come yuwa house enter yuwa room carry contact put" naso she come use that her small innocent voice talk say"Blad you shoudnt have they are my prescription, besides they are not the fashionable onces" I come talk say shuruf my freind, na rowa you wan do. Naso so I come tell blad ay I dey vex..oya buy-bye.

I come dey vex say because I borrow her property she dey front. I come go optician order one fine one. I come use ma 4wks chop money pay deposit. (don bakin nacin tsiya). Well in di evuning I come go blad house talk say"I dont order ma own sef, you can eat yuwa own, blad never look me sef. she justi keep quite dey listen to music" Naso I come push blad lie down for bed. Begin to sleep.

About three ours later. (NA BATTLESHIP I BEGIN) I SAY EYE OPEN I NO GREE OPEN, EYE OPEN EYE NO GREE OPEN :o :o naso I come dey dey shoutUmmita come wo, she come run for stairs...thinking maybe I was in danger. she come hiss begin dey walk away. Naso I hear her.. she come squeek like small mouse, Hafsa wat in the name of lord did you do to your eye.

I come say oh gel wetin you see, as I no fit see for mirrow. she said yuwa eyes don swell up finish. Naso thousand thing come rush for my mind. First na who go dey lead me with stick. Who go bi my companion. I no go fit look again. I no go fit select cloth buy. I no go even fit come online. CHIAW!!! CHINEKA GOD...

Naso I come dey cry.,....mhmm tears kuma no fit commot my eye justi dey pepper me. Di good samaritan Ummita come rush inside toilet as I fit touch. naso I touch say na cotton wool she dey use clean my eye. she come use this eye disinfectant ino du. Mi kuma na cry I justi dey du..she come dial emergency. they come give us few tips naso my eye dey begin open smallu small. naso Ummita use dey curse me for Fulde language. If my mouth dey I go finish di gel. But faith nemesis don catch me finish.

Na so I suffer one good week with eye like light bulb. I come dey wear shades by force for winter. Fiful jsuti dey look me like one craze. Ummita come de ask me, gel where are you heading to. I justi tell her say I dey come,. Naso i reach opticians....I come say CAN I plz cancel the contacts I'd deposited for. I come cancel. Me and contact never again in my life. e pepper me like hell. As from that day if I see cotact for blad dressing mirrow na so i justi dey turn ma eyes jeje.

Never leva & I will never again in my life. garin neman gayu zan rasa yan idanu.. ::)

[Anonymous]

Kai wai wacece wannan yarinyar ne? Hafsa. lol, lol, lol, lol gaskiya kinbani dariya sosai sosai........ai lallai zamu dinga zuwa nan wajen. I would like to know the rest of the gang.

1/2sa indeed you are soooooooooooo funny. I feel you for that contact lens issue. ;)

[Anonymous]

DI TITUL OF MY STORY IS NEVER AGAIN IN MY LIFE

Hafsa I couldnt help but laugh at my work place. I had the attention of my collegues who also burst out with laughter. My fiancee came to my work place quite frustrated after work and all I did was to pull a seat in my office and log him on to this site to your this topic. You made his day.

I would also like to thank all those who gave me words of encouragement. I did read all. I really thank you for all your kind heart and support.

Thank to Ummita as well because you have really brought people together to share apart of their lives and all these people have really contributed and supported us all both in funny and nice ways. Keep it up

[Ummulhuda]

Hafsa you will make a great comedy writer!!!!!!!!!

[Ummulhuda]

F.D.Q. does not believe that sace sacen mutane occurs in Nigeria. Well let me tell you something that happened some years ago.
It was at the time when Nigeria was worst hit by the fuel crisis. It was so bad that Kano became emptied of cars for some days. It was a time that marked the beginning of Taxis overloading a car with passengers.
I took a taxi and went visiting. I did not find the person I was looking for so I decided to just head straight back home. In those days I was living in Gwammaja. I flagged a taxi and got inside. There was another woman at the back and a man at the front. The woman you can tell straight away had come from some village. She had a two month old daughter that she had strapped on her back. As the taxi negotiated a junction, one of the tyres went flat. The taxi driver got down and with the help of the male passenger, they began to take down the flat tyre.
Meanwhile, this woman and I came out of the car and at the instigation of the driver, we began to flag another car. Several cars stopped but when ever i mentioned Gwammaja or this woman mentioned Gyadigyadi, they'd all move on. This happened for I don't know how long. It became almost like a rythmn that I'd say ?Gwammaja and this lady would say Gyadi gyadi right after me. Then my eyes caught sight of a brand new white peugeot. I only noticed it because I'd driven in one with a friend that day, so I thought maybe it was the friend. However, as I have not been blessed with a curious nature, I did not go to see who the occupants of the car might be. They must have noticed me looking at the car because the next moment, the car's headlights flashed an invitation. Like I said I don't have a curious nature and I have never been tempted to take lifts from strangers and I have had quite a few offers in my life. So I just turned my head away, and continued hollering at taxis with this woman in tow.
So we kept on until there came a time which was only a few minutes really, when I called out "Gwammaja" ?and there was no attendant chorus of Gyadigyadi. I turned my head to see what was wrong and lo and behold there was this woman ENTERING this white peugoet! It felt like I was watching a slow motion movie! The oddest sensation that struck me was the incongruity of it all. All I could think of in the split second or so was that there was something wrong here. This woman was not a young girl otherwise I'd understand the interest of the car's occupants in her. Coupled with that, she had a baby girl and she was dressed in a most unkempt manner. ? The taxi I'd flagged down had stopped. So I said to the passengers
"Look at that woman entering a car and she doesn't know the occupants."
One of the passengers said to me ''Quick tell her to get out! Doesn't she know a na satar mutane?"
She was already seated in the back seat on the right side. One of her legs was inside and she lifted the other off the ground with her hand on the door handle ready to shut, when I swiftly went and banged at the boot of the car.
"Get out! get out!" I shouted.
Luckily she got out and stare stupidly at me. The moment she was out of the car, a hand shot out from the front ?passengers' side of the seat and slammed the door shut and ?the car sped off at an incredible speed!
See how I come dey shake for body! All I could utter was salati, meanwhile one of the taxi's passengers got out and began to curse the daylights out of the poor bemused woman. All she could do was mutter that she didn't know a na satar mutane, that she'd just arrived in Kano that day! My God how I latched on to the driver and said I'd pay him anything just take me home o jare! For me all cars became suspect from then on. ?The taxi driver was very kind and took me right to my front door (or near to it as possible) at no cost to myself.
The next day, being grounded yet again, I went and hailed a taxi. The most incredible thing happened then. This man came running from the opposite direction and just brushed past me. Any passerby or observer would have just seen a man rush by me. However as he passed he said distinctly to me
"Je ki kishiga waccar motar".
I looked at the approximate direction he indicated and there was a white peugeot saloon car exactly like the one I saw the day before trying to kidnap that woman. There was a big fat man standing next to the car and the moment he saw me look at the car, he shouted
"Ga ta nan!"
What did I do? I wrenched ?at the handle of the first car that stopped! Oya explanations later! Luckily it was not a private vehicle but a taxi. If he wasn't going my way, I reckoned I'd drop along the way.
I still have not stopped taking public transport in Nigeria. Alhamdullilahi, I am also a person not easily scared. What I do is that wherever I am going, be it in my own car or a taxi or hiace or what ever, I always say Bismillahi Rahmannir Rahim. I reasoned with myself that if you start anything with the ?name of Allah, you have started on an excellent footing, and besides, how many times  has my life been endangered and I will never get to know about it?  I simply made it through because I started out in the name of Allah

[Rose]

Hafsa,
Hafsa doesn't suit you
Go change your name to cheeky girl
You are d--m funny :D hehehehe

[Borg]

Plenty talents dey for this place oooo!!! All of una well done.. this place dey very impressive, major THUMBS UP!!!!!

[Aydee Fella]

kai Hafsa yur stories r soooo funny....da kuma tausayi ,da kunya ..well! its all gud.Ummulhuda may Allah coninue to protect us all cuz u were really lucky.

[Maleeq]

people ma sef get am 4 stories wallahi,hafsa all thix yuwa stories i will advise u to compile all of them and heed straight away for hollywood and zuba musu wit them.
Ummul gaskiya kinyi magana Allah is ahead of everything

[Anonymous]

Hafsa man,...................I cant help the laughter but share with with palliez................Even Jim Carey no pass you for madness.

Ummul....You surely do use your senses. Keep on the watch. But God is by your side.

Anwar Mallam..its good to have you hear. Atleast this site will keep you busy. We all thank God you have changed. Don nima ka bani hard time. Regards to Brother

[MohammedIbrahim]

hafsa wat would kanoonline be without u... ;D , i mean ure soooooooo fuhunny, guys i dont mean baanda ku ,were family ;) .
Ummulhuda amma kin auna sa'a,Allah kuma ya kara kiyaye wa