If you were promised 1 million dollars, but you had to wake up at 5:30 AM every single day for the next 30 years.
Would you actually commit to that.?????
BREAKING: The IGP crack team has arrested Ifechukwu Dennis who originated the fake voice that he passed on to his gullible targets as President Tinubu’s voice
During the onslaught against Boko Haram in the North East by the Nigerian Navy SBS, some insiders began selling out personal photographs of top SBS components, to the terrorists.
Those pictures were printed out by the terrorists and bounties were placed on them...
The NHQ had to withdraw most of them tactically to avoid unnecessary deaths.
The question I still ask till date;
WHO SOLD OUT THOSE PERSONAL PHOTOS TO THE TERRORISTS?
On this day in 1999, June 4, President Obasanjo submitted his first ministerial list to the Nigerian Senate. 49 Ministers.
It is said that all of them, except one (Sule Lamido), were made to sign undated letters of resignation.
Confirmation process for some nominees was dogged by allegations of bribery.
I hope Fawaz is resting well. He was one of the leading lights on this app when most of us didn’t understand why it was necessary to defend the Yoruba space culturally and politically.
There is something amazing about the American justice system.
My friend’s car was stolen at St. Mary Catholic Church, York Road, Baltimore, in 2002.
Two days later, the police identified the car and a hot chase ensued, with the carjackers crashing into a pole.
They were teenagers. They were taken to court but not imprisoned because they were underage.
The court ruled that they pay the value of the car, which was $1,800. They were to start when they turned 18.
They began paying in bits at 18 and paid up to $600. Then there was a long interregnum. My friend learned they were in prison.
Fast forward nine years later, in 2013. My friend returned from a trip to Nigeria to find a cheque of $1,200 waiting for him.
Apparently the fellows were out of prison, and from the very first cheque they received, the system pooled the balance and paid my friend.
In Nigeria it would have been Insha Allah.
Sad to hear though that St. Mary York Road has been closed down along with 42 other Catholic Churches in Baltimore. St. Mary was the first place I took residences in the USA.
Are you an electric fish? Unknown to many people, electric fish is often blind. So, it produces electricity to defend itself against predators. Hence, whenever we touch the fish, even by mistake, it will shock us. Sadly, though, each time the fish releases electricity to attack predators, the action worsens its blindness. It’s the same thing with people who are paranoid. They think everyone is out to hurt them. With this type of mindset, they release negative energy towards everyone that comes near them, and that includes even those who wish them well. If you're this type of person, please do yourself a favor: Keep an open mind towards everyone, and everything in the universe will open itself to you.
An Average Nigerian would believe there is no corruption within the political class in USA. The comment section would open your eye to what real corruption is
The @BoringCompany could build a Hyperloop tunnel from downtown SF to downtown LA for <5% of this cost and it would be a technological marvel exceeding any high speed rail on Earth
Several people lost their lives during 2023 Kano State governorship elections due to political violence between Ganduje & Kwankwaso supporters. The Kwankwaso supporters who lost their lives d!€d because they wanted Abba to win because he was with Kwankwaso. The Ganduje supporters who lost their lives d!€d because they wanted Gawuna to win because he was with Ganduje. Today, those people are not alive to witness Gawuna become Kwankwaso’s boy while Abba becomes Ganduje’s boy.
Never ever waste your precious life for these people.
“Allah will not forgive me…”
My first visit to Northern Nigeria was in 2018 when I was posted to Nasarawa State for my one-year compulsory NYSC. Before then, I had never travelled beyond Enugu State. The North was completely new territory for me.
When my call-up letter came out and I saw Nasarawa State, I prepared myself mentally for the journey.
There was no direct vehicle from Aba to Lafia, so I was advised to travel to Makurdi, Benue State first, then continue to Nasarawa. I arrived at the park in Makurdi around 4:30pm and immediately found a vehicle loading for Lafia. I entered and waited.
For over 30 minutes, I was the only passenger.
Concerned about the time, I approached the driver and told him I might need to find an alternative since it was getting late and this was my first time traveling to the North. He begged me to stay and promised:
“No matter what happens, I will carry you to your destination.”
I trusted him and went back to my seat.
Around 6:00pm, another vehicle arrived from Enugu with six passengers heading to Lafia. The vehicle I had been sitting in could only carry six people. The loaders began transferring their luggage into my vehicle and asked one of them to board another car. The group refused — they insisted on traveling together.
Then something shocking happened.
The agberos brought out my bags and told me to find another vehicle.
I was angry and frustrated. It was getting dark. I didn’t know the town. I had already waited for over an hour. When I realized the loaders were Igbo like me, I pleaded with them in Igbo. They didn’t listen.
I walked up to the driver and reminded him of his promise. I told him it wasn’t fair to abandon me now that he had seen full passengers.
He was quiet for a moment.
Then he said something I will never forget:
“If I do this to you, Allah will not forgive me.”
He asked all six passengers to come down from his vehicle and told them to board another car.
The loaders were furious. They insulted him, calling him a bad businessman who didn’t have sense.
But the driver stood his ground.
He returned my bags into the vehicle, started the engine, and began driving, with only me as his passenger.
I couldn’t believe it.
He crossed River Benue with just me in the car and kept driving. At that point, I even started feeling sorry for him. If I were in his position, would I have done the same?
About three to five minutes into the journey, he received a call from the park. Another vehicle had just arrived with five passengers going to Lafia.
He looked at me and asked, “Should I turn back?”
I said yes.
He reversed, returned to the park, picked up the five passengers, and we finally headed to Lafia.
That was my first personal encounter with a Muslim man in the North.
Till today, I still think about the spirit that made that driver willing to carry just one passenger — at his own loss — simply because he gave his word.
You may be Christian.
You may be Muslim.
You may be a traditional worshipper.
But before anything else, we are human beings.
There are good people in every religion.
There are bad people in every religion.
Your prayer should simply be this:
May you never meet a bad person irrespective of religion or tribe.
Kalu Kelechi Kalu