Hello @africamagictv
Any chance I could get 2 media passes for the award night on Saturday?
I have this crazy Reels idea that I’ll love to shoot on the red carpet and it will be a pleasure shooting it at the event.
Ehn oshamo no dulling no sleeping new week new blessing anybody wey pray for your downfall nain go fall more money more blessing more cash out more big bag loke loke lola kun faya kun! Shall never kpeme shall never lack!
Thinking on the women. 3 weeks without a bath or change of clothes.
Some of them might have seen their periods. No pad, no change of outfit. Right there in their puddle of blood 💔
Gosh! 💔💔
As a survivor of kidnapping and banditry, I can tell you that these criminals believe that no matter how much they take from you, you will eventually work and earn it back after your release.
Let me use myself as an example. After my family paid the ₦15 million ransom they demanded, along with other items worth over ₦600,000, they still weren't satisfied. They continued demanding more money and eventually asked for ₦55 million. They even told my mother to sell her house and car to raise the money.
Because my family rented a vehicle to deliver the ransom and other requested items, the kidnappers assumed we owned the car and were wealthy. They kept insisting that we sell all our properties and hand over the proceeds to them.
Omo, it was a terrible ordeal. The fear, pressure, and emotional torture were overwhelming. Watching my family struggle to meet their endless demands was heartbreaking.
One painful reality is that they often target ordinary and struggling people like us because we are easier to capture than the elites, who usually have better security and protection.
This is why we cannot continue to stay silent. Kidnapping and banditry have destroyed countless lives, families, and dreams across Nigeria. We need to raise our voices, stand together as a nation, and demand urgent action against insecurity.
Today it may be someone else's family. Tomorrow it could be yours. Enough is enough. 💔🇳🇬🙏🏽
Three weeks ago, my 23-year-old neighbor was kidnapped on her way to Kontagora in Niger State.
While in captivity, the bandits repeatedly raped her taking turns sleeping with her night after night. Still, they kept bargaining with her father over the phone, demanding ransom even as they violated her.
Her father fought with everything he had. He hustled day and night, borrowed from everyone, took loans, sold whatever he could determined to bring his daughter home.
When he finally gathered the full amount, he called the bandits and begged them, ‘Please, give the phone to my daughter. Let me speak to her. I want her to know I’m coming for her.’
They gave her the phone.
In a broken, traumatized voice, she told her father: ‘Dad, do not suffer yourself looking for the money. They have been sleeping with me. I’m traumatized. I can’t forgive myself. Even if I’m released, I’ll kill myself. Don’t bother paying the ransom.’
Those were the last words she ever spoke to him.
While her father was still holding the phone, he heard the gunshot. He heard his daughter being killed. Moments later, the bandits sent pictures of her remains to him, a final act of cruelty.
A 23-year-old girl. My neighbor. Someone’s daughter, someone’s sister, someone’s friend gone in the most horrific way possible.
This is not just one story. This is the nightmare too many families are living in Niger State and across Nigeria. Young women snatched on the roads, violated, used as bargaining chips, and discarded like nothing.
Living in Nigeria has become truly scary. You wake up, you step out, and you don’t know if you or your loved ones will return home. The fear is constant. The pain is constant. And too often, justice never comes.
Rest in peace to my neighbor.
She kept it for 8 straight days, followed the instructions on how to preserve since they were fresh flowers, kept pruning and recording each day 🥲🥲🥲.
Now that they are dead she wants to frame them 😃😃😃.
I don’t understand the logic but she was so happy, and that was enough.
Chibok Girls; The First Lady literally cried on live TV. She was even turned to a meme.
Yoruba children, Yoruba teacher beheaded; President and First Lady are celebrating APC primaries but you don’t see the issue because you are in Lekki & it’s not your nieces or nephews (yet).
Hello @LCFC
I’m Olaogun, a winger also played as a striker from Nigeria. I’ve spent the last 3 years training daily to get one shot at professional football.
I’m not asking for a contract. I’m asking for 7 days on trial to show you what I can do. If I’m not good enough, I’ll walk away with no hard feelings.
I’m fast, direct, and I work harder than anyone on the pitch.
My highlights are here: https://t.co/nD68FCLsMn
Thanks,
Olaogun
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After four years full of challenges and hard work, it's time to move on.
I leave with the feeling that the mission is complete. 4 seasons, 3 championships.
I will never forget the love I received from the fans from my very first days.
Catalonia is my place on earth.
Thank you to everyone I met along the way during these beautiful four years.
A special thank you to President Laporta for giving me the chance to live the most incredible chapter of my career.
Barça is back where it belongs.
Visca el Barça. Visca Catalunya 💙❤️
@fcbarcelona
Here's the breakdown of my trip. Kenya and Rwanda are visa free for Nigerians. You only need your Yellow Fever card. You don’t have to break the bank to explore the world.
Opening today at Jelosimiartcenter , 13, Arowojobe, Oshodi Lagos .
It’s free entry guys , I will love to see you all here 🙏🏽❤️ thank you so much for sharing
I need your help guys .
I’m having my first Solo exhibition opening in Lagos today and I don’t have anyone coming to view it yet , please if you are in Lagos , kindly come see my art , it’s free entry. I hope this blows up 🙏🏽❤️
For the second time, guys.
If you live in Nigeria and have no financial strength to relocate anytime soon, treat the 2027 election as a priority. See it like your life depends on it, because in actual sense, it does.
Listen to me: Tinubu will be ruthless with policies if he wins again. The economic frustrations will push many to the edge of suicide. Nobody will come to your rescue.
After 2027, Tinubu, Akpabio, and most governors will be done. No more elections. They will definitely have nothing to lose.
They’ll retire comfortably in their mansions scattered across the US, Canada, UK, and Europe… while regret becomes your daily meal.
Be smart with your vote in 2027.
When I started working in the bank, my parents lived in Alakuko, so I used to commute from home every day.
I would wake up as early as 3am, leave the house before 5am, and sometimes get home by 12am if there was traffic…
This particular day, one of my colleagues cooked beans… if you’re a banker, you’ll understand that kind of “beans” 😂 the type that everybody in the branch must eat from.
It was a shortage of 500k, so we had to rally around because our BOM insisted the money must be cleared. That kept me very late at work, and I couldn’t travel back to Alakuko that night.
I took a bus to Obalende, my plan was to look for a church to sleep in… one thing my mum always told us is that if we are stranded, we should look for a church for shelter.
I walked around Obalende and luckily, I saw a white garment church (C&S). I entered and greeted them, but the pastor said they had received a message earlier in the week not to accept any stranger into the church.
I left…
Then I saw a small bus outside the church, so I entered and sat there because at that point, I didn’t know what else to do. I was even thinking of getting a hotel when a boy came out… he looked about 23–25. He was the son of the woman from the church. He came outside and told me to sneak in.
He and his mum took me to a room called ile abo and offered me a net and a mat.
That was how I slept there… although I couldn’t sleep till daybreak because I was scared 😔
In the morning, he had already gotten me a new toothbrush. I also got a new dress and changed into it.
We exchanged numbers and became very close. He was like a brother to me…
That same month, when I got my salary, I bought 5 white garment materials for them.
One day, I went to work as usual, and one of my customers mentioned he was looking for a receptionist. I asked for the pay and told him I had a brother who just graduated. He gave me his email address and asked him to send him an email and mention my name.
I couldn’t even wait till after work…
I called him during my break. He prepared his CV and sent it immediately.
He went for the interview a week later and got the job… the pay was 180k for a start
That same customer later relocated to the USA in 2024, but before he left, he referred him for an accountant role in one of the big companies on the island. He said my brother was a great guy and he could vouch for him.
Today, he’s doing so well for himself, taking care of his family… they no longer live in church anymore 🥹
When I was travelling, he sent me 300k as his own support. There’s no week we don’t FaceTime…
We spoke last night when he asked if he should relocate to Germany or the UK for his master’s… he got admission in both countries. I know he’s going to do great things.
Anyways, that call was the reason I remembered this story… and I thought to share ❤️
You really never know how far a small act of kindness can go ❤️
Not having stable electricity means that your water supply would be epileptic and so you wouldn’t be able to take showers with your partner because you’re managing water. This means that you’d have nobody to help you wash your back and your back will be dirty. This might cause friction in the bedroom when your partner is kissing your back and they taste dirt.
Get your PVC, we have to vote this party out so your relationship can be saved.