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The Nigerian Police intercept truck carrying military camouflage, drugs, arrest four in Lagos (PHOTOS)
Honestly in the one month the police have been very busy.
If they have been working like this, Insecurity would have disappeared.
I believe the Nigerian police and the army are one of the best in the world.
They get results even with limited equipments.
When they're out to get results, they do so and in the shortest time.
Politics is their only problem.
There is so much kwapraption in the force and this is their weakness.
I wish the government can wake up and reform the police Force.
This is necessary now .
Ugoji Maximillian
A Nigerian citizen recently recounted her remarkably positive airport experience after a prolonged absence, praising the upgraded infrastructure, efficient procedures, and the professionalism of security operatives.
She made special mention of customs officials wearing body cameras at the airport 🛫
Let's not distrupt the process.
God bless Nigeria 🇳🇬 🙏
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For saying I Choose to serve and follow JESUS, the one and only true God who died for my sins.
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“My 14-year-old brother went missing in 2023 and we later got a call that he was at the police station. When we got there, he told us he was picked up during a police raid alongside other people. Everyone arrested with him was released except him.
Since then, he has been in Kirikiri Medium Prison, Mile 2, going to court over a case the police officer himself testified he committed no offense in. Yet the case keeps getting adjourned again and again since 2023.
They asked us to provide ₦150,000 for bail, but we cannot afford it. My brother was just a child when this started, and he will be turning 17 soon. Please, we are begging the authorities and anyone who can help to please intervene and help release my brother.”
— Lady pleads
I wrote this when I clocked 50
last year, read and learn
50 at Last: 20 Lessons I Wish I Knew in My 20s
1. You’re Not Late—You’re Just Early for Your Time.
Comparison is a killer. Everyone’s clock is different. I gained admission at 30 and still made it count.
2. Poverty Isn’t a Mindset—It’s a System.
But you can learn your way out of it. Slowly, steadily, one skill at a time. Consistency over intensity
3. Read Books, Even If You Don't Like School.
Books gave me mentors I couldn’t afford. Some changed my thinking forever.
I'll recommend Rich Dad, Poor Dad by Robert Kiyosaki, Think and Grow Rich by Napoleon Hill, Hot to Sell to Nigerians by Akin Alabi, etc.
4. Learn a Skill—Any Skill.
Not just degrees. Skills open doors that certificates can’t. If you aren't tech-savvy, consider "hand works" such as plumbing, auto repairs, etc.
5. Nobody’s Coming to Save You.
Not government, not rich uncles. It’s tough, but it means your life is in your hands. Over dependence on people will strip you of your dignity, it will give you unknown enemies
6. Start Small, But Start Smart.
I wasted years chasing "big" moves instead of consistent small wins. Lessons already learned. Don't waste your time looking for a multi-million Naira deals - make do with the little ones around you and gradually build up your wealth
7. Keep Records.
Money, habits, ideas—track them. You can’t grow what you don’t measure. Keeping records shows you your wins and losses, strength and weakness - enough data to make necessary adjustments and grow
8. Don’t Borrow to Impress.
I did. Regret followed. Silence is better than fake wealth. Live within your means and save for the rainy day
9. Find Older Mentors, Even If They’re Not Rich.
Wisdom is hidden in people who’ve failed well. I ignored one so the most important piece of advise immediately after my wedding - it ended in premium tears
10. Learn to Sell—Yourself, Your Work, or an Idea.
Selling isn’t dirty. It’s survival. Whoever you are, learn marketing - the knowledge may make a huge difference between failure and success
11. Your Health Is Your First Investment.
Sleep, water, walks. I ignored these and paid with compromised health. Don’t.
12. Internet Isn’t Just for Fun—It’s for Fortune.
YouTube taught me skills school never did. The web is a goldmine. And absolutely free!
13. Jobs Are Temporary—Skills Stay Forever.
I did odd jobs. They paid bills. My skills built futures.
14. Build Relationships, Not Just Connections.
People helped me when I had nothing—because I was real, not transactional. I appreciate every one of you.
15. Don’t Be Too Proud to Start Over.
Starting college at 30 humbled me. But it built me. I learned from my younger mates, my story is incomplete without their contributions.
16. Document Your Journey.
I wish I had journals or photos from my my hustling days - commercial motorcycling, well digging, block making. Legacy starts with memory and keeps you humble.
17. Learn Basic Tech Early.
It’s the new literacy. I came late—don’t make the same mistake.
18. Save Something—Even ₦500.
Not for emergencies, but for discipline. Consider platforms like PiggyVest, OPay, PalmPay, etc
19. Speak Kindly to Yourself.
I punished myself more than life did. You don’t have to. Enjoy every minute and celebrate your small wina
20. Your Story Matters—Even the Messy Parts.
Because someone else is living it right now. And you can be their light.
My name is Zainab. I’m 27 years old. An SS.
That is, I live with sickle cell disease.
My parents are both AS.
Oh, they They knew.
They were told.
They still married.
They said God approved it. They said love would be enough. They said faith would cover the consequences.
I am the consequence.
I was diagnosed before I was two. My childhood memories are not playgrounds or cartoons,they are; hospitals, needles, and adults whispering when they thought I couldn’t hear.
In primary school, I missed classes so often that teachers stopped asking why. Some classmates thought I was pretending. Some thought I was cursed. I learned early how to smile while feeling different.
By secondary school, the pain episodes became more frequent. I would wake up excited for school and end the day on a hospital bed. I watched my mates grow normally while my life moved in pauses, school, hospital, recovery, repeat.
At 15, I lost my younger brother to sickle cell.
We were both SS.
That day changed me forever.
My parents broke down in front of me — crying, apologizing, saying “We followed faith. We didn’t think…”
But the damage had already been done.
Sometimes I forgive them.
Sometimes I resent them deeply.
Both feelings live in me.
In university, I tried to be normal. I joined sickle cell advocacy groups, volunteered with awareness organizations, spoke at events, encouraged parents to test their genotype. People call me strong. They call me a warrior.
What they don’t see is me crying alone at night after another silent pain episode.
They don’t see the fear that comes with planning a future in a body that doesn’t always cooperate.
And Relationships?
That’s another wound.
I’ve been loved… briefly.
The moment conversations turn serious about marriage, children, commitment….they leave. Some are honest. Some ghost me. Some promise forever and disappear quietly.
One man once said he would do anything for me. He talked about taking me abroad, better care, a life without fear. I believed him. For the first time, my heart rested.
Then one day, he stopped calling.
That heartbreak triggered one of the worst crises I’ve had as an adult. Not because of physical stress but because hope collapsed.
Now I’m older. The pain episodes come differently. Less dramatic, but more exhausting. My body recovers slower. My fears are heavier. I ask myself questions my parents never asked each other.
I am strong, yes.
But I am tired.
If you are AS and the person you love is AS, please love your unborn children enough to stop and think. Faith is not a license to ignore knowledge. I am a proof to that
I didn’t ask to be a lesson.
But if my life can prevent another child from being born into avoidable pain, then my voice matters.
That’s why I’m writing this to you. Because people listens to you and this story needs to be heard. I hope that your audience share this till it reaches those who are about to walk by faith and not by sight, Sickle Cell is real!.
Adeyinka, keep rescuing lives, I love how you raise awareness and say the truth unapologetically, those who do not like you are probably those who wish they could be you. Have you met you?. Oh,I see you Queen Ade💪🏻
Please share so others can see this too. If this is ignored, the true essence of this video is lost. Let’s get this to the right authorities.
Nigerians are truly suffering along the Lagos–Badagry Expressway, particularly from Agbara Junction to Ijanikin. After long, exhausting workdays, many commuters are forced to trek over a kilometer just to find a vehicle, or remain stranded for hours in unbearable traffic due to ongoing construction.
While temporary disruptions are expected during road projects, the current pace of work does not match the level of hardship being experienced daily. The situation suggests that commuters’ welfare is not being given the urgency it deserves.
This is more than an inconvenience — it is affecting productivity, safety, and quality of life. Authorities and contractors must urgently review the work plan, improve traffic management, and accelerate construction to ease the suffering of thousands who rely on this vital corridor every day.
📍 Agbara Junction – Ijanikin, Lagos–Badagry Expressway
This Image is from Late Chief Obafemi Awolowo’s autobiography, titled “Awo: The Autobiography of Chief Obafemi Awolowo” (published in 1960).
In his autobiography, Chief Awolowo lamented the deep disunity among the Yoruba people in pre-independence Nigeria, despite their progressiveness. While the Igbo displayed strong solidarity under leaders like Nnamdi Azikiwe, the Yoruba remained fractured by centuries of inter-tribal wars, and mutual hatred.
Pa. Awolowo blamed propaganda from Dr. Azikiwe for worsening this, painting the Yoruba as inferior, effete, and decadent, which eroded the self-respect of younger generations and diminished their leadership capacity.
Papa Awo took it upon himself to rebuild Yoruba solidarity. He committed to uniting the disjointed tribes, restoring their morale and confidence, and reaffirming their vital role in nation-building—a mission that birthed the Egbe Omo Oduduwa and shaped his lifelong politics.
In our time, same problem is back in Yoruba land. These problems birthed @ThinkYoruba_1st which is a sociocultural and socio democratic organization organized and committed to protecting our heritage and unite the Yoruba along our ethnolinguistic and ethnoreligious identity, and set the motion for the next generations of the Yoruba for the continuity of our race.
Come join us in TYF, and together build a strong Yoruba Community for our future.
May Pa. Awo continue to Rest In Peace. Amen🙏
News to use, say his name, Walter Francis White. Here is Ashley w/IG to tell us his story, he uncovered the truth from within the crime scenes as nobody thought he was a black man. This is raw courage in action. #DemsUnited
This is the type of music the record labels don't want you hearing.
Our people are waking up, and they FEAR it.
"AND THESE WERE THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL!"
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*Why Every Ambitious African Should Normalize Visiting Nigeria — Even If It Costs You*
*If you get a job in Nigeria, take it.*
Even when it pays less.
Because what Nigeria gives you isn’t just a salary — it gives you capacity.
Nigeria is not just a country. It’s a living laboratory of hustle, scale, and unapologetic ambition. It’s where Africa’s toughest minds are forged. And if you truly want to lead in your industry — whether it’s business, ministry, media, tech, education or entertainment — you owe yourself a season in Nigeria.
1. *Nigeria Is Africa’s Pressure Cooker*
Nigeria doesn’t reward the lazy or the comfortable.
It rewards those who can adapt fast, create under pressure, and build without resources.
In Lagos, you’ll meet people who run million-dollar operations from one laptop and a phone. You’ll see traders who move stock faster than most formal retailers on the continent. You’ll meet creators who turn street slang into global pop culture.
If you can survive Nigeria’s traffic, markets, and energy crisis — you’ll return home with a sharper brain, thicker skin, and a clearer strategy.
2. *It’s the Continent’s Marketing School*
Nigeria’s people know how to sell. Period.
From the street vendor to the fintech founder, everyone understands attention, storytelling, and urgency.
No one markets like Nigerians. They don’t wait for validation; they create it.
They’ll teach you that visibility is a weapon. That packaging can elevate perception. That noise, when strategic, becomes brand dominance.
Every serious entrepreneur, influencer, or creative needs to witness that kind of marketing firepower firsthand.
3. *You’ll See Scale in Motion*
Nigeria forces you to think in millions — not hundreds. Every product or service operates in massive numbers.
You can’t talk of “10 customers” when a single market in Lagos has 10,000 buyers daily.
That’s why Nigerian startups, musicians, and churches scale faster — they are surrounded by scale.
Being there changes how you view potential. You stop thinking like a local player and start strategizing like a continental one.
4. *The Culture Will Toughen You*
Nigeria’s confidence is contagious.
Their people walk, talk, and create like kings — even when broke.
You’ll learn that power is projected before it’s possessed. You’ll see that belief and branding often precede results.
Spend two months in Nigeria and your voice will change — your vision too. You’ll return with a bolder tone, a wider network, and a more global mind.
5. *Nigeria Is Africa’s Creative Capital*
From Nollywood to Afrobeats, Nigerian creativity has defined what “modern Africa” looks and sounds like. The creative economy there is structured, monetized, and aggressive.
If you’re in media, design, film, or business storytelling — Nigeria is your study trip.
You’ll understand why content there trends, and why every major global brand now watches Nigerian culture for what’s next.
6. *It’s a Test of Your Vision*
Most people can only dream big in comfort.
Nigeria makes you dream big in chaos.
If your ideas can survive in Nigeria, they can thrive anywhere.
That’s why Nigerian founders, pastors, artists, and influencers dominate regional markets — they’re trained in volatility.
Final Word: Go and Catch the Fire
Don’t visit Nigeria as a tourist. Go as a student of mindset. Go to study how they think, how they sell, how they survive, and how they win.
If you’re African and you aspire to lead your industry — spend time in Nigeria.
Not because it’s easy, but because it will stretch you. And on this continent, the ones who rise are the ones who have been stretched.
So, if you ever get a job offer in Nigeria — take it.
Even if it pays less. Because you’re not just being paid in money — you’re being paid in fire.
Good morning
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I schooled in Kaduna Polytechnic, Tudun Wada.
KadPoly is the biggest Polytechnic in West Africa.
There are about 50 mosques in KadPoly but just one Chapel for Christians. Even inside hostels, there are mosques.
The Christian Community begged the school authority to give them just a plot of land to build a Chapel with their own money, the school blatantly said NO.
FCS, NFCS, and NIFES share one Church, and they are always having misunderstanding because one fellowship stays beyond thier allocated time.
The like of RCF, WCF, DCF, and co, use classrooms for services, and the school authorities always caution them to stop it.
I also schooled in BUK (Bayero University, Kano).
BUK and ABU Zaria, are the two biggest schools in the North, if not in Nigeria.
There are more than 100 mosques in BUK but no single chapel as at when I was in the school.
Christian Students pray outside—even in the rain. Classes are prohibited.
I once asked "Why?" and I was told that the then Emir of Kano said that not even the president (GoodLuck Jonathan) can lay a block in BUK in the name of building a chapel.
In many departmental fellowships, students always turned down the position of fellowship presidents, secretary and other positions that put them in limelight because some lecturers who are extremists in their religion could fail them.
Many departmental presidents stayed two to three extra years in school, not because they legitimately got carryover in their courses but because they are presidents.
There's one St. Augustine Catholic Church behind Ajegunle Hostel in Tudun Wada. It is the only "stubborn" Church in the heart of Tudun Wada and it is always burnt at every given opportunity by extremists. Many of their priests and members have paid the ultimate prize because they refused to relocate the Church.
Reverend Father Borogo Vitues, the then chaplain in KadPoly was recently kidnapped and k!lled by Fulani herdsmen.
The Church in the North is being persecuted, suppressed and suffocated.
It is strategically planned by elites and meticulously carried out.
We don't enter churches here in the North without being searched thoroughly because of su!c!de bombers.
Oh, Southern Churches, I'm happy for your freedom and liberty to serve God without fear of "we may not go out of this church alive."
Christmas is approaching, at least one or two Churches in the North will be bombed by terror!sts.
There's Christian Genocide in Nigeria. It is not CLAMOURING as many people assumed.
But Esther, Listen to this, because you are in the palace does not mean you are safe. If you don't fight for your brethren being slaughtered outside now, soon, it will get to the PALACE, and it'll be your turn.
Just as @SpiricocoNg said, you are not safe or special. You are on the menu. It's only not your turn yet.