Faith Obanye

Mother, Teacher, Writer, Baker, Hustler...

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

Where is it written that there's a monopoly of violence or wickedness...

[Eden_Johnson @_EdenJohnson]

@PulseNigeria247 If you're not married, you won't understand this statement 😊

Your food is at the mercy of who cooks, and you're sure to wake up alive from that bed if her circle hasn't told her how to stab you in your sleep.

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

@AyilolaElisha Pls get back soon

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

@Benking443 @lollypeezle D

[Oiza @Steadi_lady]

I love the way Frank Edoho’s ex-wife listed the names of the women he cheated with. 💀

Men often rely on women’s silence & society’s tendency to shame them to protect their lies. Never again.

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

@Temmy_omoileri Network

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

@Gidzbaba @Temmy_omoileri Not in most cases o

[Sandra🌸🌸 _Pyjamas @sandra_baebae]

Dear mothers,

Our children will not grow up without us

We will be there for every milestone and every major life decisions

We will be there for every precious moment and when they need us the most Amen 🙏 🙏🙏

[Abdul-Aziz Na'ibi Abubakar @jrnaib2]

Keep reposting until it goes viral.

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

I miss the "few" times I was before d camera. I miss d "1, 2 and action', I miss d "and it's a wrap for the day"...... I miss the alerts that followed. And i am so hoping 2 b back again, someday, real soon.....
#model #crush #orijin

[Eduardo Verástegui @EVerastegui]

Hundreds of actresses from all over the world auditioned for Zero A.D. to play the role of Mary, the Mother of God.
Only one was chosen.

Deva Cassel.

The daughter of Monica Bellucci,
who once portrayed Mary Magdalene in The Passion of the Christ, directed by Mel Gibson.

Weeks later, after Deva was cast, I was with Mel at his office in Santa Monica.
He asked me who would be playing Mary in our film.

When I told him… he paused.

Then he showed me something, and shared an incredible story.

A photo of Monica Bellucci from the crucifixion scene, portraying Mary Magdalene.
Then he said:

“That was the moment Monica found out she was pregnant.”

And now, 20 years later…
that child is portraying Mary.

Some stories don’t just happen.
They feel written from above.

Zero A.D. Coming to theaters this Christmas.

[smv @slimvnsn]

My father never came to a single thing I invited him to.

Not my primary school graduation. Not my secondary school prize giving where I collected 3 awards and kept looking at the gate. Not my university matriculation. Not the ceremony when I got called to bar in 2012. I'd send him the date weeks in advance and he'd say I'll try and that was always the full sentence. I'll try. No follow up. No explanation after.

My mother would sit in his place and clap loud enough for 2 people.

I stopped inviting him after the bar call. Not from anger. Some people love you completely and still cannot show up and after a while you stop making them feel guilty about it.

He was not a bad man. I want to be clear about that.

He was a mechanic in Mushin for 35 years. Worked 6 days a week. Sent every one of us to school. Never raised his hand. Never left. The lights stayed on and the rent was paid and there was always food and he did all of it quietly without asking to be celebrated.

He just could not sit in a plastic chair and watch something.

I accepted that and moved on.

Last year I bought my first property. A flat in Ojodu. Took 9 years of saving and 2 years of paperwork and a lawyer who nearly finished me. When the keys finally came I sat in the empty flat on the floor for an hour just breathing.

I called my mother first. She screamed. My sister cried.

I didn't call my father.

3 days later he called me.

Said he heard about the flat from my mother. Said he wanted to come and see it.

I didn't know what to do with that so I just said okay. Gave him the address. Figured he'd say I'll try and we'd never speak of it again.

He showed up on Saturday at 9am.

Stood at the door in his good agbada. The one he only wears for serious things. Holding a small nylon bag.

I let him in and he walked through every room without speaking. Not quickly. Slowly. Like he was counting something. He checked the pipes under the kitchen sink. Knocked on the walls. Opened and closed the windows twice each. Looked at the ceiling in every room the way only a man who has fixed things his whole life looks at ceilings.

Then he came and stood in the sitting room and looked at me.

Said the pipework is good. Said the windows seal properly. Said whoever built this knew what they were doing.

I nodded.

Long silence.

Then he opened the nylon bag.

Inside was a small framed photo. Me at maybe 7 years old sitting on the bonnet of an old car in his workshop. Grinning. Both legs swinging. He's standing beside me with his hand on my shoulder looking at something outside the frame. I remember that day. I had gone to the workshop after school and he let me sit there while he worked and gave me a Fanta and put a Michael Jackson cassette on the small radio.

I didn't know anyone had taken a photo.

He said he kept it on his workshop table for 22 years. Said he wanted me to have something for the new place.

I held that frame and stood very still.

He said he knew he missed things. Said he was not good at the sitting and watching. That crowds made something in him go wrong in a way he never knew how to explain.

Then he said the flat was good and he was proud and he asked if there was anything in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten.

I laughed.

Made him eggs and bread while he sat at my kitchen table in his good agbada like he owned the place.

We ate and he told me about a car he was working on. I told him about a case that was giving me trouble. Normal conversation. The kind we should have been having for years.

He left at 1pm. At the door he gripped my shoulder the same way he did in that photo.

Didn't say anything.

Didn't need to.

The photo is on my sitting room wall now. First thing I hung in the whole flat.

Some fathers cannot sit in the plastic chair.

But mine drove to Ojodu in his good agbada on a Saturday morning with a 22 year old photograph in a nylon bag.

That was his standing ovation.

I just didn't know to look for it in that shape.

[Ara🤍 @Araoluwanimi01]

If you bought this burger for #50, just retweet😭

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

O God my creator, where I have done my best, let mercy do the rest. Amen.

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

Life is a choice. Love and Hatred IS a choice. Everyday, His grace is bestowed on me, I am choosing love.

[Joseph @sanjos_brand]

@GbolahanOl75923 @n6oflife6 @Wizarab10 If 500 or more of us(Nigerians) can occupy @OfficialDSSNG office over this, why won't they pick the people involved.
But we will raise concerns here and scream & it ends.
To thy tent o! Israel. God show us mercy

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

@Life_truthway @Gees101 Amen

[MaziTundeEdnutfan @originalproflle]

“PLEASE RETWEET AND BE THERE❗️

NIGERIANS THIS IS OUR FINAL PUSH, A LOT IS GOING ON IN THE NATIONAL ASSEMBLY ❗️

IF YOU ARE IN ABUJA PLEASE BE OUT TOMORROW ❗️

DATE : 17TH FEB 2026
TIME: 9AM
VENUE: NATIONAL ASSEMBLY ABUJA

The @NGRSenate and @HouseNGR cannot hold Nigerians HOSTAGE ❗️

COME OUT AND INSIST ON MANDATORY REAL-TIME ELECTRONIC TRANSMISSION OF RESULTS ❗️”

@Peter4Nigeria

[Peter Obi @PeterObi]

“If I do not provide steady electricity in four years, do not vote for me for 2nd Tenure,” -BAT

Thirty-two months after being incharge and instead of living by his powerful words, he now dumps National Grid that has been performing abysmally under his watch.

Those were the powerful words then that inspired hope among Nigerians who longed for light in their homes, stability for their businesses, and growth for their nation. Yet, while Nigerians are still grappling with that unfulfilled, categorical electoral promise - and without clear communication on the obstacles, if any, we read of provision in 2025 budget about the ₦10 billion for solar power at Aso Rock, and in 2026 budget another humongous amount for upgrade and maintenance and now we are being scarcitically told that Presidential Villa has planned to be disconnected from the national grid to rely entirely on solar.

It is a gross neglect and deeply worrisome when the seat of power abandons the national grid. One would expect government institutions to lead efforts to strengthen and expand the grid so that other establishments, and ultimately, citizens can benefit. If those in authority disconnect themselves from the system, who then will connect the ordinary Nigerian to reliable power?

Promoting renewable energy, as solar systems do, is commendable and necessary for the future. However, this situation reflects a deeper concern: governance lacking compassion and commitment to the governed. You cannot tell the people to fast while feasting yourself, securing yourself while Nigerians remain unsecured.

Nigerians do not expect 100% fulfilment of promises, but they do expect 100% effort, accompanied by measurable improvements and clear explanations when gaps exist. Leadership must serve the people, not isolate itself from their daily struggles. -PO

[Just_Yemi @YemiFirstson]

My friend has been detained since yesterday night because of his car incomplete papers which was eventually brought to them this morning and they confirmed everything was intact but instead of letting him go, they’re asking him to unlock his phone.

Since yesterday night he’s been unlawfully detained and maltreated all because he refuses to unlock his phone.
Please help me tag the right authorities to this post.

The police station is Ayinla police station at Ijaye Road after Jankara market.
@BenHundeyin
@OgunPoliceNG
@PoliceNG_CRU

[Faith Obanye @phaithtalker]

@niyetsel @kalulejosep .