A college girl who took her underwear off

A True Life Story, Written by a COLLEGE GIRL before she gave up the Ghost.

I Took Off My UNDERWEAR.....
I used to be that innocent girl who had the world at her feet. I was beautiful and I had eyes and HIPS that could make men sway, and to top it all up, I was a Christian, a very good Christian with a heart burning for God.
When I entered the university, I met a guy, his name was DERRICK.

I couldn’t believe my luck the first time I bumped into him on my way to class, he had such a kind smile and a tender look that weakened my knees when he spoke.
Because I was late for class we couldn’t talk much but barely three weeks later, I met him at the fresher’s night party and I was overwhelmed. We got talking and I found out that he was in his second year and from that night, we became an inseparable pair.

At first, we were friends and as months passed by, we got closer and closer and the chemistry betweenus was undeniable.
About a year after I entered the university, Derrick and I started dating. He was everything a girl could ever want and desire save the fact that he wasn’t so much of a Christian. Derrick had magical hands that made him hard to resist and most times I fell for it. At first, I felt bad but when I couldn’t help falling into the same pit I killed the guilt on my inside.

And then one day, one of my friends said I was getting fatter and that got me thinking and in the process I began to link the dots…first I had a vomiting spree every morning which I thought was due to a flu and then I had this morning sickness which I felt was due to stress and then my missing period…oh no it can’t be possible I said to myself, I couldn’t be pregnant!!!

After a series of test outside school, I realized the deadliest truth, I was indeed pregnant. I was only nineteen, I still had a whole life ahead of me, what was I going to do. I couldn’t tell my parents, they wouldn’t hear of it. Ihad to go to Derrick to tell him what I had found out. On telling him, I saw him fly into a temper I had never seen in my life. He was so hysterical, calling me all sorts of names and I didn’t even know when I started crying heart drenching tears of hurt and betrayal. When he looked into my eyes he must have realized how scared and hurt I was and so he pulled me close and ran his hands through my hair untilI had calmed down and then he said to me in the most subtle voice ever ”why don’t you have an abortion”.

I pulled back instantly, I couldn’t have an abortion! But when he talked about my parents and the sanctioning of the school and the fellowship which I belonged to, I knew I had no other choice. Derrick had made all the arrangements and so on the supposed day we went to the room- like clinic. I shivered all through my way there but Derrick kept telling me that it would be okay and that he was proud that I made such a brave decision. When I entered into the room where the abortion was supposed to take place I laid down on the table trying to dissociate my mind from what I was about to do and then a young man told me sternly, ” you know I can’t perform this procedure with your underwear on” and then I began to pull it off.

As I did this a sense of guilt overwhelmed me, first I had pulled off my UNDERWEAR of pleasure and now I was pulling it off to get rid of the stigma the pleasure had brought what a shame, I felt soexposed. All through the times that I felt instruments coming in and out of me, I kept thinking of the lady I had become and the hypocrite I had transformed into. I let out a sigh, only if I can get through this I muttered… only if…and then I felt a sharp pain pierce through the whole of my body, I screamed but then the doctor told me to be quiet. I felt another pain but this time I bit my lip and then the pain began to come in successions.

I instinctively knew that something was wrong but I was too weak totally or to move and then I heard the voices of Derrick and the doctor talking about the fact that I was bleeding excessively. The pain was so unbearable and I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker. With the last strength in me, I pleaded with God”Oh Lord I’m so sorry for taking my under wears off, please forgive me.” and I drifted into a world where the pain seemed less hurtful and the voices seemed more distant. Friends, our bodies are the temple of the Lord. Do not take off your UNDERWEAR when the time is not right.

Lots of girls who gained admission into the university as virgins eventually lost it so cheaply to guys who have nothing to do with their destinies. In a bid to get a certificate, they sold out a destiny that certificate cannot guarantee....she died long time ago..

SHARE & LIKE, If U HAVE A HEART and her story. If her death also touched you, Please write R.I.P..... If you did'nt feel anything, just ignore........R.I.P.

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Woman tears 10year old maid's private part with blade

A  middle aged woman, identified as Uchenna is cooling her feet at the Onitsha Police Area Command for breaking her maid’s hand and tearing her private part with razor blade. It was gathered that the woman allegedly used a pestle to break her maid’ left hand and inflicted very deep cuts in her private part with a razor blade in the commercial city of Onitsha.
The incident took place at Osuma Street where the victim, Chisom Nwafor lived with her mistress before she was attacked by the suspect. Narrating her ordeal, Chisom, a 10 year old girl from Enugu-Abo in Enugu State said her mistress returned to the house last Sunday morning and started beating her and used razor blade on her private parts. “I was changing her daughter’s dress because she urinated on it.
My madam entered and started shouting on top of her voice and she immediately rushed into the kitchen and collected pestle and hit me severally on my back and she hit me again and broke my left hand, I fell and she entered her room and took a razor blade, tore my pant and started tearing my private part after which she poured pepper inside my private part which was bleeding” she said. Speaking on the incident, the Onitsha Area Commander, Benjamin Wordu described the incident as highest level of inhumanity and said the suspect would pay for her actions.
Mr. Benjamin warned parents to always give birth to children they can train instead of giving them out to such women he described as devil incarnates who maltreat vulnerable children under their care.

Mercy Johnson delivers a dancing Baby girll

Yaaaaaayyy!!
Mercy Johnson Okojie gave birth to a baby girl a few hours ago in a hospital in the USA. Mother and daughter are said to be doing great

Contest between Hate and Love

WRITTEN BY: Ladipo; @ladipoB

Tears running down from my cheek

Memories hunt me for my wrong

Its too heavy for me

I can't take it all in

The suspense, trials all condemned

Dragging my self from this bed

To face reality is hell on earth

An oscar winning award for heartbreaks

Would be given to me

The apocalypse would welcome me

With arms wide open

And say nemesis brought the prodigal son home

Who was I before all this pain

Did I love life in the house of wrongs

The voices in my head torments me for good

He stares at me in disgust

Yet feeds me with hatred

Clothes me with pain

And washes me with deception

I open my eyes and see you

Laying next to me

And ask my self

Where did it all go wrong.

Interview with the CEO of Troy's shoe factory

Here is to present to you a new and young entrepreneur, the CEO of Troy's shoe factory. In an interview with Davitz Inc, here are some few things we should know about him. He spoke to us about his believe that every good idea is spontaneous and how the business came into existence
Davitz: Good afternoon Mr Troy

Troy: Good afternoon ma’am

Davitz: How has business been so far in this yuletide season.

Troy: Its been good, we thank God.

Davitz: can you tell us your real name?

Troy:my real name is Olateju Olanrewaju.

Davitz; Nice name *smiles. So can you tell us about you?

Lanre: Well I’m Lanre by name, I have a Diploma in Marine science from University Of Lagos which I finished in 2007 and I’m also a graduate of JABU (Joseph Ayo Babalola University). I studied microbiology in JABU and graduated this year but I started the shoe making business in 2010

Davitz: Woow. You studied microbiology! That’s cool. So what made you go into the shoe making business?

Lanre: I used to work as a traveling agent but then I got tired of working for people and decided to be on my own. My drive to become my own boss. It’s my passion. I used to design my shoes when I was in school and my friends used to say I had great talents in shoe designing and structures and you know I got excited.When I go shopping I always have a picture of what I want to get in my head and most times I end up settling 4 less. Basically those are some of the reasons.

Davitz: So how did you come about the name Troy?

Lanre: I have a nickname called Troy which was given to me in school by friends. When I was going to start the business I felt Troy was a suitable name which goes with the brand.

Davitz: Did you have any form of training before starting?

Lanre: Yes I did. I started learning more when I started the business.

Davitz: So where do you see yourself 5 years from now?

Lanre: well in 5 years, I see myself as a first choice brand in Nigeria. A trusted shoe brand for both the elite and average Nigerian while making giant strides to break into the international market.
Davitz: when people see your shoes or products what do you want them to think of?

Lanre: Quality and Unique.

Davitz: so how can people reach you?

Lanre: you could call me on 08057199717 or follow me on twitter @Troyshoefactory.

Davitz: Great. It’s been great talking to you Mr Olateju Olanrewaju. We do pray you achieve all your goals with the help of God.

Lanre: Thank you and a very big Amen to that.

Davitz: do have a lovely day sir

Lanre: you too ma’am *smiles

Couple who lost 5 children in Fire

Despite the fact that some weeks have passed since the fire disaster that wiped out five children of Mr. & Mrs. Augustine Ikwuagwu on Comfort Oboh Street, Kirikiri Town, Lagos, its bitter memory still lingers. Indeed, the tragedy has been a nightmare to the couple. When Saturday Sun met with the couple recently, pain and agony have overwhelmed them, as they recounted their loss.
Speaking amid tears, Mrs Margaret Ikwuagwu, said her fine kids, Chukwuemeka (13), Ifeanyichukwu (10), Bright (8), Joy (6) and Victoria (4) were sleeping in the house when the incident started at 10pm. She said that all efforts to rescue the children failed. “I asked my children to go and sleep in the room while I was preparing to close shop for the day.
Then, shortly, someone ran to tell me that our house was on fire. I abandoned everything I was doing and ran down to the house. When I got there, the fire had already covered the whole place and I could not enter my room to rescue my children,” she said. Mrs Ikwuagwu explained that she cried for help, but no one came to her aid. “When I got there, I met a mammoth. My co-tenants were busy removing their children and property.
They started the rescue as soon as the fire broke out, but never bothered to inform me that our house was on fire. I tried to rescue our children, but I could not because the fire had covered our room. I heard the voices of my children shouting. But could not save the situation. I cried for help, but no one assisted me. “I forced myself inside the room when I heard my children crying for help, with the hope that I would bring out at least one or two, but I ended up being burnt by fire; so I ran out.” The woman revealed that as she was shouting, her husband arrived at the scene.
“When my husband arrived, we joined hands to rescue our children. He pushed the door, but the fire was too much; he tried to force himself through the window; yet he did not succeed. We called our children, but they did not answer us. When we tried and saw that there was no hope again, we fainted, having watched our five children, cash and other property ruined by fire. We were rushed to the hospital immediately and did not know what happened later,” she stated.

Mrs. Ikwuagwu stated that it was after some hours that she and her husband recovered from the shock. “When we recovered, we were asked to come to Kirikiri Police Station to make statement. Thereafter, we were asked to come and take our children for burial. So, we went to bury them at Trinity Cemetery, Olodi Apapa.” She revealed that before the fire disaster, her family had planned to travel home on December 22 for Christmas. “I do not know why this thing happened to us.

Why should our five children go like that? We were preparing to travel home on December 22 for Christmas. Now here we are. Where do we start and how far do I go from here? I know that it was not an ordinary fire. But, however, God will take control of the whole thing,” she lamented. Narrating what happened, Mr. Augustine Ikwuagwu, popularly known as Osuofia, said that when he arrived he tried his best to rescue the children, regretting that the fire had already taken over the entire compound.

He said: “On December 12, I went to my wife’s shop and saw my children sleeping and I asked my wife to take them home, which she did. We did not lock the children inside the house, as people are saying, rather. Our 12-year-old son, Chukwuemeka, took them home, and when the fire started, no one cared to call us and as a result, our children got burnt to death. We have three male and two female children and they died same day.

As it is, I have no house, no property and no child. People are saying that we locked the children inside the room and lighted a candle, but I am telling you that we did not lock them inside and we did not use candle at all; what we use was rechargeable lamp.” He also stated that the cause of the fire is yet to be known. “We are still surprised about how the fire started and up till this moment, we have not been able to know the cause of the fire. But God has the answer,” he stated. Mr. Ikwuagwu said the fact that they watched their five children suffer and died in the fire was the worst thing that has happened to him and his wife.

“I wanted to kill myself because I do not know where I am going from here. I do not think, I can cope because my entire life struggles are gone. After five children, we have decided not to bear children again. But now, we are starting again,” he lamented. He stated that since the incident, life has not been easy for his family, revealing that he and his wife are still receiving treatment in the hospital. “It has not been easy for us since then.

We have no child, shelter, clothes, money and property. Also, we have not recovered from the shock. So, anyone who knows what it takes to lose five children and everything should please assist us to come back to life. My wife’s spirit has gone down; she has been thinking of how to get another child,” Ikwuagwu lamented.

Source:  Sunnewsonline

Suspect Hides Cocaine Inside Dudu Osun Soap Tablets

SoURCE: UNILAG OLODO
An attempt by Olawole Akanle, 42, to smuggle 630g of cocaine hidden in six tablets of soap to the United Kingdom was recently aborted by law enforcement agents at the Murtala Muhammed International Airport in Lagos.
Akanle was about to board an Arik Air flight to London when he was apprehended by officials of the National Drug Law Enforcement Agency. Another suspect, Nicholas Ezika, who ingested about 62 wraps of methamphetamine weighing 1.130kg, was similarly arrested at the airport. He was en-route to Malaysia via Egypt Airline flight.
The NDLEA commander at the airport, Mr. Hamza Umar, confirmed the arrests. He said, “This is the second time we are detecting drugs concealed in soap this year. Although it was an ingenious plan, we were able to detect it. The suspects are said to have made confessional statements on their involvement, which is helping further investigation.” Akanle, who holds Nigerian and British passports, said, “I was born in London. I lived in south-east London until 2007 when I came back to Nigeria. I sell laptops, clothes and shoes to earn a living. I was contacted to smuggle the drugs by a friend. He told me that since I have a British passport and had lived there, it will be easy for me to handle. They also told me that the drug was neatly concealed. He promised to pay me £3,000 excluding all travel expenses. That was how I got involved.” An auto parts dealer at the Onitsha Market in Anambra State, Ezika blamed his predicament on the demolition of his shop. He said, “I am an auto parts dealer at Npkor, Onitsha. I was doing fine in business until my shop was demolished. After the demolition, it was difficult to take care of my wife and only child. I had no option of survival than to accept $3,000 to smuggle the drugs. I ingested the drugs at Onitsha and came to Lagos to board my flight to Malaysia. I was ignorant of the fact that drug offenders are liable to death in Malaysia. It was after my arrest that I discovered the risk involved in my action.”

In his reaction, the Chairman/Chief Executive of the NDLEA, Ahmadu Giade, expressed delight over Ezika’s arrest. He said, “I am very happy with the arrests, particularly that of the second suspect, Ezika. It is good that we detected the drug here. Apart from the death penalty he would have faced in Malaysia, we have also protected the image of the country from disrepute. I urge members of the public to join in the fight against drug trafficking and abuse. We have saved many young people from similar premature deaths and we hope to do more to protect lives in the days ahead.

Pete Edochie isn't dead

Contrary to rumour flying round that veteran Nollywood actor, Pete Edochie is dead, it has been confirmed that the actor is not dead as rumoured. We got from reliable sources who know the actor too well that the legendary role interpreter is hale and hearty. Though we were unable to speak with him directly, but we got from good authorities that the death hoax is totally false with no iota of truth in it.
This is not the first time Pete Edochie is being trailed with death news. In 2011, he was rumoured to be dead until he dispelled the rumour later on.

Costs Incurred in the Ongoing Calabar Carnival

We would all want to know how much was put into the ongoing Calabar festival. The Cross River Government spent over N1.5 billion on the going carnival in Calabar, the Chairman of the Cross River State Carnival Commission, Mr Gabe Onah, said on Thursday. Onah told the News Agency of Nigeria (NAN) in Calabar that the money was spent on facilities and logistics for the event.
The chairman said the amount went up because participation of local and foreign visitors had risen, compared to previous years.
He said that facilities provided at the carnival include pavilions for exhibitors, costumes and mobile toilets.
“There is adequate security in the state to erode the negative impression the foreigners have over the insecurity challenges in the country,” he said.
Onah said that part of the money was given to about 30,000 indigenes at the carnival, foreign artists and some other participants.
Many Brazilian dancers were imported for the carnival. The Brazilian imports were heavily photographed wearing two-piece bikinis.
He expressed the commission’s appreciation to core sponsors of the carnival for making the occasion a success.
“The entire indigenes are so grateful to our core sponsors and grateful for being part of promoting their lives and culture,” he said.
He thanked Gov. Liyel Imoke for his moral support toward making the carnival successful.
Onah urged government to support the organisers to ensure continuity. The carnival ends on Dec. 31.

A Touching story of Siblings Love

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have.

So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer.Father had discovered about the stolen money right away. He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand. 'Who stole the money?' he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, 'Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!' He lifted up the bamboo stick.

Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said, Dad, I was the one who did it!' The longstick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath.

After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, 'You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you are possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!' That night, my mother and I hugged my brother.

His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, Sis, now don't cry anymore.
Everything has happened.' I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years went by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me. That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old.

When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother, 'Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?' Mother wiped off her tears and sighed,' What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?' At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said, 'Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books.'

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. 'Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies!' And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, 'A boy has to continue his study; if not; he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. ' I, on the otherhand, had decided not to further my study at the university.

Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; 'Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you.' I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice.

That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old.With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university. One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me, 'There's a villager waiting for you outside!' Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar.

His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, 'Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?' He replied with a smile,' Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?' I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, 'I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?' From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip.

He put it on my hair and said, 'I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one.' I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old. I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned.

After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, 'Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!' But she told me with a smile, 'It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window.' I went into my brother's bedroom.
Looking at his thin face, I felt like hundreds of needles pricked in my heart. I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, 'Does it hurt?' I asked him.. 'No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet ...Even that could not stop me from working.' In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face.

That year, my brother was 23 years old;I was 26 years old. After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them.

He said, 'Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of Mom and Dad here.' My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the plaster cast on his leg, I grumbled, 'Why did you reject the offer of being a manager?

Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you - you are sufferinga serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?' With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, 'Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?' My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, 'But you lack in education only because of me!' 'Why do you talk about the past?' he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old. My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, 'Who is the one person you respect and love the most?' Without even taking a time to think, he answered,' My sister.' He continued by telling a story I could not even remember.

'When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far.

When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her.' Applause filled up the room.

All guests turned their attention to me. I found it hard to speak, 'In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother, 'And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again.

STORY MORAL: Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may means a lot.

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Covenant University expels 200 students for not attending Church service

in a new report by Vanguard, it is revealed that about 200 students may have been expelled by the authorities of Covenant University, Cannanland, Ota, Ogun State, recently for what was described as “disregard of paramount core values.”
Frustrated and angered by the development, some of the affected students who gave account of what happened battled emotions while narrating their situations to journalists. They however pleaded with the school authorities to tamper justice with mercy in order to save their future. Saturday Vanguard investigation revealed that out of the figure, about 126 were expelled for not attending the ‘departure service’, meant to sign off from the school after the end of the Semester and Matriculation of students on November 30. Five other students were thrown out for smoking while unconfirmed source said additional 60 got the same fate for violating other rules bordering on the University’s core values. A few others were given four weeks suspension for failure to sign the head count that was conducted a couple of weeks earlier.
A letter of expulsion signed by the Registrar, Ntia Ubong, a copy which was made available to journalists
`stated that the affected students contravened Chapter 1, section 30, page 40 of the 2010-2014 Student Handbook.
It is gathered that the massive expulsion was predicated on the anger of the Chancellor, Bishop David Oyedepo who was said to have been infuriated after seeing students loitering around when they were supposed to be at the Chapel for the Departure Service.
He was said to have personally chased students to the Chapel and ordered for a search into all the halls and colleges to fish out those who did not attend the service.
Several attempts to get the school authorities comment on the issue proved abortive. The Instituion’s Corporate Affairs Head, Mr Igban Emmaunel also refused to comment as calls pulled through to him were unanswered and text messages not replied.

Obasanjo joked about fire incident

Former President Obasanjo simply joked over the fire incident. The journalists who expected a briefing from former President Olusegun Obasanjo on the cause of the fire at his house got a shock as the former leader instead joked over the incident as a Boss.

After newspapers broke the story of the fire, Mr. Obasanjo started receiving phone calls from sympathisers, and welcomed the ones who rushed to the Abeokuta residence, the former president asked to meet with the few journalists present at the scene. The briefing by the former president was expected to dwell on the cause of the fire, which was put out by officials of the fire service. Instead, Mr. Obasanjo decided to make jest about the fire.
Speaking in Yoruba language, the former President told journalists to go to town and sing about the fire. "Go, go and sing to the whole world that "the Kings house that is gutted by fire only beautifies the house," - the former president said.
While journalists expected him to continue, Mr. Obasanjo simply dismissed the journalists after the statement. The former president’s hilltop mansion in Abeokuta, the Ogun State capital, was gutted by fire for over 30 minutes on Thursday before officials of the fire service put out the fire. Though no official cause has been given for the fire, it is supposed that the fire started from Mr. Obasanjo’s private office, a stone throw to his bedroom, before the security in the premises raised alarm, and the state fire service was contacted.

SOURCE:Talk of Naija

What happened at kOKO concert

SOURCE: The Netng

Most hypes don’t live up to expectations; no one knows why, but it just doesn’t happen.

Even the most optimistic of people who attended the Koko Concert at the ‘Eko Atlantic City’ on December 27, 2012, left the venue fuming or too exhausted to react to the poor turnout of events that took place.

The first of many problems was the distance from the Eko Atlantic entrance to the venue of the show – all of 20KM. While cars were getting stuck in the sandy ground and traffic was building up, eager fans decided to walk the distance hoping that their ‘endurance trek’ would be compensated with a good show.

For starters, D’banj and DKM Media deserve commendation for looking outside the overused and unnecessarily exorbitant Eko Hotel and Suites and using a new location, joining the likes of R28 & EME and Sound Sultan who have staged successful shows at Oceanview and Harbour Point respectively, as many industry players work to break Eko’s monopoly.

Koko Concert, which was meant to start at 7PM, kicked off at 10:24PM with comedians Baskethmouth and Bovi doing a tremendous job by keeping the crowd hyped up for the upcoming performances.

There were a few opening performances from Saeon, Flowssickk, DRB Lasgisdi, Ajebutter 22, Orezi, Omo Akin, Seyi Shay, Dpzzle, Burna Boy, Shank, Dammy Krane, Lynxxx and Ice Prince, who skipped out on the live band, embracing a CD -backed performance.

At 12:24am, the show host Idris Elba was introduced on stage. The UK actor was however not in his element, or rather, seemed not to connect with the crowd. It remained that way for the entire show.

But the hero of the day was UK rapper Tinie Tempah. The 24-year-old, who has Nigerian roots, was a show stopper; it might have taken a while before he came up on stage due to his crew fixing their equipment, but when his performance began, he commanded the stage.

Always urging the crowd to sing along with him as he performed hits like ‘Pass out’ and ‘Till I’m gone’; they surprised him by reciting (word for word) the lyrics of some of his songs. ‘I love you Lagos, thank you for supporting me’ said a visibly emotional Tinie, who was a late addition to the concert.

The buzz was however dampened with the next performance from G.O.O.D Music artiste Pusha T, who failed to coordinate or control the crowd with his performance. The decision of the organizers to bring a C-list Hip-Hop act to a concert headlined by a Pop artist seemed wrong from the very start. The former Clipse member’s performance proved this, as he received little or no cheer-support from the crowd.

Next up was Big Sean who managed to salvage the situation performing his popular songs ‘My Last’, ‘Dance (A$$)’, and ‘Mercy,’  occasionally putting his hands in his briefs. The crowd’s response was way better, as the young rapper energetically jumped around on stage, thrilling fans. After his set, he finally made an introduction for D’banj.

Then, the moment most had been waiting for arrived; D’banj making one of the most majestic intros, getting on stage with a golden robe adorned with a traditional crown. D’banj however made matters worse, delaying his performance with unnecessary banter, which only irritated most of the already-tired audience. He was, however, brave enough to use the live band, the first performer of the night to do so, performing songs like ‘Olorun maje’, ‘Suddenly’, ‘Oyato’ and more.

Between performances and romancing the VVIP crowd, D’banj brought on Naeto C, Kay Switch, Ikechukwu, J-Sol and Davido, with all the features being lacklustre. 40 minutes into D’banj’s performance, there was a mass exodus from the venue, leaving a quarter of the original crowd ending the show with D’banj as he finished up with ‘Oliver Twist’  his monster hit.

Wizkid and 2face,  who had been earlier announced to attend and perform at the concert were missing, while many guests, including Seyi Shodimu, Darey, and Banky W reportedly turned back, after trying for hours to get to the venue.

During the show, popular OAP Matse of Nigeria Info 99.3 commented on Instagram ‘At the Koko Concert. I swear getting a regular ticket is far better than VIP and VVIP. #KokoConcert #2012’.

Apart from the poor performances, the big fail for the Koko Concert was the logistics disaster, with traffic and access control, seating, in-venue shuttle topping the list. The VVIP area was so over-burdened, many guests who had paid for tables were seen loitering and complaining.

It didn’t help that apart from the thousands who witnessed the mishaps live, a live internet broadcast by GTbank’s Ndani TV helped show the shame to millions all over the world, with many giving real time negative feedback on Twitter and Facebook. D’banj trended for hours, with many Koko Concert related hashtags also trending locally on Twitter.

It is still a hot topic on Twitter with hashtags like #KokoConcert, #KokoConcertWalkofLife, #KokoConcertSurvivors becoming trends for the day. Fans are still talking about the show, describing their best performances and how they made it out of the venue.

No word yet from D’banj and his team.

For many who saw the show, getting back to their cars or to the main road (Ahmadu Bello) was a herculean task; disappointed fans bowed their heads and slugged their way in the heaps of sand as they dragged their tired bodies back home, some crying, others cursing, with another handful trying to push their stuck vehicles out of the sand.

For an artiste who had a fantastic run this year, building an international profile and doing Nigeria proud, it was a big shame for D’banj to end 2012 in utter ridicule, and it remains uncertain what his team will do to manage the mess generated by the events of last night.

Popular faces at the concert include Nigerian footballers  Austin ‘Jay Jay’ Okocha, Obafemi Martins, as well as DJ Caise, Tee A, Ebuka Obi-Uchendu, Eku Edewor, Vixen, 9ice, Ayo Animashaun,  Gbemi Olateru-Olagbegi, and many others.

Dbanj---How don Jazzy Betrayed me!!

"There’s an important person in that building, right?’ the cab driver asked. ‘Important musician?’

I nodded, too tired to let any curious driver drag me into a conversation.

He got the message and left me alone the entire drive from Canary Wharf to the London Marriot Hotel, in Grosvenor Square.

Then, as I got down to get my suitcase from the trunk, he gave me a knowing look, smiled, and said ‘are you the musician?’

‘Of course not’, I said to him, smiling this time. ‘The musician is in Canary Wharf, his name is D’banj’.

Silence. Confused look.

‘D’banj?’

Yes, D’banj. He’s big in Africa. You know ‘Oliver Twist?’

Silence again, then as his final ‘no’ came, I said ‘Google him.’

It was 4am on Saturday, April 21. I arrived in London eight hours earlier, and had spent almost all of that time chatting with D’banj, in his first interview with a Nigerian newspaper in a long time, and his first interview on the Mo’Hits brouhaha.

London is D’banj’s town. He’s performed there over and over, his single ‘Oliver Twist’ is on the A-list at Choice FM, and enjoys heavy rotation on other stations. A day before I came, he spent hours doing interviews at the Universal offices in Kensington. Some might hail D’banj as the man championing the gospel of ‘Afrobeats’ across the world. But, just like the cab driver, London does not yet know D’banj.

As we walk into the Choice FM building in the afternoon on Saturday, there are no heads turning or fans gazing. In fact, his lawyer, Elias, who wore a pair of loud snakeskin boots, attracted more attention than D’banj.

Who leaves a zone where they’re comfortable and celebrated; where they’re established and successful, for a place where no one seems to give the slightest care?

D’banj, that’s who.

The 31 year-old entertainer has spent nearly two years building structures he hopes will help take his music to new markets in Europe, and especially America. This move, he believes, cost him his friendship and business relationship with his long time partner Don Jazzy.

‘I’m a risk taker’, he says. ‘Life is all about risks. But you must never endanger yourself. I don’t endanger myself, which is why, even though I’m here, I’m still in Nigeria all the time, performing’.

With incredible energy, and the kind of passion that endeared everyone to him when he first moved back to Nigeria in 2005, D’banj says his deal with Kanye West is a case of ‘preparation meets opportunity’.

‘I pulled up with my entourage at the Emirates first class lounge in Dubai. We were returning from Scott Tommey’s birthday.  I came down with Bankuli, my P.A. Chuchu, and my business manager Chidi. My entourage was large and I was looking fly. One of the hostesses ran to me with a Kanye West placard. I said I’m not Kanye o – then I told my guys ‘Kanye is around so no dulling.’ Chuchu and Bankuli spotted Kanye walking in to check in. They went to him and he said we could come over’.

‘As they came, I had my iPad with me, and my headphones. First thing Kanye said was ‘I like your T-shirt’. I wore a Zara T-shirt and a D&G ring. He liked my appearance and said he’d give me 5 minutes. I told him ‘I played with you in Nigeria during NB PLC Star Megajam. I’ve done a song with Snoop and we’re going to shoot the video now. I’d like to play you my songs.’ I played Oliver, Scapegoat, and Fall in love. He was dancing. He removed the headphones and said ‘I don’t mean to sound rude, but if anyone has to bring you out in the states, it has to be me, not Snoop. He asked when I was going to be in the US, and  I told him I was going there that day. Then he asked who my producer was, and I said Don Jazzy. He said ‘come with him.’

Three months later, D’banj, Don Jazzy and their crew were in New York, where, according to D’banj, it took almost forever before they could establish contact with Kanye. ‘It was only an email address he gave us at the airport. So when we got to NY, we sent several emails but got no response. Not a single one.’

‘Then we met someone that knew someone that knew another someone and we got another email address. We sent several messages again, no response. Then Bankuli sent a final one saying, ‘we have been in New York for some time and sent several emails. We have waited long enough and are now on our way to do the Snoop Dogg video’

And then the reply came. ‘Sorry to have overlooked your earlier emails. Mr. Kanye would like to meet with you tomorrow.’

‘We didn’t believe it. Don Jazzy, who had been reluctant all along, still did not believe it. Even when we got there (Wyclef’s studio) the next day, he stood outside. When Kanye came I went to call him ‘Oya come now, come play am the music now’. It was difficult to believe it was real and it was happening. Then when Kanye came in, with the GOOD music acts, I was like, ‘wow’.

From there everything happened fast. Next they were meeting Jay Z, making a presentation to LA Reid (At Electric studios), and discussing contracts. But while the label offered him a traditional recording contract, D’banj opted for a joint venture agreement structured to guarantee three things: retaining full control of his materials in Africa, signing Don Jazzy on board (on behalf on Mohits USA), and, he says, bringing the Universal/Def Jam imprint to Africa.

‘I’ve always thought of how I can be a useful vessel to the industry. A friend and colleague always says to me:  ‘D’banj, you’re the Jesus Christ of the industry.’ So having ran Mohits for nine years, I already had plans of how we could blow Mohits up.  I had plans of expanding, and most especially, bringing hope to that 11 year-old kid somewhere in Africa who may never have had the opportunity to get signed to major labels’.

‘So it was not really just about me.  There’s a big market in Africa.  I said to them, ‘I’ve sold millions of records in Africa, we’ve done millions of hits with CRBT, and I’ve run the most successful label on the continent. You take care of the US, but let me take you to Africa.‘  And I’m happy to tell you that we’re doing that. D’banj’s album will be the first under Universal/Def Jam Africa, and we’re already putting all the structures in place’.

‘I’m a businessman.’ I learnt from my mom, who’s a very successful businesswoman. So having run and funded Mohits for nine years, I knew we had to move to the next level. And everything we wanted was happening. Finally we could take African music to the world.’

Just like the lyrics of the song, D’banj was an Oliver Twist. Here’s a guy who had conquered a continent; was sitting on the top three list, and making more money than anyone else in his category. D’banj was a big player in Nigeria, where there are over 150 million people; a big player in Africa, with over 850 million people. But he wanted to play big globally, with 7 billion people to grab from.

And that’s where the problem started. ‘Don Jazzy was no longer comfortable. You know, we were like fishes out of water, in this new system, starting all over again, like when we returned home in 2004.   I got him a place in the US, set up a studio there, just so he’d be comfortable and be able to work without going to hang around the studios. In one year Jazzy did not make a song. I said, maybe you want to go back to Lagos, you’ll get inspiration there?’ I was all about the work, I wanted us to make this happen, so we can bridge that gap and create a path for Africa. But Jazzy wanted us to go back home. And I understand. He’s my friend, my brother’.

‘But I never expected him to do what he did.’ He said to me in July last year ‘Let’s scatter Mohits. He told me there are two captains – two captains cannot be in a ship. I was like ‘that’s not possible, this is a marriage’. He said ‘then this marriage is no longer working’. I said then let’s go for counseling; I asked, so what happens to our children?’

Don Jazzy wanted Mohits, D’banj says. And that happened on April 16, 2012 – after months of a bitter feud, characterized by accusations and counter accusations, widespread speculation, leaked emails and failed reconciliation attempts.

‘You can see he has signed already’, he said, showing the agreement with Don Jazzy’s signature. ‘I have full rights to my catalogue and full ownership of my Koko Holdings, while he has full ownership of Mo’Hits, including the artistes and liabilities.’

Already judged guilty in the court of public opinion, and publicly disowned by his own boys Wande Coal and Dr SID, D’banj says he’s sad, but not bitter. Does he feel kind of lonely, alone in the cold?  ‘Asking me if I’m lonely because Wande or Jazzy has left me is like asking my first sister if she’s lonely now – she has two kids now, lives in Canada. Don Jazzy is still my brother – we just had to move on. We’ll still work together in future, same with my boys. In fact, just this week, he sent me the remix to Oliver Twist that we’re releasing in the UK on May 14. All the interviews I’ve had here, I kept hyping him. It’s already in my system – you know me, I’m a one-way soldier.  Jazzy is a very quiet person. Loyalty is key. My loyalty still lies in the friendship I had with him. He was cheated by JJC, and I was present. I swore never to cheat him. But I’d like to think our visions became different.

‘It was clear when we met that Jazzy wanted to be the biggest producer, I wanted to be the biggest African entertainer, not the biggest singer. I had my mind on money. In order to say I’m the biggest, I had to be the richest. So for a very long time, he was on the back end. He respected my act, I respected his music judgment. Every meeting that brought us money I went for. I’d say I need to confirm from Don Jazzy because that was the agreement, even though I knew it was my decision. First Glo deal was $500,000. That Landcruiser jeep was because of my demands. It was because of the skill and exposure that I used to bargain. I’m a businessman’

‘People say I’m less talented, I was known as a jester in the JJC squad. I’d make everyone happy and play the mouth organ, but I knew what I wanted. I decided to give Don Jazzy power in 2007 when we realized that after four years, they did not recognize us as a record label. We had signed artistes and done all this work. So we restructured, and restrategized. So I told him to chill, so he can be more respected and be the don. I’m older than him by one year, yet I respected him like a don. I remember when he came out at Ali Baba show, I knelt down for him, so people would say he’s the baba. All the talking in my ears and all, it was an arrangement. All the Soundcity advert and all, he did not tell me anything. It was all an arrangement.’

With his UK publicist Vanessa Amadi taking notes nearby, his manager Bankulli interjecting every now and then, and several legal documents surrounding us, D’banj spoke passionately of his former partner in the same way a man might go on about a cherished and respected, but estranged, lover. He’s on his sixth cigarette, and thinks the room is stuffy, even though no one complains. So he opens the sliding glass for ventilation. ‘Jazzy did his part’, he says, sitting down again and looking me in the face. ‘He made the music for nine years. But nothing stops him from making for twenty more years. We could have changed the formula. Why didn’t he want to change the formula? It was time to expand the business, Mohits was Motown reloaded. We always knew we would expand, he always said I had more swagger than anyone else he knows, And I know he’s one of the best producers in the world; we wanted to make Mohits the biggest in Africa. Other labels were springing up. So if we could conquer America, London when no one had done it before. Most of our people stop in Germany, or Paris. But this is America, this is the big league; it makes us the strongest, the biggest. We had already made the money. And who best to introduce me to the rest of the world? Kanye did not want to change anything about my music, my style of dressing, or my brand. It is God’s favour. But Jazzy was and is very scared. Something had worked for eight years, so he wanted to maintain the status quo. People are afraid to try new things.’

‘But’, he tells me, still maintaining eye contact while lighting another cigarette, ‘I’m not afraid. I’m a vessel that God is trying to use to help the industry. I’m a bridge. Once in a few years, one artiste comes from the UK to run the world, none has come from Africa. Fela was the closest. It’s been my own dream; I made my name from Nigeria, unlike Seal, Wale, and Tinie Tempah.  And I want to bring Universal, Def Jam and all to Nigeria. So if I can build that bridge, then we’re good, because it will give hope to the boys in Asaba, in Oshogbo that this thing is possible.’

The day after our Canary Wharf interview, we meet up at Highbury Islington, where he’s shooting a documentary and the promo for the Oliver Twist competition for the UK. D’banj’s new crew: Semtex (a white A&R rep from the label), Bankuli and Vanessa, are on the ground, working with the production team. ‘This is why we’re here o. This is the work’, he says as he invites me into the dressing room.

‘And when people say why am I not talking, this is why. I’m focused on making this happen. It’s more important for me to make sure I don’t disappoint all those who have invested in me; all those who believe in me and are supporting the movement, than to be fighting over who’s right or wrong. Even now that I’m talking to you, I don’t even know if I should be doing this interview.’

It’s very unexpected that D’banj – the super aggresive D’banj – is speaking in this manner. He has fought many battles, cut off many former friend-associates, ignored the Nigerian media, and reportedly humiliated several Mo’hits members, including Ikechukwu and Dr SID. Temperamental, often impatient, and vocal, those who know him will tell you the D’banj they know, is not the one that’s speaking.

So I ask:

The perception is that you’ve become arrogant, unreachable, proud. You’re not the D’banj we used to know; not the D’banj I used to know – and most people in the media will say this is true

Obviously people will say stuff – but this is me. I can’t keep up with everyone, no matter how much I try.  But I understand where I’m coming from. I cant forget my roots – all the interviews I had yesterday, I was ‘bigging up’ DJ Abass, he gave me my first show in London. You saw me giving Jazzy props in my interview earlier. That’s me. If I was arrogant I wouldn’t have been the one even chasing Jazzy around since he told me last July that he wanted to scatter Mohits. Last time I saw him was on February 19 at Irving Plaza. He didn’t support the show, and he only came on stage when SID and Wande were performing. I wanted peace.

And even my mom, who had supported us from beginning, who gave us the house we stayed in (in Michael Otedola estate, Lagos), the Previa bus we used and paid for Tongolo video, spoke to his parents last December; ‘this is what your son said o’. I remember my mom saying to me, ‘if you guys have been together all these years, and no wahala, then if you need to part, I hope there’ll be no wahala.’ She was very particular about that. I had enough proof to have come out and speak; this thing has been on for a long time, and we’re in April now. But I don’t want to cause any wahala. I don’t want to spoil anything. I don’t want trouble. Right now, I just want to be able to move on and do my business.’

That’s surprising, because when the leaked emails emerged, revealing private email conversations between the estranged partners, all fingers pointed at D’banj. Don Jazzy, a likeable celeb and social media addict, didn’t have anything to prove. D’banj was the one who looked bad, and, understandably, would want to make a move that could earn him public sympathy.

‘The signing (away of my shares in Mohits) was already being discussed before April 16. If I kept quiet from January till now, what would it benefit me to leak anything? Remember all the stuff about my password and all? We know where that was from, I really wouldn’t want to think it was from him, my brother, but it could be from anywhere, but I don’t want to call anyone’s name’

But were the emails forged?

Everything in those emails were facts. And I don’t even think the mails favoured me in any way. It’s not the exact mails that were sent and signed, but there were elements of truth in the mails that were published.’

Why did you tell Ebony you own Mohits?

My mom advised me not to speak. And the interviewer took it out of context. I co-owned Mohits.  We registered the business in 2004, and we owned it 50:50. So I spoke about that, but the interviewer took it wrong and the fans put pressure on them and they corrected it.

How about Sahara Reporters?

I never wanted to have any interview. It was on the eve of my US show. I was told I should do the interview, because they’re very troublesome. I had to do the interview for the sake of my show the next day. I was guaranteed that there’d be no politics questions. I had not been in the country. And I had been under pressure.  Sadly, when that happened and I was being attacked in the media, none of my guys came out to support me.

Looking at all this, what are your regrets?

The truth is that if nothing went wrong, you’d have still heard all this good news and Mohits would take the glory, I didn’t come out in eight years to say anything. Everyone made their contributions. There were no issues, as long as it worked. My mistake was thinking that we were one. People don’t question their brothers and sisters.

How do you feel about Wande Coal and Dr. SID taking sides with Jazzy?

I won’t be too quick to judge Wande Coal. I hear it was Jazzy that tweeted those Wande tweets. I don’t know how true that is, but I know he had our social media accounts. As at a month ago, I couldn’t access any of my accounts. My password was changed on Twitter and Facebook. Then Universal intervened. I’m about to be verified on Twitter now. I’m not really a social media person, so it was Don Jazzy and some of our other guys that were running it. Wande himself knows the truth. He cannot talk to me like that. The whole Mohits knew who ran the label businesswise. They knew who to come to when they needed to get money out, after we recorded the album. Who knows the factory where Dansa was made? But you will know the marketing manager. The car he’s driving, I bought him a brand new Prado from Phyllis and Moss after he crashed the car he won from Hiphop World awards. I bought six Range Rovers last year. I bought D’Prince an LR 3 last year, he crashed it, then I bought him a Range, and it’s true that I bought two Bentleys. Because of Jazzy. But after July last year, after the issue with Jazzy, I bought myself the Aston Martin.

You bought that? I thought that was a gift?

I bought it.

How were you able to fund all that?

In the last nine years, there are a few people and corporate bodies that God has helped me build relationships with, either individuals or banks, or even corporates that are involved in the growth of the industry. I’ve enjoyed their support, and even now that we’re going global, we’re pooling the funds together from all these places.

Could you possibly be Nigeria’s richest pop star? A billionaire?

Vanity upon vanity. Money is material. In terms of what we’re doing, you’ll call me a Trillionaire, because this vision is too big for only me. With the help of the industry, the government, people like you Ayeni, we will not only be billionaires, but trillionaires, and not just me, but every little kid that has same talent like Beyonce, or Nicki Minaj. And with the standard of the UMG worldwide, we can pass people out from our own Universal Music Group Africa, Universal Def Jam Africa, and everyone should jump on this ship with us. It’s not the Titanic.

There’s been a lot of confusion – what label exactly are you signed on?

My album comes out under my label/GOOD Music/Island Def Jam. I’m funding the D’banj album, in America, through GOOD Music/Island Def Jam. GOOD Music is Kanye West who is co-executive producing with me. The deal comprises of Island Def Jam, in US. But in UK, it is under Mercury. My first single will be released in Europe on May 14. My work will be released in Africa through Universal/Def Jam. We don’t have these structures in Africa, and they’ve seen how much money they’ve lost. They’ve seen what I’ve done with Mohits. I made my pitch to them; I’ve made them realize how much they were losing in the African region. Over 150m Nigerians, over 800m Africans. 2% of that is 8.5m. They were not making anything except from S.A, which has been the US of Africa. So we will be launching this label in Ghana, in partnership with Vodafone, launching in Nigeria in partnership with MTN. Def Jam Africa will be up soon; Kenya, SA, and North Africa will follow.

Why are you risking all this? What if you burn your fingers and lose everything you’ve worked for?

Lose out?  Well, I am happy I even have something to risk. To whom much is given, much is expected. Look at Steve Jobs, Bill Gates, Jay Z, Kanye West, these people take it to the max, take it to where they believe that they can push it to. In the first instance, coming back to Nigeria with Jazzy was because I was a risk taker. And I wouldn’t say I’m throwing everything away. I would say I’m putting everything back in, in order to rip into the future. I get a broadcast from Tonye Cole everyday. He says when you tell people this your vision, know that it’s not for you alone – it’s for everyone. It’s like what Fela did. If what I’m doing doesn’t work, but sows that seed that will germinate in three, five years, it means my name will be written in gold.

Some people have tried this before you, unsuccessfully. Do you have doubts and fears  sometimes?

My last album was in July 2008 – no album in four years and I know what I still command in those four years. The momentum for me to be able to do this is because I see how much it took me, I saw the benefit, it’s God, and the favour of the relationships we’ve built. Plus, I don’t take no for an answer, I don’t take negativity. It will work in Jesus’ name. If not, I wouldn’t have landed in the UK and hear Oliver Twist on the radio. Nor would I be in the mainstream media with them saying I’m pioneering afrobeats. I said to them ‘Oh hell no, that’s Fela’s music. Fela is the legend.’ So I pray to God – I beg my fans, it‘ll be good to do half a million downloads. It’s possible, it’s a different market. Platinum in UK is 300,000. I believe with the support of my people in Redding, Coventry, Dusting, Hackney, Thamesmead, Abbeywood, we can do it.’

And so, as I say my goodbyes and flag down the cab that’ll take me to Heathrow Airport, I can’t help thinking out loud: should one man sacrifice the wishes of the collective on the altar of ambition and material wealth? But then, what should be expected of the man whose dreams and ambition grow beyond those of other – possibly myopic-  members of the collective: should an individual sacrifice his personal desires; derail his destiny, so to speak, in the interest of the collective?

In all of this, faithfulness and loyalty have been brutally murdered. And the jury is still out on who pulled the trigger.

Letter to God:let my mother die

Dear God,

The New Year (2013) is moments away. I thank You for the ending year. As we begin another year of wishes, I write these with a hurting heart on behalf of my brothers and sisters whom  I love dearly and pray that you would this year, soonest too, end the life of our terminally ill mother. The new year would be the fifth season of her being paralyzed by stroke, bedridden, sore, daily agony of pain, torture and hopelessness. Our mother is weaker at each sunrise and helpless at every sunset. She is waiting to die in the most undignified and traumatic circumstance. No family deserves this endless days of sorrow, watching their loved one, especially their mother, being ravaged and tortured by the illness. She is not able to help herself with basic necessities of everyday living: she needs assistance with feeding, bathing, bowel movement and living. She is incontenent.
Our mother, ‘Mama Reggie’ as she is affectionately called, was blasted by stroke in June 2008. The first stroke partially paralyzed her face and her right brain, numbing her right arm and leg. Through intensive care, we were able to reposition her shifted face and restore some feelings to her arm and leg. We also continued medical treatment as recommended by doctors in Lagos. Medically, a stroke patient has a four hour period to get to a hospital in order to regain almost all body normalcies. That medical miracle would never work in a place such as Lagos, a city with the highest number of undisciplined motorists and road users deliberately responsible for preventable traffic gridlocks in that city.

God, in August, ‘Mama Reggie’ had a second stroke attack. Three days after the incident, my elder sister, Buchy travelled to the village to tell our dad that his wife of nearly 48 years had suffered another stroke. On the evening of August 28 after dinner, Buchy painstakingly informed our father of mama’s fate: he screamed and retired to bed. The next morning, he was found gasping on the floor of his bedroom: few minutes after they rushed him to the village clinic, he died!.Six months after Papa died, I returned home to begin burial passages for him. The family had kept my dad’s death from our mother. I did not agree with this decision. I wanted them to inform her because if the shock of papa’s death was going to end her life then, I needed for that to happen so I could bury them within days. But my family over ruled my ‘western reality’. They pleaded that there were hopes Mama Reggie would break from stroke and live normal again. I didn’t want to dash their hopes, so I respected their wishes and queued into their game plan of keeping the news out of her ears. When I visited her at my younger brother’s house , Dennis, at Satellite Town, she wanted to know why I was visiting again since it had been just less than a year when I came to Nigeria. I told her that her husband was also ill and I had returned to care for them.

The family held meeting thereafter. I opted for an aggressive medical treatment but my family argued we had been trying orthodox medicine that didn’t work. Someone had recommended a traditional healer of stroke disease in a remote town near Ubulu Okiti, Delta State. Arrangements were concluded before my arrival to take our mother to this village for immediate treatment.  The only thing needed was financing from me. I reluctantly signed on but warned that if her condition didn’t improve within six months, I would cancel all trial and hearsay native doctor treatments.  Two days later, I chartered a vehicle to transport our mother and my younger sister, Nwanne, to this village for experimental traditional herbal treatment of stroke.
After our father was buried, I returned To the United States to begin mourning and regrets of separation from my 18 year marriage. Life was rubbishing me.  Daily existence and the depressions of life flogged me from all corners. Briefly, I abandoned the care of our mother to Buchy and other members of the family. I needed to rescue myself from the torments of separation and being a stranger to my children.Through these times, Buchy carried on with the care of mother. She also, alongside our aunt and uncle’s wife formally told our mother that dad had died. Our mother went through various native treatment homes and villages. Every stranger or human that cared would hear of an extra ordinary healer, and then recommend we tried that. Buchy would rush mother to the new healer but the end result was the same. The family is frustrated. Our mother has become a guinea pig for unorthodox failed faith and herbal healing and traditional medicine: we have tried all faiths and cures. Mama is still paralyzed and in vegetative state. No one should live this way. No human should go through this daily gruesome punishment. Our mother is a beautiful human, a care giver to others, a devoted mother and wife loved by other members of the family and the village. Today she remains useless, in absolute pain, helpless, barely audible and dependent on the mercies of her care giver and us: she has also become a poster child of failed spiritual and orthodox Nonsense. Every day, she lives inhumanly and humiliated.

Her ailment has challenged us his children financially and emotionally. Occasionally we had come close to heated disagreements but the bond foundation that our parents laid in the beginning has kept us from falling apart. We have found some ways to stick and stay together, agreeing that it’s time we ask you, our merciful God to please end her suffering on earth. Let our mother depart from here to a better comfortable and dignified place. Please give her eternal rest this year.  She has no reason to live in pain and penury any longer. She has earned the privilege to live in you righteously, humanly and comfortably. God, give our mother eternal peace Now.

SOURCE: Azuka Jebose

Davido got Slapped at Elegushi, Voodoo Lounge

The Omo baba olowo has earned himself another slap from King Saheed Elegushi.
It all went down at the afterparty of the Dynamix awards which took place at Voodoo lounge, Elegushi beach.
A reliable eye witness stated that B-Red was heavily Drunk and was arguing with the King when Davido move forward to touch the king,In a flash the monarch delivered a hot #Defjam on davido's Face and they were mercilessly beaten including Davido’s Bouncer by the Elegushi guards.
Davido & B-Red amidst Others later Prostrated & Apologized to King Saheed when they were Corrected by a member of the Crew.
He just never stays outta troubles. Poor him. I happen to like him:(

My Boyfriend of 11 years is married in Nigeria

Errr, I have been with my boyfriend for almost eleven years and I love him very much. I am African American and he is Nigerian (Igbo) he inspired me to go back to school when I first met him, now I am an RN. He happens to be a doctor here in US. We have gone on many trips but none to Nigeria. I have never met anyone from his family and he has a sister that lives about 30Min away from him whom he says he is not close with.

I spend quite a bit of time at his home but he has never left me alone there nor do I have a key, but he doesn't have one to my place either. About 7 years ago he told me his sisters didn't approve of our relationship and we decided to end it we both hugged and cried. I was devastated, Three months went by and he called me telling me he loved me and missed me and didn't want to lose me. So, During this time a friend of mine told me she sees him and another women at the post office together. So about 2 weeks later he showed up at my door and we went to dinner to talk and ended up being intimate that night. That same night I noticed a ring on his finger and Said what did u go and get married and he said no it was a gift his sisterbought him and since I have never seen it again.

Since we got back together back in 2007 he has consistently tried to get me to give him a baby, but i refuse. My daughter has often said she thinks he is married and I feel it is true,he goes home once a year for 6 weeks. I have asked him and he denies it. So, recently I was on his computer at his home and it got a virus, I told him I would take it the following day to the computer store to get it removed. I know if you look for stuff u will find it.

Well, I was on his computer and I opened up 2 files and one was a marriage certificate from the church in Nigeria (Enugu) and it was dated 2007 and the other was a passport showing his true age he is 10 years older than he told me he was which I'm ok with the age but why lie and married. I am torn and why doesn't his wife live here? I need advice, I so love this man and he babies me and is so affectionate. Who can live a double life and what if I would have had a baby, he is not going to leave his wife. Help!!! I was 27 when I met him and thought he was 31 years.

The owner of the Mansion Chris Brown stayed

We all have questions about the mansion Chris Brown stayed in right? Well the house which is located on Banana Island, Ikoyi belongs to oil magnate Sayyu Danta. Sayyu is  Africa’s Wealthiest Man Aliko Dangote’s cousin. Dantata owns MRS Petroleum.

Got sacked for telling my Boss's wife to close her legs

My name is Andrew, a 27 year old graduate of business admin, i am currently working under my boss as his P.A, I've been a honest guy whilst working for him, this has brought us more closer. He was more a friend to me than a boss.

This closeness got to a level that i advice his wife about what is right to do, and when she's bothered she won'thesistate to seek my counsel. I never in my wildest imagination believe that i could cross my limit when I saw my boss' wife sitting with mini skirts with her legs open, someone could have a clear vision of the structure of her........., I, feeling that i could be doing right by teaching her some simple manners, told her 'to sit well', i don't know whether she pretended not to understand what i meant or she didn't actually but she ask what i meant by 'sit well', i told her to 'close her legs', now she got what i was saying and i could see some form of embarrassment written on her face, but I rendered warm apology, but she had no problem with me.

It was my boss who came out with wearing a sad look on his face, i went to him and enquired the reason for the sadness, but i got a reply of 'just leave you bastard'. I knew he wasn't joking when he ordered the security to push me out even with me still wondering what was going on. The next day in the office, i got my sack letter with him giving me a farewell word, 'i know you've seen everything you've been longing to see, go and have a better view of ya mother's.

WAS I REALLY WRONG? Please Advice.

SOURCE:DATE360

SSS arrests Okonjo's abductors in Bank

Operatives of the State Security Service, SSS, have arrested six of the abductors of Prof. Keneme Okonjo, mother of the Coordinating Minister of the Economy and Minister of Finance, Dr. Ngozi Okonjo- Iweala. Okonjo, wife of the Obi of Ogwuashi-Ukwu, Prof. Chukwuka Okonjo, was kidnapped on December 9, 2012 at the palace of the traditional ruler.

However, through concerted efforts of the combined security agencies in the country, the victim was released on December 14. But in a bid to unravel those behind the kidnapping, arrests were made by the police, Army and men of the SSS.

Last week, 63 of the suspects earlier arrested by the Army were released unconditionally when their culpability could not be established. A competent source at the SSS told National Mirror yesterday that six of the real suspects had eventually been arrested in Asaba, Delta State, and might be flown to Abuja today.

The source also confirmed that a N40m ransom was actually paid for the release of the 82-year- old retired professor of Sociology.

Explaining how the suspects were arrested, the source said: “The N40m, which was paid to the kidnappers was marked money from the Central Bank of Nigeria, CBN. “What happened was that the money was paid on Wednesday by our men and by Thursday, two persons had gone to the Nebisi Road branch of an old generation bank to deposit N15m out of the money.

Because it was marked money, they were promptly arrested. “Our men were able to track four of the kidnappers with the aid of the two persons. Right now, we are on the trail of the remaining four suspects.

“The six suspects are supposed to be brought to Abuja tomorrow (today) to face further interrogation.”

Asked why the operatives were not able to arrest the suspects the time they came for the money, the source explained: “Don’t forget that as at that time the woman was still with the kidnappers and they could decide to kill her if they suspect anything phony. “Our major concern then was to ensure that the woman regained her freedom and was not harmed in any way.

In fact, that was the point the minister kept hammering to us. “She said that we should do everything possible to secure her mother alive, even if it meant paying whatever ransom the kidnappers asked for. “If you know how this is done, once they came for the money, we knew that the game was up for them. We knew that we must get them unless they would not spend that money in Nigeria.”

SOURCE: Uilag Olodo

Who is winning? Dbanj or Don-jazzy

After the separation of Don Jazzy and D'banj, you'll agree with me that life has been smiling on one party better than the other. Fans have missed the combination of the duo on stage and the intro of "Its Don Jazzy Again" which D'banj yells in every of his songs. However, as 2012 rolls to an end, the question of who is on the winning side is on the lips of loyal fans and friends of once upon a time best of friends.

With Mavin, Don Jazzy's new record label with a formidable line up of artistes including Dr Sid, Wande Coal, D’Prince and surprisingly, Tiwa Savage, Don Jazzy has maintained his fans and popularity. Don Baba J has also won a couple of awards this year, had brand endorsement, bought a new house and also float a Nite Club. No doubt, 2012 is a good year for Don Jazzy.

For D'banj, it's unarguable that 'Koko Master', is getting the needed international exposure with his hit track, 'Oliver Twist' which sold over 15 million copies worldwide, and also spent weeks on most world's popular music charts. He won a couple of International awards, got brand endorsements, performed at big concerts, launched a nightclub named 'One Eleven'. More over, unlike D'banj of Mo' Hits, 'Eja Nla' as he's now fondly called, had couple of successful music collaborations that confirmed his dominance in Africa/ Nigeria music scene. While D'banj's new singles are enjoying massive airplay, those who have good listen ears affirmed that D'banj has improved in his delivery. What a beautiful year also for the Koko Master, who has moved on with his own record label.
With the brief comparison above, who is on the winning side?

Funke Akindele's Hubby, Almaroof Welcomes 6th Child From 2nd Wife

Going by report reaching us, Fadekemi, the second wife of Almaroof Oloyede, who is the husband of top Nollywood actress, Funke Akindele, has been delivered of a baby boy.

Aproko247 reported that Fadekemi gave birth to the child some days ago and the father is over excited about the arrival of the new born baby to the family at this festive period. The mother and child were also reported to be in a stable condition. 

Earlier in the year, it was reported by a popular Lagos soft-sell magazine, E247 that Almaroof was expecting a sixth child from Fadekemi, who was then reported to have been devastated by the news of her hubby planning to get married to Funke at that time.  She was reportedly advised to leave the country for Dubai or LOndon in order to save herself from the trauma of seeing her husband getting married to another woman while she was still pregnant at that time.

Source: APROKO247

Dbanj shuns Don jazzy at Rhythm unplugged

It is obvious that the disagreement between these two once upon a time best of friends is yet to be settled. Don Jazzy announced last week that he was opening a night club almost immediately; the Koko Master announced that he was going to open a night club as well.Many artists who came on stage last night/early this morning to perform at the rhythm unplugged kept hailing Don Jazzy who sat the V.I.P but when D'banj mounted the stage during Kswitch's performance neither him nor his brother took notice of Don Jazzy's presence but just kept performing

Merry xmas family,Friends and Fans. God bless yo

Hello everyone, Christmas is the biggest festival for the year. Its Seyitan saying Merry Christ to you all. God bless you and keep you.. 


 

Lagos Bus Driver killed Today In Struggle With LASTMA Officer

The LASTMA officials tried to seize the deceased car. A commercial bus driver, Isaac Popoola, died on Monday after a fierce struggle with an officer of the Lagos State Traffic Management Authority, LASTMA.

The 54-year-old breathed his last after the traffic officer allegedly hit his head on a metallic part of the bus as they struggled for control of the steering wheel.

Witnesses said that the bus left Egbeda/Akowonjo at around 6 a.m. on its way to Oshodi when a LASTMA patrol van pulled up in front of the vehicle as they approached Oshodi.

“Two officers approached the bus and one told the driver to come down and he refused. So they began to struggle,” a witness said.

The bus conductor ran into the nearby Mosafejo police station, and before he returned, his driver’s lifeless body was resting in the driver’s seat.

And a little crowd, which had gathered during the scuffle, had seized the officer.

At the Area F Police Headquarters, Ikeja, Mr. Popoola’s lifeless body lay in his bus with Lagos registration number XL166SMK. His colleagues and family members gathered around the bus; the wife’s periodic cry shattering the stillness of the afternoon.

“He is very gentle, humble. I don’t know why the LASTMA man killed my husband. Now I’m a widow,” said Dupe, the deceased’s wife, who stated that she was preparing to go to her shop when someone broke the news to her via a phone call.

“From where will I start? My children do not have father again. Who’s going to render the help? Very terrible, I can’t bear it. Who’s going to help me?” Mrs. Popoola said.

LASTMA have quickly disowned the alleged perpetrators of Monday’s fatal incident.

While naming Adesanya Olatunde and Ogunride Oludele as some of the culprits, the agency stated that the officers “acted on their own” and flouted operational guidelines.

“Adesanya was later identified by the Provost Marshall of the agency and handed over to the police while Oludele, who was reported to be off duty as at the time of the incident, was still at large,” Babatunde Edu, the General Manager of the agency, said in a statement.

“Effort is on to arrest other suspects connected with the incident,” he added.

Kim Kardashian and Kanye west in black as they prepare to spend Christmas together

Kanye and Kim Kardashian will be spending their very first Christmas together as the rapper has agreed to join the Kardashians at their home in Los Angeles for this year's celebrations.

Nigerian Blogger and fast rising Rapper wed.

Nigerian blogger, Chioma Onwuta, the CEO of the up to the minute blog, Chizys-spyware.blogspot.com, married fast rising rapper, Chima Michael Kallys, popularly known as "Playbuoy" on Saturday December 22nd at the Chapel Of Christ The Light, Alausa Ikeja, Lagos. The reception followed at Goshen Hall Events Center Ikeja.
According to the blogger - the ceremony was a combination of a historic church, a swanky reception and the most important element of all – a couple in love! The couple were a perfect representation of elegant sophistication as they said “I do”.
Happy married life to Chizy and Chima. God bless your Union and it shall be fruitful in Jesus Name.

Banky W is very much available ladies...

Banky W granted an interview recently and said he is single and available. Read what he said;
The truth is that in my business it is very hard to find somebody, because of what is going on now and how fast your life is. Everyone is asking, even my parents are asking where is the girl; but hopefully, I will find the right person soon. It is not something I am afraid of, it’s not something I am running away from, it will definitely happen.
I am single and available.
Oh well....there we go ladies, Mr Capable is single and available.

What more do you want from him?

DavitzInc: Where Chris Brown stayed............Dope!!!

DavitzInc: Where Chris Brown stayed............Dope!!!: Whose house is that? The singer who is used to big mansions in the US was wowed by the size of the house he stayed in while in Lagos a few...

Where Chris Brown stayed............Dope!!!

Whose house is that? The singer who is used to big mansions in the US was wowed by the size of the house he stayed in while in Lagos a few days ago. He posted photos of the house on his Instagram page with the caption - *This house I'm at in Nigeria is big as f**k!*, Really the house is cool.

Breezy follows Wizkid

Chris brown followed wizkid on instagram!let's be expecting a collabo soon :D

IYANYA,DBANJ,YVONNE and POKO lady(TONTO DIKE)

We all know the Kukere hit-maker Iyanya has been in the news recently for all sorts of things.

Well, he spoke on basically everything in a recent interview with BellaNaija.

Excerpts From The Interview Below!

- What is the meaning of Kukere?

It means: don’t worry, don’t think.

- Kukere became even more accepted when you did a remix with D’Banj. Why did you choose him to remix that track with you and what was it like working with D’Banj?

I chose D’Banj because for me he is my role model right now. D’Banj has proven that Nigerians can rule the world.

I travel out and I see the impact that he has all over the world; I’m not just saying London or America but everywhere. D’Banj is a big brand. Working with him has not been as hard as people think it would be.

As big as he is, he is very willing to listen to me. Everything that he did on the track, he wanted to have my own opinion, he wanted me to be comfortable with it.

Working with him was a blessing and it really showed me a whole lot of things.

- Some weeks ago, Ghanaian actress Yvonne Nelson tweeted about someone who cheated on her adding that she had broken up her relationship with the person. It was reported on several platforms that you were the one she was referring to. Is that true?

She didn’t mention my name so I don’t know anything about it. I’ve never told anyone that I was dating anybody.

Whatever you are hearing out there, you didn’t hear from me so I have nothing to do with anything that is happening.

- The media speculation of you being in a relationship with Yvonne was triggered by certain events. You’ve been seen around town with her and you used her name in one of your songs to mention a few.

I’m cool with Yvonne.

Apart from the fact that I mentioned her name in my song, she is a wonderful person. She is one of the nicest, coolest people that I know. The same with Tonto.

They are two people I respect a lot. I appreciate their hardwork and they are doing very well in their field.

- Around that period, someone tweeted at you saying “You must be a fool for dumping Yvonne for Tonto” and your reply was “thanks”. It sort of implies that the person was right.

No, it didn’t imply that the person was right. It is unfortunate that whoever the person was does not even know the truth of the situation.

Most of the people on Twitter don’t know the truth about things they hear. I just said “thanks” because I felt like “why would somebody say something like this when the person does not even know the truth?”

It just means the person has so much pain so instead of me to start a fight with the person, I had to thank him or her.

It could just be us having fun. It could just be the media having fun. Everything happening right now could just be a lie.

Tell me about your upcoming album and when would it be released?
It’s called Iyanya Versus Desire and it should be out in March 2013. Iyanya is the guy you guys have made, the Kukere guy. Desire is the R&B guy.

I’ve got a lot of songs recorded already. I’ve been working for the last one year.

After Kukere, I realized that if I don’t put in the work, people would call me a one-hit wonder. I have a song with M.I, a song with Flavour and a whole lot more.

Omotola Jalade falls flat at the airport

A-list Nollywood actress, Omotola Jalade-Ekeinde, had a nasty experience at the Lagos Airport recently, during one of her frequents in and around the country. According to the mother of four, who recently kicked off filming her reality show, she fell face flat, because she couldn't use the elevators which were not functioning.

“So happy to be back in Nigeria! Wasn't happy to fall face flat at D Airport though! Escalator not working? #Aviation minister what’s up wit that?” she asked in her tweet. “So hoping nobody got a picture of that fall"!