its probably funmi who shot d terrorists

donkross1:
choose one joor

choose for me.

Damien's uncle or the Army General....btw nice 1 dear

Well done Dioxi feeling your hand work

Na bush hunters come save them

saxwizard:


seconded

thirded

Its my birthday, can i get some likes

Waw......this one is strong

:Dthank God u're back.....i tink its d general it cud also be mustapha's handler

Ride on dioxidane d'boss. I dey gbadun ur story

Nice story

Good, very good.

I dey feel this story to d fullest.. thumb up op.

I dey feel this story to d fullest.. thumb up op.

nice jab my bro......na general be dat ooo

Update please

Contd.

'Where am I? Who are these people?', Funmi wondered as she gradually opened her eyes. She saw the blurry outlines of a wooden ceiling and then what looked to her like two women in abayas came hovering over her.

"She's awake now", she heard one of them say.

"She's awake?", she thought, "what happened to me??"

She blinked her eyes a few more times and the picture became clearer. She remembered it all. She remembered that she was still in the Taliban camp and that she must have fainted.

"How are you feeling now?", she heard the older of the two women ask her.

Funmi looked towards the direction of the women standing beside her and noticed that the one talking to her was a doctor, or she looked like one. She tried opening her mouth to respond, but she realized her throat was so dry.

"Wa-te-r", she managed to utter.

A bottle of water was brought and the woman who looked like a doctor opened it and brought it to her mouth. She raised her up a little bit to allow free flow of the water to her system.

"Take it slowly", the woman said to her.

Funmi drank the water slowly. It was cold and refreshing.

"What happened?", Funmi managed to ask as she regained her composure.

"Are you hungry?", the woman asked as she ignored Funmi's question.

Funmi thought about it, then she nodded. The woman signaled the other woman and she went out and came back in almost immediately with a tray in her hand.

The tray was set before Funmi and on it was a plate containing rice and meat, some slices of water melon and a bottle of water.

"Please eat", the woman said to her.

"Where am I? What happened?", Funmi asked her again. The woman ignored her once again, standing up from the bed and leaving her alone in the room, as the second woman had earlier left.

Funmi looked around the room, trying to take it all in. The room was plain, with just a bench at the side and the bed she was lying on. The floor was made with cement, but there were already cracks and holes on the ground. The ceiling was wooden, but there were several patches of water-soaked parts, obviously from rain. The door was shut, but she was sure there were guards standing outside.

Funmi was hungry. Very hungry. She couldn't remember the last time she ate, and as she felt her wrists, they looked so frail and tiny. She decided to eat. 'At least if they wanted to kill me, they should have done that since, and definitely not with food poisoning', she thought.

As she took the first spoon, chewed and realized that the food was tasty. She took the second spoon, and the third. She realized she was rushing the food and then she slowed down. She had since lost her sense of taste, but she was gradually getting it back.

As she finished eating, she began munching on the slices of water melon when she heard the sound of someone walk in. She looked up and realized it was Al-Zawari, and her heart skipped. She immediately stopped eating.

"Please continue", she heard him say. But she couldn't continue eating, she continued staring at him.

"Should I go back and come when you are done?", Al-Zawari asked.

"What do you want?", Funmi asked him.

"To talk", he replied.

"About what?", she asked again.

"Just talk...", he replied.

"Look, after the misery you've caused me, I have nothing to say to you, at least nothing good, so please, just go."

"I'm sorry you had to go through all these, it was all for the cause", Al-Zawari said.

"What cause?!", Funmi flared, "What does kidnapping me have to do with any of this?? You kill and maim people, innocent people, including women and children, because you believe in a preposterous cause??"

Al-Zawari laughed. "A preposterous cause you say? That's a first", he said, "you obviously have no idea what we are fighting against."

"Oh, you mean I don't know you are fighting against the propagation of western education, that you kidnap people, bomb people, innocent people, who do not believe or share your ideologies? Excuse me, but I believe I have a fair idea of what you are fighting against", Funmi said as she crossed her hands on her chest.

"You see, now we are talking", Al-Zawari said and smiled, "now the obvious question should be what is our cause? Why are we fighting? What are we fighting for? Am I correct?"

"Wrong! My questions would be: First. Why do you kill innocent people, including women and children, helpless people who have no business with your cause". Funmi made the quote sign in the air by curving the index finger and middle finger of both hands and raising them, when she said the word "CAUSE". "My second question is: Why do you target your own people?l People you profess the same religion with, people you share the same geographical location with, people you speak the same language with? It baffles me", Funmi said, shaking her head.

Al-Zawari scoffed and sat on the bench in the room.

"Like I said, you have no idea what we are fighting against. For the record, our group didn't begin the opposition of westernization and western education. Other prominent politicians and academicians have done so in the past, but perhaps they were not vocal enough that's why the trend continued. The British colonial masters brought upon us a system which has taken a position against Allah and made materialism and hedonism the ultimate in life and this has subverted our traditional Islamic values and replaced morality, that sense of right and wrong which only consciousness of Allah confers, with materialism which they are mostly concerned about. This has become totally unacceptable to us and we just had to fight against it."

Funmi stared at him as he spoke with so much passion and conviction.

"You seem to be a very intelligent lady. Of course, why wouldn't you, since your father is very rich and he can afford to send you to school. What of the thousands of children who have no rich parents to send them to school and whose government, who is supposed to provide and protect them, refused to do anything to provide succor for them? What happens to those ones?"

"What has that go to do with the killing and maiming people?", Funmi asked with a frown on her face.

"Let's just deviate a little. I'm trying to give you insight as to how all these started. So answer my question.", Al-Zawari said.

"I still don't understand what this has got to do with what you are doing?"

"Just answer the question. What happens to those children who have poor parents and whose government don't provide for?"

"The last time I checked, since the beginning of time, there have always been rich and poor people, so I don't see why people should use being poor as an excuse not to make use of good opportunities that abound around them. Besides, especially here in the north, the government have tried really hard in providing good infrastructures, some of which you've destroyed, in ensuring that people get free education."

"As compared to what?", Al.Zawari asked.

"I don't understand."

"Do you know how much the government makes in revenue annually? Do you know how much is lost annually due to embezzlements and siphoning of government funds?"

"So some individuals in the government siphon funds meant for the populace, how does that relate to western education?", Funmi asked.

"Don't you see", Al-Zawari continued, "if not from educational institutions, where then is this decay and corruption coming from? It is the western educational system that has gradually and subtly eroded our values and this has initiated us into a virulent materialism which has weakened our social fabric and crippled our socio-economic and political progress. This has resulted in the concentration of the wealth of the country among members of the political elite, mainly the Christian south of the country. The only way we as a people can escape from this culture of corruption and decay is to remove every form of westernization among our people, thereby restoring our core values and culture buried in our abandoned and forgotten history."

"In order words, you establish an Islamic State", Funmi chipped in.

"Exactly!", Al-Zawari said in excitement, as he felt she was finally understanding him.

"But you still haven't answered my question. Must you kill innocent people to make your point?", Funmi quipped.

"You must understand", Al-Zawari continued, "that we didn't start out as a violent group. Our former leader established a group that took care of the poor ones, the homeless ones, people who the government were supposed to be taking care of but who were not. He spoke against the corruption eating deep into the system. And what did they do to him? They killed him! Like he was an animal! Because he didn't understand the language of the government. Force! And that is what we are changing!"

"By killing innocent people?!", Funmi shot back.

"You say they are innocent", Al-Zawari continued, "but they are not. Anyone who abandons the prescription of Allah as stated in the Sharia law is not fit to live."

"Even children?", Funmi asked.

Al-Zawari was about speaking when one of his lieutenants walked in. "They are ready", the lieutenant said to him. Al-Zawari nodded and stood up from the bench he was sitting.

"Hold that thought", he said to Funmi, shaking his index finger at her direction, "we would continue this discussion."

Funmi nodded and lay back on the bed as he walked out of the room...

T.B.C...

As usual guys, you know the drill. Your 'comments', 'like', 'shares' are very much appreciated... Have a lovely and blessed week ahead of you.

Hmm... Educating...

Bros I hail o! Ride on ...

You are still the best

Dioxidane! I repeat, make sure your story does'nt just end here. We want to see it on SCREEN. Nice work bro.

I'm really encourage

The last update gives us a stanchion stance which our dear fummi displayed against the terrorist, and every sane individual must admit that she argued convincingly. The alqha and omega of this characters Dioxidane, I throway salute o.

I can't hold it back anylonger! I must confess, this write up wows me always: the way the characters act; the content of their speech and lots more are jaw dropping! Bro,please,come and update and teach me how you have come up with this superb story!

cherrybrown:
You are still the best

you too like action movie

heatflux:
you too like action movie

Hahahaha I hardly watch Nigeria movie na foreign movie I dey watch

The plot is concrete. Words, nicely constructed. Thought provoking. Captivating.

Thanks dioxi baba.

unitysheart:
The plot is concrete. Words, nicely constructed. Thought provoking. Captivating.
Thanks dioxi baba.

Sirneij:
I can't hold it back anylonger! I must confess, this write up wows me always: the way the characters act; the content of their speech and lots more are jaw dropping! Bro,please,come and update and teach me how you have come up with this superb story!

cherrybrown:
You are still the best

Melancholy:
The last update gives us a stanchion stance which our dear funmi displayed against the terrorist, and every sane individual must admit that she argued convincingly. The alqha and omega of this characters Dioxidane, I throway salute o.

I popped in now and read these comments and others... Guys... **Holding my head** Una don burst my head finish o... Really, thanks guys... I Really appreciate... #Thumbsup

Dioxidane:








I popped in now and read these comments and others... Guys... **Holding my head** Una don burst my head finish o... Really, thanks guys... I Really appreciate... #Thumbsup

compensate dem with update asap