₦airaland Forum

CodeTemplar:
These are mostly muslims people who support their muslims terrorist brothers.
My concern is for Christians and minority who are being massacred unprovoked. What is this compared to Benue or the early BH killings under GEJ? Childs play.

malware:
Never knew Dino can be tamed like this


Just imagine how they belittled the 'Music Video' Senator

Techcrunchng:
One of the stupid lecturers

ajbabs:
Muhammad said we should marry as many as four wives. Violet fight between the wivies is not envisaged.
Some women are wicked so also some men.
The woman should be charged for culpable homicide.

cooljo85:
Greatest naija people.....hmmmmmm....let's us think well oo before we enter their trap...hmmmm...I am suspecting a grand conspiracy here by the entire north ...we should not be fooled...The northerners want to hold on to power for a long time with their born to rule mentality and to also continue to be at the helm of the nation's affairs. They want to continue to milk us, forget all the anti-corruption noise by PMB, it is ceremonial. They are still looting and will not stop. Why do we have so much killings in the north despite having most of the security chiefs coming from there? Why do we have so much hunger in the land? Why do we have a battered economy with so much inflation? Why are things becoming worse instead of improving? I suspect the northerners may be behind all these so as to demarket PMB after he has almost spent a term (4 years) and then present another Northerner to the electorates. If eventually the new Northerner wins, after 4 years, he would seek for another term of 4 years making their entire tenure 12 years not minding the fact that they are the only tribe that had ruled this nation the most times. Me thinks , let PMB have his constitutional right of another term and leave that corridor of power. With this, no Northerner would smell that no 1 seat until all other regions have tasted power too. It should be rotated equally . just an opinion though

WrathOfHadez:
One's carelessness is now a test from God?

Humans just like giving religious excuses and explanation for all their failings.

May God grant you the fortitude to bear the loss.

Omooba77:
Now they are writing epistles after selling to us an expired product......

powerkey:
Lies from Yoruba Muslims.......

Igbos are not Yorubas...

Igbo HATES those who hate them...

Muslims are not Igbos and Igbos are not Muslims.

bedspread:
If He likes, let him wear White from Head to toe. If he Does not stop evil and Give his life to JESUS CHRIST, he is Wasting his Time....

Melison:
I got admitted recently into a university, and av resumed lectures but my problem is that I fail to understand all I read or study and even if I understand a little it evaporates in no time
Pls any advice??

vertueptime:
Group 3 member

royallord1:
At bolded above u required I grew up.. Undeniably Implying that u thought of me as one with childish behaviour.... In other words u said I was childish...

childish: Meaning
silly and immature:
"a childish outburst"
synonyms: immature · babyish · infantile · juvenile · puerile · silly · inane · 

If ur purpose of using that word 'grow up' was not to insult my person... Please explain... Cause if truely ur mummy and daddy (as u put it) asked u not to insult anyone .. U insulted me... U thought of me as being silly and immature
U have been a very bad and disobedient child... Shame on u

royallord1:
Ur brain they pain u?... Did I speak on religion or wish him evil in any way?... Or did u not see my wish of quick recovery... Are u so daft that ur quest for vengeful speaking didn't allow you read and understand wat was pasted there... Omo vitamin A supplement no cost again like DAT... U need to grow that saw-dust pudding u call a brain.
How can you say a young man like that as handsome as he is doesn't like girls or girls don't flock around him.... Haaa... Something is not right here.... If u were any wiser u should have left out that part ... A lot of ladies choose st Andrews university just becos prince William was going there.... U can not imagine the number of men who would have sent there daughters to Yusuf school because of him....

royallord1:
Ur brain they pain u?... Did I speak on religion or wish him evil in any way?... Or did u not see my wish of quick recovery... Are u so daft that ur quest for vengeful speaking didn't allow you read and understand wat was pasted there... Omo vitamin A supplement no cost again like DAT... U need to grow that saw-dust pudding u call a brain.
How can you say a young man like that as handsome as he is doesn't like girls or girls don't flock around him.... Haaa... Something is not right here.... If the op was any wiser he should have left out that part ... A lot of ladies choose st Andrews university just becos prince William was going there.... U can not imagine the number of men who would have sent there daughters to Yusuf school....

royallord1:
@op... As u wrote along... The thought of the movie series -Tyrant, crept in my mind... And I thought especially on the son( Sammy al-fayeed) of the so called redemptist from the US (Barry al-fayeed)... Ur story on Yusuf and DAT of Sammy sounded similar.... Imagine my shock when u wrote at the end that he doesn't drink, smoke and u have never seen him with a girl...... Hmmmm hope my suspicions is not wrong... Cos Sammy was overtly nice to guys and was gay... And u also just told us Yusuf is extremely nice .... O well... We wish him quick recovery

lalasticlala:
Pls put direct link to your source

MAY THIS GOOD GUY GET WELL SOON!

I arrived Guildford, home to the prestigious University of Surrey, on the evening of Tuesday 23rd September, 2014 for my M.Sc. in Economics. I was ushered to my house at No. 22 Hamilton Drive, Hazel Farm Campus of the University of Surrey. I spent that night fatigued and famished because I couldn’t even locate where I could get a Halal meal and help myself after hours of exhaustive flight from Abuja to London Heathrow. On Thursday, I managed to get something to pacify body and soul to remain together but there was a bigger problem: I was feeling lonely; I was acclimatizing slowly. But I soldiered on and kept my chin up, dragging myself by my own bootstraps. On Friday morning, I enquired for and was directed to the hall where Muslim students at the University of Surrey perform the Friday prayers.

Of course the primary motive for the efforts I put in at locating the place for Friday congregational prayers was to fulfill one of my obligatory duties as a Muslim. But, to be honest, I also had an ulterior, secondary motive: It was to make friends—Nigeriana or Muslimina—who’d guide me through my physical, cultural and academic acclimatization processes. And a very good, very important friend indeed I made that Friday!

After the prayer was over and worshipers were exchanging greetings and handshakes, I ran into a lanky, chocolate-complexioned, soft-spoken, very shy dude standing by the exit door. We exchanged your-face-looks-familiar-to-me kind of glances before he stretched his hand towards me with “Salamu Alaykum”. I grabbed the hand and replied “Wa alaykumussalam”. He said “I am Yusuf” and I also returned “I am Hamisu”. He then asked if I had been a student or was just joining the University as a fresher. And I told him that I had just arrived for my Msc. And with a note of readiness to render help in his voice, Yusuf asked if I had shopped for winter wears and other stuff which I told him I didn’t and we exchanged phone numbers agreeing to meet again the following day.

Early Saturday morning while I was still asleep, my phone rang and you can guess who the caller was. “Hello, Hamis[u]”, “Hello, Yusuf”- we greeted and he asked how my night was; if there was any problem etc in a very caring tone akin to that of a kind High School senior student and a junior one entrusted under his care. Yusuf then directed me to meet him at House No. 4 Sandfield Court where he and Zahra stayed for their undergrad studies at Surrey. We then went straight to Primark Store, a stone’s throw away from Yusuf’s house, where he guided me into buying winter wears, kitchen utensils and other stuff. Yusuf carried most of my items himself leaving me with a few things to carry and he accompanied me to my house! We chatted for a while in my room and he left me slobbering over how kind he was to me. “Wannan duk yadda aka yi dan bubban gida ne!” [meaning; “this guy must have come from a responsible family”], —I soliloquized after I saw him off.

But don’t forget, throughout those encounters, I never knew Yusuf was the son of a VIP back home. He didn’t tell me. I didn’t sense it. His material or living conditions didn’t bear any evidence for anything like that. We just moved along as compatriots; sharing a country, colour, culture and above all Islam. Occasionally, either in my house or his, we would be discussing about politics back home and, as a Buhari die hard, I would always point out to Yusuf the necessity of a Buhari presidency to put Nigeria back on track and he just listened and nodded along shying away from a direct reference/discussion of the politician in the center of our tête-à-tête. But I didn’t suspect anything. I didn’t have reasons to.

The day “the pulako cover” was blown off Yusuf was on a Friday when Muslim faithful were asked by the Imam to sign a petition for the establishment of an Islamic Center/Mosque in Guildford. I was immediately following Yusuf on the queue and out of the corner of my eyes I peeped through and sighted him write “Yusuf Buhari”. This was the lead that bolstered up two other ones I had previously gathered: One, being the campus talk I once overheard of but trivialized about a Buhari’s son and daughter being Surrey students. And the second was when Yusuf sometime told me that he is from Daura but based in Kaduna. Connecting those three (3) dots together unmasked Yusuf for me! And struggling to come to terms with how a young man of his age and time would conceal and refuse to flaunt his prominent family identity not only gave me a hard lesson in Fulfulde Pulako but also encouraged me to ask Yusuf for confirmation of my conclusion on his identity. And he only smiled and added “Mallam Hamisu kenan[Oh! See you Hamisu]!” This confirmed my conclusion and added to my respect for the People’s General for bringing up such a cool, calm and cultured son!

A chip off the old block, Yusuf is a very humble guy. He is unassuming, unpretentious and un-ostentatious. He is reserved but easygoing and a man of few words; a taciturn, if you like. He is, I think, an introvert in the sense that he doesn’t involve himself in other people’s businesses. Yusuf doesn’t smoke. He doesn’t drink. He doesn’t go out with girls. He is just a son any father would love to have in his family! In Guildford, Yusuf lived a very modest, decent, and prudent life as evidenced by the fact that he and Zahra used to cook their food themselves—something Nigerian elite’s children never do in UK! May God ease and speed up your recovery, Mallam Yusuf!

sureheaven:
God save all the innocent citizens of this country from all sort of untimely and sudden death. Things are getting worst in this country every second. All eyes reading this will never fall victim of sudden death. This country is gone.........