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What Next After They Are Screwed? As a child I remember Yetunde. One Bo'oda Mutiu went to his village and married her. After the kpatti and fanfare, the teenage bride got pregnant and we looked forward to seeing her baby. Children love to see newborns. Yetunde gave birth, but not without going through a very difficult labour. The baby tore its way through her cervix and vagina, destroying everything on its way. Yetunde did not get up on her own for weeks. When she eventually did, she walked with her legs spread apart and we children made fun of her. Whenever she passed to go to the bathroom, all of us would file in behind her, our tiny legs spread and mimicking her painful waddle. It took time for her to recover. Yetunde was from the Western part of Nigeria, like many poor Yoruba girls, she never saw the four walls of a school but came to marry and carry eko and moimoi or kpako on her head up and down the streets to make ends meet. Soon, she becomes the breadwinner with several small mouths to feed. Majority of the men only had one task, to Bleep and impregnate their wives. Feeding and clothing is left for the women. He is likely going to marry several other wives and they all will be catering for their children while he donates his joystick and sperm to them when necessary. In the mornings and in the evenings, Yetunde sends her first child to buy food from mama Lati’s gbegiri and oka shop. She gives the child hundred naira and five plates on a tray. She will buy twenty naira gbegiri for each plate. That is the breakfast for the four children and herself. Luckily, she lives in a town where there is something that looks like free education. Children are gathered like a dirty herd and dumped on the floor of a classroom and a teacher caned them through their alphabets. Soon, her first daughter is a teenager, already sampled by a Bo’oda who is a mechanic's apprentice. And soon she is married and the horrible circle is on. Other child brides are not as lucky as Yetude. At least her vagina healed in time to get screwed and pop out more children. In the north where I lived, if you had the heart to visit the General Hospitals, you would see things that would break your heart to smithereens. There, you would see little girls who are suffering from VVF (Vesicovaginal Fistula) after childbirth. Tubes are connected into them to help them pass urine into a bag, because VVF causes the girls to lack the ability to pass urine on their own. They lose control over their urine passage. Some of them are not completely cured and will ever have problem with their excretory system. And while greeting them on their beds and telling them sorry, their poor mothers who are less than 27 years old is keeping vigil by their bedside, crying. Amidst tears she would tell you that her daughter’s husband just brought a divorce letter. It is not a joke. While these girls whose vaginas and insides were torn to pieces during childbirth were receiving treatment, using tubes to pass urine, their husband will send them divorce letters and marry another wife, another child. Some merciful husbands will not divorce the girls but simply marry other girls to replace the ones whose vaginas have been torn to pieces. The husband doesn’t want to have anything to do with a woman who is leaking urine. There was this girl I knew who used to hawk things. Aisha was a young girl and smells. You could see flies following her. I was told that it wasn’t long she gave birth and was also a divorcee. She wasn’t well taken care of after the birth and she had VVF too. More than 800,000 women suffer VVF in Nigeria. And I will never forget my childhood playmate, Zainab (I changed her name here). Zainab suddenly disappeared when she was about 10 years old. We stopped seeing her. We were later told that she was married. After a year or so, I saw Zainab again. She was now a divorcee. While I was still playing in the sands and getting into one children mischief or another, my friend was already a divorcee. In fact her breasts were now as big as her mother’s and she no longer played with us. You could see this cynical, bitter and wise look on her face. She now joined her mother to sell rice and beans under a tree and now played with men. If anyone told you that there was an advantage in marrying children. It is a blatant lie. It is besieged with a hoard of problems, from sexual to health and societal underdevelopment. My classmate once told me a story of what happened to her neighbour’s daughter who was given away in marriage at a very tender age. She refused to face her husband’s joystick. The parents had to bring her home, invite her husband and then held her down, tied her up on their bed and sent in her husband To Molest her. The parents gave him cold fura after each round. The girl screamed throughout the ordeal. One vital question you need to ask is why this child marriage of a thing is encouraged only among the poor folks. How many of these prominent northerners we know give their daughters away at 13 or 14? Though these men marry teenagers too but they send their daughters to school and allow them to make their own choices in marriage. Our president married his wife when she was still a teenager but his daughter, Zara, is now in her 20s, well-educated and is not a prostitute. She is allowed to make her own mistakes in life and correct them. I am sure she will marry a man of her choice when the time comes. Same goes for the Emir of Kano. He just acquired for his royal self a teenage wife, but his daughters are allowed to grow into adulthood. Same also goes for the King of Saudi Arabia. His daughter is one of the outstanding women in Saudi who travels the world promoting Islamic foundations. She is fashionable and a confident woman in her mid-20s. But what about other millions of common folks' daughters whose future are truncated? Leave the children alone. They are no sheath for your useless joystick. Or a fodder for your perversion. |
Nduwin:Hi. Did you get employment there? I got last year but we've been on hold till now. Done documentation and been posted sef. |
shamecurls:Very much true. Good journalism is dead in the country. Whenever I get the time, I'll post some of the pics he sends us. God help us in this country, amen! |
shamecurls:Story for the gods! You are just assuming. My Hubby's friend is a soldier posted in Maiduguri. He gives us updates. Win ko, win ni!,According to him, Nigerian Army can never win this war o. Govt is just covering up. He sends us pics of army men killed everyday. So, just forget about this gradual process theory. Govt is not trying at all. The army is not well equipped and too many saboteurs in the Nigerian army. |
steadynana:My thought exactly. That's Kim for sure. |
Jigyasa!!! |
I got 1,500 oooo. very true!!! |
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What Next After They Are Screwed? As a child I remember Yetunde. One Bo'oda Mutiu went to his village and married her. After the kpatti and fanfare, the teenage bride got pregnant and we looked forward to seeing her baby. Children love to see newborns. Yetunde gave birth, but not without going through a very difficult labour. The baby tore its way through her cervix and vagina, destroying everything on its way. Yetunde did not get up on her own for weeks. When she eventually did, she walked with her legs spread apart and we children made fun of her. Whenever she passed to go to the bathroom, all of us would file in behind her, our tiny legs spread and mimicking her painful waddle. It took time for her to recover. Yetunde was from the Western part of Nigeria, like many poor Yoruba girls, she never saw the four walls of a school but came to marry and carry eko and moimoi or kpako on her head up and down the streets to make ends meet. Soon, she becomes the breadwinner with several small mouths to feed. Majority of the men only had one task, to Bleep and impregnate their wives. Feeding and clothing is left for the women. He is likely going to marry several other wives and they all will be catering for their children while he donates his penis and sperm to them when necessary. In the mornings and in the evenings, Yetunde sends her first child to buy food from mama Lati’s gbegiri and oka shop. She gives the child hundred naira and five plates on a tray. She will buy twenty naira gbegiri for each plate. That is the breakfast for the four children and herself. Luckily, she lives in a town where there is something that looks like free education. Children are gathered like a dirty herd and dumped on the floor of a classroom and a teacher caned them through their alphabets. Soon, her first daughter is a teenager, already sampled by a Bo’oda who is a mechanic's apprentice. And soon she is married and the horrible circle is on. Other child brides are not as lucky as Yetude. At least her vagina healed in time to get screwed and pop out more children. In the north where I lived, if you had the heart to visit the General Hospitals, you would see things that would break your heart to smithereens. There, you would see little girls who are suffering from VVF (Vesicovaginal Fistula) after childbirth. Tubes are connected into them to help them pass urine into a bag, because VVF causes the girls to lack the ability to pass urine on their own. They lose control over their urine passage. Some of them are not completely cured and will ever have problem with their excretory system. And while greeting them on their beds and telling them sorry, their poor mothers who are less than 27 years old is keeping vigil by their bedside, crying. Amidst tears she would tell you that her daughter’s husband just brought a divorce letter. It is not a joke. While these girls whose vaginas and insides were torn to pieces during childbirth were receiving treatment, using tubes to pass urine, their husband will send them divorce letters and marry another wife, another child. Some merciful husbands will not divorce the girls but simply marry other girls to replace the ones whose vaginas have been torn to pieces. The husband doesn’t want to have anything to do with a woman who is leaking urine. There was this girl I knew who used to hawk things. Aisha was a young girl and smells. You could see flies following her. I was told that it wasn’t long she gave birth and was also a divorcee. She wasn’t well taken care of after the birth and she had VVF too. More than 800,000 women suffer VVF in Nigeria. And I will never forget my childhood playmate, Zainab (I changed her name here). Zainab suddenly disappeared when she was about 10 years old. We stopped seeing her. We were later told that she was married. After a year or so, I saw Zainab again. She was now a divorcee. While I was still playing in the sands and getting into one children mischief or another, my friend was already a divorcee. In fact her breasts were now as big as her mother’s and she no longer played with us. You could see this cynical, bitter and wise look on her face. She now joined her mother to sell rice and beans under a tree and now played with men. If anyone told you that there was an advantage in marrying children. It is a blatant lie. It is besieged with a hoard of problems, from sexual to health and societal underdevelopment. My classmate once told me a story of what happened to her neighbour’s daughter who was given away in marriage at a very tender age. She refused to face her husband’s penis. The parents had to bring her home, invite her husband and then held her down, tied her up on their bed and sent in her husband to rape her. The parents gave him cold fura after each round. The girl screamed throughout the ordeal. One vital question you need to ask is why this child marriage of a thing is encouraged only among the poor folks. How many of these prominent northerners we know give their daughters away at 13 or 14? Though these men marry teenagers too but they send their daughters to school and allow them to make their own choices in marriage. Our president married his wife when she was still a teenager but his daughter, Zara, is now in her 20s, well-educated and is not a prostitute. She is allowed to make her own mistakes in life and correct them. I am sure she will marry a man of her choice when the time comes. Same goes for the Emir of Kano. He just acquired for his royal self a teenage wife, but his daughters are allowed to grow into adulthood. Same also goes for the King of Saudi Arabia. His daughter is one of the outstanding women in Saudi who travels the world promoting Islamic foundations. She is fashionable and a confident woman in her mid-20s. But what about other millions of common folks' daughters whose future are truncated? Leave the children alone. They are no sheath for your useless penis. Or a fodder for your perversion. |
Very true! My hubby works there. If you like, continue doubting the info, don't be prepared. |
Forwetinnah:Back to Bani again...lol... ![]() Forwetinnah:Back to Bani again...lol... |
MEERA !!! |
MainHerioneHoon:My dear, she is. I thank God really. And thanks to you for the credit. I just pray God gives us the resources to give her the best, amen. |
TechLector:OK. No problem. Thanks so so so much. I appreciate. |
TechLector:Thanks so much dear. Will do that. I don't have any id for now(married). But I have a court change of name and a newspaper change of name publication. Can I use those? |
I registered since 2012 during my NYSC. Up till now, still not ready!!! Like i 'l go and register for another. Hope its allowed? |
dovelike:You are learned!!! Everyone is just mouthing rubbish. There are women with natural fallen breasts. I've known one since childhood. Its not a crime. Try and know, if you don't know! |
Good evening everyone and happy new year to you all!!! Yesterday, I fear o. I watched The promise yesterday. Immediately Ganga was shown, my 1yr8mnts old baby girl called me; Daddy, daddy, (she calls us both daddy.lol),shee (see.lol) Ganga! (daddy daddy see, Ganga). Jesus!!! Fear catch me! And she continued calling me to show me Ganga whenever she was shown. Today, she called Bani! Lolzzz. She watches it keenly with me sometimes. I didn't know she was picking things...lolzz. I laughed yesterday ehhhh.. |
abimbawealth:lolzzzz... Don't mind them! All these series are soooooooooooo annoying!!! |
ujugladys:Thought it was ganga that has cancer? I think its Ganga, not Bani |
abimbawealth:Thought it was ganga that has cancer? I think its Ganga, not Bani |
urbanaira:www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=757511 |
Link for Saloni update. Too long. Too dumb!!! Link for Saloni update. Too long. Too dumb!!!www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=757511 |
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SPOILER ALERT!!! Another 5 years later [edit] Bani changes her name to Maithili and lives with Ganga in a small town. They return to Mumbai and Bani and Jai come face-to-face but he insults her. Bani takes up a job as a waitress; Jai bribes the manager to get her fired. Ganga befriends Rashi's daughter Vidya, and starts visiting the Walia family. Meera becomes friends with Bani and helps her with money. One day, Ganga badly hurts herself and needs to be hospitalized. But the hospital staff refuses to admit her without a cash deposit. Bani helplessly goes to Jai's office and begs him for money. Jai humiliates Bani but gives her the money. Jai finds out that Ganga is his daughter. It is found that Ganga has cancer. Jai and Bani have to reunite to cure Ganga. Bani returns to the Walia mansion, and Jai again starts to love her. When he learns that Bani never had an affair with Daksh, he begs her forgiveness. Bani flatly rejects his proposal and leaves. Bani then finds Pia, paralyzed, and it's revealed that Pia knows who killed Atharva and Krishna. Daksh also finds out the identity of the killer but, before he can reveal anything, he is murdered. Bani gives birth to twins again, and names them Atharva and Krishna after her first two children. She finds out that the killer of her children was Meera. Five years ago, Meera got the Walia twins murdered because she wanted to separate Bani from Jai, whom she wanted to marry. Meera beats Bani's head against rocks and sets her on fire. Bani falls off a cliff into the water below. Her newborn son Atharva, whom Meera had taken, gets lost in the woods. Bani is assumed to be dead, which completely shatters Jai. Bani has survived the ordeal. She is taken to the hospital and has been badly burned, so she gets a new appearance after plastic surgery. Bani awakens and finds that she has lost all her memory. The elderly man who saved her adopts her as his daughter and names her Pronita. She repeatedly sketches portraits of her old face but doesn't recognize it as hers. She also has frequent flashbacks of Meera's attack on her. 16 years later [edit] Sixteen years later, Jai and Bani's children are all grown up and the Walia family still miss Bani. Pronita goes to the temple where she was murdered and meets Jai Walia, though he doesn't recognize her because of her different face. Pronita is invited to the Walia household, where they are having a party to honour Bani. For the first time after 16 years, Pronita sees Meera and all her flashbacks become clear. Her memory returns and she remembers everything from the beginning when she and her sisters first arrived to the Walia family to her attempted murder by Meera. Shocked and devastated, Pronita vows to revenge on Meera. Pronita first tortures Meera mentally but Meera soon figures out that Pronita is Bani herself. She attempts to kill Pronita the same way she did 16 years ago. Just when she is on the verge of death, Pronita finds her strength again and fights back. Right at the moment when Meera is about to kill her, Jai arrives, realizing the truth and sends Meera to jail. Rano and Pia are determined to expose Jigyasa, lending their support to Bani. They promise Bani to get back her lost identity. Bani insist them to help her secretly. Jigyasa insults Pronita(Bani) on her return which turns Pia furious. Shocked and joyous at realizing that Pronita is Bani, he and Bani reunite happily after 16 long years. Pia arrives with her husband Pushkar and Rano arrives as well. After such a long time, the three sisters come together. On Holi, the original Bani (Prachi Desai) makes a special appearance as the entire Walia family celebrate and all ends well on Kasamh Se. |
hahn:Doesn't seem romantic at all ooo biko. |
duduade:My dear, I tire o. Which one is using the same toothbrush naw?? hmmm.. Na so the love shack reach? Abegi!!! Things are happening o. Better be careful. |
lionphil:Thank you my dear. Amen and you too. Just hold on. It will work out for you too, amen. |
chiMoni37:Yes, I know o. make I start with this one first. If that one works out, fine. If not, I Don get work na |
Una still De here?? na wa o. Abeg make una follow me thank God o. Thru with my documentation in Fed. min. of tourism n culture. Waiting for posting now. Starting work soon o. I no fit wait for immigration again o |
Una still De here?? na wa o. Abeg make una follow me thank God o. Thru with my documentation in Fed. min. of tourism n culture. Waiting for posting now. Starying work soon o. I no fit wait for immigration again o. |
Koolmexxi:They merged information and tourism, culture n national orientation |




Link for Saloni update. Too long. Too dumb!!!