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constance500:
Firefox is cooler

2nded

meobizy:
She’s 39 and desperate. The idiot gold digger wants to chop before catching the next desperate old woman. I’m sure he’ll gbensh all her friends along the line.

what makes you think a celebrity photographer is a pulper? una go dey misyarn pata

Kriss216:
We need Sheikh Gunmi to go negotiate their release asap!


Next level doings.

release of dead bodies?

freetheking:
my brother let me tell you there's no community in the South and South East that is free with arms and they know that. Take for instance ESN they are in every community,so what they know we knows it and ready to defend myself and my family.

you don't know the kind of funds they've amassed these 6years.

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Nonexistent:
See real arms here but meanwhile our Army and SS are busy disgracing themselves in Ebonyi state saying they are bursting machetes and hunter guns. These arms passed through police and military checkpoints on our roads. Fulanis are truly the masters.

you mean they don't search them when they pass check point.. Because that's exactly how it goes. Nigerian forces dare not search them.. Have seen it happen countless of times

AdolfAboki:
Please help me Nairalanders. This particular Fulani Herdsman has been stalking and harassing me to accept Jesus. Please is it by force to accept Christ? This particular one is worse than Jehovah's Witness preachers. No day would pass without him stopping me and asking me to repent and accept christ. Please help me. What should I do?

See his picture below..

repent

osamz007:
shut up old man, you put us in this mess

i thought I was the only one who remembered

Xcide:
If you’re reading this, it’s too late. My mind is made up already.

I am only here to tell the tragic tale of the worthless life I lived.

The names mentioned here are real. The events are narrated it occurred in real life. I will do my best not to lie or exaggerate any situation.

The link to this page would be found next to my body.

Here goes.





It all began on the 21st of June, 1995. My 15 year old mother pushing me out of her womb with her mother, My dearly beloved Grandmother expertly aiding my birth.

The compound was nothing to right home about. The dilapidated bungalow with rusted iron roofing sheets, several goats and fowls bleating and clucking all over the place would have been an eyesore to you but it was this place I grew to call home.


“It’s a girl.” Grandma smiled as she informed my fatigued mother in our local dialect.

My Mother, Mrs Irene Adaeze Korie, hissed loudly. “Finally, I can go back to school. When will my stomach be flat again?”


My Grandma scolded her but that did nothing to quench the burning hatred my own mother had towards me.


Irene refused to hold or feed me. All these responsibilities fell on Grandma’s shoulders.


Okay...at this point I know you’d be a bit confused as to why she hated me so much, I will gladly explain.

According to what Grandma told me, Irene met my father, Chief Njoku Peter in the year 1994. Irene was on holiday from her boarding school and as it was common then, she and her friends were going from house to house to do menial chores for some money.

That fateful day, My father’s wife, Lady Eunice gave them some chores to do. While they worked, my father drove into his compound.

When he saw the girls, he gifted them some cash and picked a particular interest in Irene. That was how their weird and deceitful love began in his massive and affluent mansion.


Grandma said she noticed a few changes in Irene’s behavior. Irene began wearing new clothes and staying out late. Irene formed the habit of locking the door to her room whenever she was out. One day, Grandma broke into her room and was shocked when she saw tins of milk, butter, jewelries, new clothes and some cash hidden under her bed.

That evening, Grandma flogged and interrogated her on how she got such money. Irene refused to tell her the truth. Grandma grounded her but like every rebellious teenager, she kept on sneaking out to see my father.



One afternoon, Grandma was in her market stall selling her vegetables when she sighted Lady Eunice alongside another influential woman in the village, behind them were two hefty boys.

People stared curiously at them including my own Grandmother who was oblivious of the facet that they were headed towards her.


“Are you the so called mother of Irene?” Lady Eunice rudely asked.

Before Grandma could give an answer, the boys had already turned her table, they stomped all over her vegetables as they destroyed her goods.

“What is the meaning of all these?” Grandma looked around, hoping her fellow market women would come to her aid but they all watched helplessly. Lady Eunice was a brutal woman.


“Tell your prostitute daughter to leave my husband or this would look like child’s play to what will happen next.”


My Grandmother was distraught. The accusation was worse than the damage done to her goods.




“Mama, he loves me and I love him too. He said he will marry me-“


“ Mechie ọnụ! You want to be a second wife? Where is your faith? Hmm! You don’t know Lady Eunice... What of your school?!”

“He said he will send me to university.”


“You are a fool!”

They dragged back and forth on the issue. Nothing Grandma said could change Irene’s mind about the Chief as she still kept on seeing him.

After the holidays, Irene went back to her boarding school but was expelled and sent back home after some weeks due to her pregnancy.

She and my Grandmother got into a heated argument that very day she came home. Irene packed her bags and left the house.


My father saw her coming into his office with her bags. She told him she was pregnant. It ended with His workers throwing her and her bags out of his company’s gates.

Grandma reported the case to the elders. They supported my Father and claimed my mother was a wayward girl. The elders tagged Grandma a witch who killed her husband and two sons. They threatened to burn down my late Grandfather’s house and exile them if they persisted.


My Grandma felt defeated. There was no way a poor widow like her could fight a wealthy chief especially with the money hungry elders.


The elders made her and Irene swear that the pregnancy allegation on Chief Njoku was false . I, the unborn child was tagged a bastard with no father.


As if that wasn’t enough, Grandma was excommunicated from the CWO (catholic women organization)in church. This deeply saddened her as she was a staunch believer.

Irene on the other hand was still in love with Chief and still had hopes of him accepting her pregnancy. When she was 5 months pregnant, she walked in looking tattered and bruises were all over her face.

Grandma was alarmed and kept on asking what had happened.

“Mama, I only went there to beg him to accept the pregnancy. I swore that he is the only man I’ve ever been with. He said he is not the father.
I told him I needed some money to buy things for
the baby. He asked his workers to send me out of his office.”

Grandma told Irene she deserved the beating.

Irene was 8 months pregnant when she heard the my father was getting married to a second wife- A beautiful graduate.

I guess it was at this point my biological mother transferred the sins of my father to me and swore to hate me like I was the spawn of the devil.




Mrs Adaeze Irene korie. I hope you get to see this. Thank you for making my childhood hell even into adulthood you never showed me an atom of love or kindness. You treated me like I was poop. You kept on taunting and tormenting me to the extent I believed I wasn’t good enough. God knows I tried to please you and make you see I was good and lovable but your hatred remained adamant.

You show love to your other children freely. Am I not also your child?

Thank God I had Grandma who showed me love and kindness. She was the only real family I had.


* sorry I am a bit exhausted and overwhelmed. I haven’t let out my emotions like this before as I am deeply introverted. I need a break. To be continued shortly.

i conquered despite my moniker.. You can too... The best pay back is winning... And going off won't give you a win?

Elvictor:


Afonja on the beat


Always looking for media broadcast


Wait, I thought the villagers have returned back to the village or na Afonja format.

200 Afonjas for one Fulani man

news without pictures.. I honestly don't take amotekun/Sunday Igboho serious. They are armless birds that can do nadda

ogbuefieze:
They have commenced their "operation clean up" exercise across the forests/bushes of all the South Eastern states... I ran into a group of them all well armed (I wonder who supplies these guys). I couldn't take pictures as I was strictly forbidden by them to take pictures for security reasons, but I was able to steal a quick snapshot of them during their training and shooting exercise.

op this picture can put someone in trouble.. I advise you take it down

Meister:
All your money is in your crypto wallets ?
No offence but that sounds unreasonable

the future... I smiled when I read his comment

lefulefu:
she fixed things in the house,she can fix electric bulb and other electronics in the house and completely self reliant.no be to wear short nicca and t shirt and snap instagram pix make u be tomboy.there was one female mechanic back then wey CNN dey advertise back then in lagos.if u see her crew they were all females.looking at dat lady then u would know she was what a tomboy is all about.tomboys live and work like a man.this one na all for the swag.ehen u see a tomboy u don't need to feel any sexual attraction as man.

that's not true,

lefulefu:
as in a real tomboy?

which be real tomboy

My brother there's no Shame in legit hustle
.. If I were you.. I did ask her to gtfo of my car... E too better for her na im she dey use taxi?

Islie:
https://www.pmnewsnigeria.com/2021/02/10/breaking-fulani-herdsmen-attack-soyinkas-home-in-abeokuta/

in as much as I hate the menacing marauders... I don't believe this story... Thank you

Reverse image search doesn't help... Pls I need help

I trying to find the Nigerian company that owns this logo.. Anyone with the knowledge should pls help

Here is the treatment given to the kinsmen of the president:
Pic 1,and pic 2
https://www.nairaland.com/6407685/see-dont-show-faces-tv

Here is treatment given to the other half of the citizenry
Pic 3 and pic 4
https://www.nairaland.com/6407697/suspect-traveling-benin-abuja-arrested

YungMillionaire:
If they were Southerners they would blast their names and faces all over the media.

indeed. This govt na govt of one set of people

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Since you didn't mention price range go for iPhone 12 max

YungMillionaire:
The video does NOT show ANY evidence of Fulani herdsmen. This is looking like propaganda. STOP pretending to do what you are not doing.

dey there.... Power to the boys... Since the govt has funded his people to come and flush the south... I wish south south can have sense and do what this boys are doing.. Especially delta and Edo state

kiddkash:
to others, this would be romantic


but what do I know

i dont like people wearing my clothes too. Some people just don't like it

Funny how all the women defending her are birds of the same feather

majorbravo:
If you ever wondered how a Dj Cuppy and Zlatan fight would look. Then see it here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LRrqMXgn0XA

hilarious video you tried

andyblinks:
This man is beginning to talk too much.
indirectly calling for dialogue, did the bandits dialogue with the victims? ( like oga make we kidnap you base on say money no dey;

the only sense he made is security agency not be diligent and honest to crub them. the only language bandit will understand is fire for fire


which element of truth madam.

iam MASTER Blink's

the north talk with two sides of their mouth... It was in this regime I knew how these guys can be even to the detriments of their own... I shouldn't call it their own because most of the kidnap victims are probably other minority ethnic groups in the north.. I

Kingluqman:
Ogoachukwu in Delta State is Afonja land abi?




You be Mumunibi swear


Tribal attack gone wrong

pls it's OgwashiOkwu not ogaochukwu