₦airaland Forum

Yara’dull want to grove salah, that is one of the reasons, I don’t thing some body like yaradull will pass primary election here in Ghana to context for assembly man, which is like local government in Nigeria. The guy is too dull, we need people like Wole Sonyinka, Rabidu, Late Gani as our president not these death among livings

Na Ghana guy, this thin happand for Accra here, i no dey there but my girl see am, she even tell me before we watch am for 7o clock news, the guy say him wife no dey gree if he no get money, so he try do am with goat and he enyoy the same like doing it with woman, he no longer dey beg em wife until area boys see am and hand over to police and police force him to make love to the goat that is the new my guy. so na who make am f""k goat? na em wife or who?

The Muslim Animals says they dont want western education and I really don’t know why this genital idiotic Yar’dua is approving #14B to build versiy in caduna

All those muslem are nothin bot animals, if they dont want western education, they shld stop using, car, phone money, cloths, shoes, the least will just continue then we will know that they are serious. they dont even look like a nigeriam, i which they could just join Republic of Niger. and Chad, i dont think Cammerun will accept such animals

cheating or no cheating, is all choice, i cheat most of the time not because i enjoy doing it, there are lot of reason behind it. lot of men are faithful, even more than the unfaithful ones, i have more than 7friends out of 15 that will never cheat on there wife, let me ask, do you have a friend, uncle, brother, cousin etc that can never cheat, with that you can be able to figure out the percentage of men enjoy cheating.

@There are many “normal” men out there who remain faithful to their wives till they die. what did you mean by NORMAL MEN? did you mean that any man that marry more than one wife or cheat is not normal, please take it ease. we are all normal we just cheat for reasons

this is total madness, MEND please respond to this insult by bombing any building close to Aso rock

few mad people here,

@poster, i just enter your room but your picture no dey your profile, i be won check if you fine reach Obj, so that i go try buy those stuff for my girl, but i am afraid, all this chemical may cose cancer of the skin dont you think so?

i really dont like how people pretend some time, you i mean you the poster, how many people have you report so far? for you to have clue abt fraudster you most have knew few of them in person? let me m make this point to all persons here. telling lies is like fooling your self, those of us saying yes they can report fraudster to authority are just fooling them self. u never report police when they take 20naira for bribe na fraudster when fit dash you $100 for freee. me no dey naija, but here that i am 80% of nigerians are doing all manners of illegals activities, from drug trafficking, human trafficking, internet fraud, money doubling, black money, no time to list all maner of crime.
cheating is cheating, either by pen or cheating on your wife/husband, exams,election,contract, dont eeven know what to type again. there is no way nigeria will ever be a free from illegalities

most people are talking trash here, me and you know the right thin in this our great country. 85% of our leaders are fraudster, even the previous number one police IG, if are our leaders are responsible human been me and you will never sit and discus such tupic, do you know how much nigeria is making a year? do you know how much federal and state kept spending to improve life and road? do you know how my student graduating from university every year? 20% hardly get work. if i get chance i go do more than 419, what is wrong with all of you? hungry never catch una first, wait ask your self this question, after you spent 4to 5 years for school, you start to look for job, for the ladies, one MD promise you job but you will have to meet him in hotel first, and after he eat you finish he come say make you come next month from one month to another you spen almost 6month and the MD still they eat, like three MD do you like that, and you get younger once when dey ask you money. what will you do. for the guys, after many years in school no job, odada riders one dey die every 5 minute in naija? will you like to take that risk

so if you come to think of what those our leasers are doing you will even hang your self if you really love nigeria

i can go any distance to eat rice and octopus source

sea food is the best

i enjoyed eating anything from the sea more than what we have on land

no be small thin oo my friend

Dear reader,
I am very glad my letter finally got to you.Please be patient and read this letter to the end, just in case you are the messiah i have been waiting for.
my rather unfortunate journey to the earth started ten month ago in a slum called" Garaja" on the outskirt of Abuja town. That fatefull night my father who has long absconded had a flare of passion with my 18 years old mum. Daddy, that wicked man was just 20 years old and very unfortunately for me , within twenty five minutes that they blazed with passion i found my way into mummy"s womb.
Two months after that night mum found out that i was residing in her womb. The next few weeks running into months would be the worse in my life. Mum poured chemical upon chemical down her throat in a bid to abort me. Somehow i was resistant to those drugs but they loft me with sore experiences. One of the chemical so badly affected my optics that i was going to be born blind.
As for my skin, it was paled already and the scars and spots on me were just too numerous to count-that was a most horrific period of this my short life.Realizing she couldn"t flush me just like that, my mum whom i love so much and long to see despite all she did gave into fate but  began to plan her next route of escape from me.

Nine months into my short lodge in mummy"s womb, I inspired a short labour to escape the torture of mummy"s starvation right in her womb, she was so ready for a still birth. Well, for me i used that opportunity to learn how to fast from my mothers womb. I was already use to going without food a whole day before i was born. So when after my birth the doctors had to spend a whole day begging mummy to breastfeed me, they couldn"t understand why i stayed calm and didn"t cry. in my heart i silently prayer to God to please touch her heart.
My final journey to the refuse dump where i finally wrote this painful and heart rending letter from began on the day of my birth. Mum had denied me breast milk on my seventh living day and on the eight i couldn"t take it any longer, I was really so hungry i began a protest in tears, I cried so much that our neighbors had to interfere, but soon after they left mum gave me a dirty slap on my tender laps, it turned red instantly and has remained so until now, but to conceal her evil she tucked out my bundle of milk and fed me. Being so hungry i couldn"t protest the slap, I received the breast with gratitude but burned with sorrow in my heart. In fact the tears in my heart were so hot i became asthmatic from that day. That evening i heard mummy discus with a man how she will move to his house in Asokoro as his new housemaid. Iwas temporarily  delighted until i overheard the man tell her she must find a place to keep me or loose the job, at that she promised him, she would take me over to her mum, but i couldn"t trust my mum.
We went to bed as usual, but somewhere around 2am that cold night i realize we were in a strange place, I woke up to realize mummy was standing in a refuse dump, i couldn"t utter a word neither could i cry, i was just too betrayed and rejected that my pulse  seized for a moment. Itook this beggarly" look at mummy as i prepared to cry, but as soon as i did she fled.
Rejection spattered it"s stench on my face, i felt so unwanted, the cold and mosquitoes of the night drove me into feats of asthmatic attacts, it was only by angles grace i saw the next morning.That morning i became a subject of national dailies. I had committed no sin to deserve this public scorn. What have i done to deserve this abnormal life. I"m still in pains, please if you find any kind hearted Nigerian, tell him printing my news on the newspaper does not make me live, i need a home. I need a mother who will cuddle me when the cold comes knocking, I need a father in whose security i can stand, please help me find a family where i can call someone brother and another sister
What i am pleading for dear reader is shelter over my head. I am a miserable little child with a long gruesome history, please, somebody please help me with a futuer that rectifies my past.I hope my letter gets to you before the next decease that hits me kill me.
WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY, DEAR FRIENDS?

where are we going too

where are we going too