Even though I had vowed to myself never to bring family issues to this forum, I just have to vent this out.
I am 23, a male from the North. I come from a family of 6, in which I'm the eldest of my siblings (all my younger siblings are girls).
In 2019, my cousin brother, who is way younger than me (he was 14) came to start living with us just a year after his dad died.
Prior to his dad's death, we never spoke to each other whenever I visited his mom (my paternal aunt).
His dad was someone who was quite doing well for himself before death took him away from us (he was working with NNPC).
After his death, his family were divided (he had three wives in which 2 had died earlier. My aunt was the second wife).
His children from his first wife lay claims that my aunt killed Thier mom (who had died way before 2004), and even the third wife (who died in 2018).
Even though his wealth was shared according to Islamic rites, they were still not contented even though they had the lion share.
Well, just months after my uncle's death, my aunt decided to get married! (Just imagine someone being accused of killing her husband and her co-wives fa).
Even though my dad (her elder brother) was against the decision, she even went as far as went to her mom in the village and was crying when her mom rebuked her for her intending action.
At the end, she got her way, and remarried to a police officer.
The worst part is, she is still living in her former husband's house, while she visits her new husband in his house (they are very close to each other. Much like she got married to her neighbor! Since his house is just a stone throw from hers).
Well, to cut the story short, she has 3 kids (all male) for her deceased husband, the eldest being 14. The eldest son was sent to come live with us since their rooms have been given out to their elder brothers as part of their own inheritance (her kids only inherited money and the man had over 4 properties in strategic locations).
Report him to human right or any civil organisation that fights against child molestation and gender inequality.
I believe if an agency intervenes, he would be wary of his ordeal and will also make your parents more proactive.
aisha1314: Ladies, any man who judges you simply based on your virginity status is chauvinistic, misogynistic and sexist and is not worth your time and he is certainly not worth having in your life.
Op, but why you go lose your virginity in the first place, when no be your husband, why?
Centurion101: I write this story to encourage people to always help if they are in a position to do so, especially is the situation is dire. What goes around comes around and you might just find yourself in a situation where you Will need help from strangers and hope they help you too.
Days ago I was in my neighborhood in South West running some errands at around 9pm on Sunday when I found myself in a very busy road packed to the brim end to end with cars stuck in a hold up trying to beat the jam to get to Thier respective destinations.
I turned the ignition off since I've already spent like 20minutes without moving an inch, a few seconds later I heard a loud bang it was a speeding bike who wanted to use it's small size to it's advantage to beat the traffic, upon close inspection I realized the bike has Just hit a guy with full force and ran away.
Consequently people came out to check on the guy that was hit,he was unconscious bleeding from the back of his head and face, unfortunately the bike's force banged him right into a very big cement structure that would probably weigh a couple of tons.
Nigerians being Nigerians started praying and speaking in tongues instead of administering aid to the guy, nobody was willing to touch him,there were just shouting and saying he is probably dead and they don't want police to charge them with his death.
At this point I tried to control the crowd to disperse and at least give this guy room to breathe and get some fresh air hoping that might resuscitate him,but there were like 50people gathering there and there is only so much a single person can do.
So realizing no one was willing to help this guy I fought my way through them ruggedly to get to the guy I realized he has a broken leg and arm and he was bleeding heavily but he has a pulse and he is not dead, I don't know what I was thinking or what power came over me but the fact that he is alive made a difference to me and I said to myself I will take him to the hospital even if I have to carry him on my back and trek there. I asked a man to help me Carry him, he asked do I know the victim and I answered yes,he is my junior brother.
so they helped me lift him up and I carried him on my back and began to speed, now the next thing was how to get transportation,we are in a hold up and no car is moving, by this point the crowds has dispersed and left me alone to tend to my PROBLEM.
I locked my car , sat the guy close to the side of the road ,I tried to find something that could apply pressure to reduce the bleeding,then it dawned on me that a cloth will do just fine,so I removed my shirt and tied it around his leg where he was bleeding the most.
Like I said earlier the task at hand was how to get transportation to the closest hospital, I began flagging down bikes but none of them stopped out of fear until I literarily ran in front of one forcing him to stop and told him to take me to the next hospital,I was about to start begging him to not let this guy die because of fear when this guy got down from his bike offering to help lift him so we can take him to the hospital,I don't know if it's God that sent him or it was just pure luck but he helped and we put the victim in the middle and started our journey to the hospital.
On the way I checked the guy's pulse and breathing like every second, telling him he's going to live one way or the other because my work will not be in vain. As God will have it he opened his eyes but he was still incoherent and totally out of it ,but at least now his eyes is opened and he is not laying down like a dead man,that kind of gave me an atom of hope.
Moments later we arrived at a private hospital and they were just about to close, apparently they had some issues with the workers that were supposed to cover a night shift, infact there was only one doctor on call and a few nurses around so it was all hands on deck, the victim was stretched in and as per private hospital wahala they demanded card and treatment fee up front, I even begged them to at least priorities the guy's life first but they said no money no treatment,so I paid for card, admission fee and treatment, it was 33,000 naira
After payment the doctor came in with the nurses and started working Thier magic, giving him some injections , cleaning his wounds,they even plugged him up with something that aided his breathing (I don't know what the thing is called).
After a couple of hours around 11:30pm the doctors came out and told me he was stable,that he had some internal bleedings that has Been stopped and he is responding fine to the treatment,they said I can go and see him if I wanted.
I went into the ward and checked up on him,he was heavily medicated and he couldn't really say anything that makes sense,he was just fixated on my face, strolling in and out of consciousness.
I slept in the hospital and the following morning around 8am he was awake and fine ,so I went to see him and when he saw me,he just started crying uncontrollably saying THANK YOU like a hundred times without stopping, this kind of made me a bit emotional because I've not really seen a lot of grown men cry. He gave me his phone and I contacted his family members and told them what Happened, his mother almost passed out on the call, some minutes later they all rushed into the hospital. I peeked at them through the glass window when they went to his ward,the relief and joy in Thier faces is one of the most beautiful things I've seen in my life.
I left my number with the nurses there and told them to give to the guy when he is discharged and I made my way down to fetch my car, hoping and praying fervently that the car is still there and that was it.
That 33k was the best thing I've paid for in all my life and what happened just gave me joy and relief anytime I think about it.
The guy and his parents calls me like a billion times a day,they even offered to pay me back but I refused, collecting the money back is not worth the joy I got from doing what I did.
Macphenson: I think they are. I innocently once dated a HIV positive girl and narrowly escaped being infected. Then I was in depression and she came to my rescue. She was so nice, loving and caring. When I was coming out of depression, we were already fuckn raw. I even was even planning on settling down with her since she was there for me in my challenging moment. She was so pretty, tall and fresh. Her plan was to infect me so that I can settle down with her.
One day, I came across her medications and googled it, only to find out its an anti retroviral drugs, with lots of immune boosters. I confronted her and she confessed. I broke down in tears and told her if I go for test and its positive, I will simply commit suicide.
I went for test at CDC in Yaba, it was negative. After three months I went back it was also negative. I tried about seven different hospitals and Labs, it cane out negative. Even when I travelled to east, I checked with several hospitals and lab it also came out negative. There was evwn a time I delibrately went to donate blood so that my blood will be thoroughly screened, the result also came out negative.
I explained my ordeal the doctor there and he was talking about people who are naturally immune to HIV.
Since you are immune, why not go back and keep enjoying what you've been enjoying in peace?
gloryhomemaker: You can make Pizza at the comfort of your home using bread. This video is a 2 minutes easy to follow recipe on making a yummy pizza bread by yourself.
Ingredients:
Bread Butter Green bell peppers Yellow bell peppers Red bell peppers Onions Bacon Curry powder Thyme leaves Salt Pizza sauce Oregano spice Black chilli pepper Olive oil Mozzarella cheese
Slice the bell peppers into small chunks. Slice the onions too and mix with the peppers. Cut the bacon in small chunks and set aside. Cut the mozzarella cheese and set aside too. Season the peppers and onions with little salt, curry, thyme leaves, black chilli pepper, oregano spice, olive oil. Mix all in together. Butter the bread and place down in a non stick pan or pot. Apply pizza sauce and add the seasoned peppers and onions. Add the bacon and mozzarella cheese. Cover and cook on low heat for 7 minutes. Serve and enjoy your bread pizza.
As i see the topic, i don already know say na you.
So it's going to be my 39th birthday next year and I still don't have one Kobo in my bank account. Still under my parents roof and no job. In a scale of 1 to 10, what are my chances of making it in life?
If you want success, first start by moving away from your parents house and look for something doing.
My formal boss was blessed with wealth at the age of 60yrs
Romanoff: A lot of people don't know what marriage is about.
Societal pressure force people who know next to nothing about marriage to marry.
Some men think it's only to provide, have sex and have a woman to birth and raise kids that marriage is all about.
Many women get married just to be Mrs. No preparation for the journey ahead.
I remember before I got married, I attended marriage seminar, read books, listened to messages from seasoned counsellors like Bimbo Odukoya, marriage counsellors from my church and pastors whose marriages I admire.
These days, how many young people will even read books about marriage and it's preparation or listen to messages or go to seminars for intending couples?
In the olden days, there was nothing counseling, seminars or reading any blue print for marriage.
And just last week, Davido was teaching him how to swim...
The other baby mamas will be sooooo happy, because Ifeanyi is the most loved and the heir apparent, coupled with the fact that he wanted to marry the mother, chioma.
If you ask me O, one of the baby mamas used JuJu to end the bond between Davido and Chioma.