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 Literature › Re: Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:48am On Mar 22, 2015 |
I fell into Kate's arms in a big embrace with so much relief and contentment. I held her so tight wondering what an impediment i have just overcome. " na so person dey gooooo!" my mind kept revolting. "See the amount of energy, squeezed into one arm." "this boy should better stay well clear of me, i am not his mate " " i see you are already making friends ? Ri-Ri baby !! Kate hailed. i was so angry and shaken to even accommodate her jokes, i kept a straight face on. "so whose party is this, and, who and who is here joor?" that's me straight to business trying hard to stop tormenting my mind with the thoughts of that boy. Kate was sitting with two other women and a male friend. This male friend had conspicuously similar looks and body as the young man that was distressing me earlier. Kate introduced him as Femi. He stood up, stretched his hands for me, when i met him with mine, he shook my hand very warmly, then planted a kiss on it. "okay ! tonight is the night" i convinced myself. Kate's other two female friends were Mrs Helen and Alhaja Tolu. i have met them before, so there wasn't any need for long introduction, we simply gave one another little hugs. Alhaja is a big time MADAM. she is heavily loaded. Her late husband was the owner of lots of businesses; chains of retail outlets, eateries, real estates, land properties, haulage , what ever you can think for. As Muslims, alhaja had to share her husband with three other wives. She was the last-wife and actually went to the University. Alhaja's case is very peculiar, in fact she was a christian before she was married off to her late husband. she was a very beautiful university student , unilag too!, before Alhaji crossed her path. As most Nigerian relationship with young women, it started off as Aristo- levels. Alhaja whose name was originally chinwe, was studying Economic at the university. One day a colleague, not necessarily a friend, invited her to assist in organizing a birthday party for her dad. Chinwe, being of pretty face, was to usher in the guest and to serve as well. Also, chinwe being a good cook also had prepared the salad. The salad was truly unique, as Kate stressed when telling me this story, as it was garnished with sliced boiled egg and sweetcorn. Chinwe's dad was once a junior chef at presidential palace hotel. Anyway, after the party most of the celebrants including the late Alhaji demanded to meet who made the salad. and that was it. First contact was initiated, names exchanged and winks sent. Chinwe, as i was told dealt with Alhaji, the moment she found out he was loaded, she went extreme. Alhaji worshiped her, being a university student back in those days, it was a novelty to date one. Alhaji spend without season on Chinwe. He bought her a house in Victoria island. A Mercedes, in fact chinwe was the only person who rode a Mercedes at that time in the university. lecturer inclusive. Chinwe wanted it all. she wasn't content with being given bit by bit, she went for the viper's head. The moment Chinwe hinted that she was converting to a Muslim that was the same moment Alhaji was proposing. Their honeymoon was at Bahamas. Cut a long story short, the other wives became jealous of the attention Alhaji was pouring on Chinwe, they went diabolic. Chinwe, never to be found wanting, joined then head-on. It became a case of babalawo vs babalawo. At the end over-concoction killed Alhaji. He died of food poisoning. While the older wife, being naive, were only content with hassling over the visible landed properties Chinwe cornered all Alhaji's shares and treasury bills. In fact she had the Will worked on, either with Alhaji's cognition before his death or with the solicitor's connivance. Alhaji's investments, companies foreign owned estates vanished from the will that was read out. To round it up, Alhaja is loaded. she is da BOSS! |
| Literature › Re: Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:43am On Mar 22, 2015 |
The moment i walked into the banquet hall, i felt a gush of hot air hit me on the face Damn, the place was filled. The arrangement was such that there was a table for six chairs. I guess meant for three couples. As i scanned the room, i noticed that there was actually a podium and on it stood someone, a man, saying something, reading off a sheet of paper he held in his left hand. I was too bothered to listen. It felt like every eyes were on me. I simply stood there not knowing what direction i should tee-off to, or should i not stand here wait to be seated ? I was still deliberating my next course of action when a firm masculine hand gripped my shoulder and asked ; " would you mind joining me on my table, we have got vacant seat ? " That voice! i remembered it immediate. same voice that had commended on my beauty in the hallway by the big mirror. what is he doing tracking me. God i am uncomfortable enough as it is, i don't want anybody to complicate it further. where the hell is Kate when you need her the most, i pondered. He released his grip on my shoulder and stretched out his hand for me. do i have to take his hand? "this young man is way too young for me, what will people say? " I reluctantly took his hand and he led the way to his table. As we got to his table, exasperation written all over my body, wondering what his friends would say. "why this matured woman?" , my young man friend, being a proper gentleman held my seat for me, as i took a look around before i sat, i notice a hand waving in my direction. could that be Kate?.. yeah , it Kate. she is making a hand gesture asking me to come over to her table. "Good,I got to go", i say under my breath. i looked up to my hulk of a man, what a gentleman he is, he was still holding the seat behind me. " Sorry young man but i have got to go now." " I have found my friends i came with, i must go to be with them" my young man-friend was disappointed , but he hid it behind a grin. How sweet was that ?. As i shuffle my way out of the table, i came very close his body, immediately my mind began to race. I felt tingle of excitement. Excitement of being appreciated. Excitement of being desired. same time, i felt i was being raped by this man. I then noticed he had taken off his suit, and my earlier presumption was so right. He looked like a professional sports man. His looks were so detailed. The edges of his low hair cut were so pronounced it felt like a razor blade was used to do the cutting. And i smelt a Chanel, he must be wearing a Bleu. I know that cos that's same perfume i bought for Kelv on his birthday last year. The masculinity of the fragrance drives me mad. Nothing i like better than Kelv wearing it to bed. Nothing i like better than lying on his chest, immersing myself in the fragrance of this beautiful perfume. " will you promise to have a dance with me sometime tonight ? " came that voice again. " are you sure you would want to dance with me ? i am terribly bad " i tried to dissuade him. "it alright i promise to hold your hands" he retorted. there was no chance of winning this man on this, and we were drawing so much undesired attention already, at least for me, as we stood yapping. I had to give in. " Sure, find me later and i will dance with you". the moment the words left my mouth i hated saying it. "what have i just agreed to ?" "do you really want to meet this man again? tonight? ", i troubled myself. I made my way to Kate's, trying not to notice all the gawking and ogling i was getting. " Is my ass really round and big ? " |
| Literature › Re: Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:40am On Mar 22, 2015 |
TING!! that's the elevator stopping. The doors open and there was this exquisitely decorated walk-way. lined on its walls were arts, i am not an artiste but one could tell they felts antique-ish, important, and expensive. Half way down the corridor stood this ceiling-to-floor length mirror. with the yellow light emanating from the filaments of the halogen bulb above it cast perfect illumination, no shadow, on the mirror. I stood in-front of the mirror admiring myself. I look around and no one was within sight, i adjusted my bra, straightened my dress, smacking my lips to freshen the gloss. Starring right back at me, stood myself, not just myself, but my new self. This is the new Rita. God, i am wearing a Givenchy!, and my husband has no job. I am at le meridian at 11:00 Pm, while my husband is crying his eyes out at home. ... the sight of my cleavage interrupted my thoughts.. Rita, see how well you have turned out be be. you are going to be the highlight of tonight. cos you are RAVISHING. All the men in there are going to want a piece of you. Hahahahahaha. i chuckled. I was still admiring myself when i was startled by a deep baritone of a voice. " Don't bother lady you are beautiful" I turned around, and there was the owner of the voice, A tall young man, i would say in his early 30s. He had a suit on, but you could tell he is very fit, as the suit took to his outlines. His lips were red, he must have a gloss on, i thought to myself. Yeah, they are red but looks so natural. I was still staring at him, till he came up to where i stood and repeated himself. " what a beautiful woman you are. is that Givenchy ?" he asked " mmm.. No its Prada. oh yes , Oh yes its Givenchy, thought you meant my hand bag, i stuttered. God, this man was making me uncomfortable, what does he want. He peered down into my Naked eyes, and asked; "are you by yourself tonight ?" i was lost, i simply starred hard at him. I simply didnt know where to start. i couldn't figured where he was heading with the question to find a rational answer to it. "ee.... Yes. Actually No, i am with someone" i stopped it at that. He was mute for a minute, just starring at me. making me fidget. For christ sake he is a little boy, i am his aunty. why should i let myself be intimidated by such a young man. I managed to look up and met his eyes. I locked on them, with a smile trying not betray any emotion. I said to him; " thanks for the compliment but i have to go now". He wanted to say something, but i turn and walked back towards the elevator. I could feel his eyes tearing into my derriere. my heart was racing, not in the manner when we meet someone we desire, but in a nervous state when we are about to betray a friend. I was thinking of Kelv. I tried not to walk provocatively. I walk to the elevator pressed the button to call for it but turned around facing the direction where i left the young man behind, towards the corridor leading to the banquet party. sure as hell that Man, man? he is a boy joor, he is going to the party as well. As i turned, i realized he must have moved on so i retraced my steps to the corridor with the mirror, this time i didn't even look at it as i was past. I quickened my steps to get to the hall and into the comforting company of my Kate. Just as i was getting to the door a ping came into my phone. it was from Kate "Ri-Ri, tonight is going to be fun! please hurry up i have got someone for you". |
| Literature › Re: Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:36am On Mar 22, 2015 |
As fate had it few weeks into my New business a new management of Total was constituted, they decided to cut down on the number of contracting staff they were paying, and eventually Kelv was affected with the new directive. Most the contracts were simply not renewed. That was how easily Kelv lost his job. And being a contract job, no compensation was paid, absolutely nothing. Kelv was broke with a few months. i now have more money. i now paid the bills. i now fueled our both cars. i now.. . i am now.. ...and that was how i became the head of our house-hold. My business, thanks to Kate and her connections, started off on an excellent footing. within the first three months , i have handled over 100 million worth of contracts. Net gross. with profits in the high single digit millions. Things were back. my kids didnt feel the effect of their dad losing his job. i made sure on my part that there was adequate money in the joint account i shared with my husband. However, my husband wasn't himself, he tried to be happy and keep himself busy, but damn, he was finding it difficult to live with the new realm of things. The wife begin the man of the house, the bread winner, and the man... the new HOUSE- Kelv, is an angel, we never had a house help, just the gate-man. and kunle, Kunle is a recent employee whom i took on to serve as my chauffeur as all my friends had one, and also i suddenly began to find Lagos traffic irritating, and driving oneself in-dignifying. so kelv, had busied himself with the chores of the household; washing dishes, cleaning, hovering, dusting and tidying the house. what a fastidious man Kelv is. Everything had to be prim and proper. he would wash the dishes and towel dry them soon after and neatly put them away. i have never gotten around to the towel drying kitchen utensils after washing them. Kelv also cooked dinner, and would serve me whenever i come back. you see Kelvin is an epitome of a gentle man. In fact these are not new, even when he had his job, weekends and when he is on leave he would take away every chore from me. I mean Every. He is so sweet. so romantic. He would carry me upstairs and sponge my body. He would fill up the bath, add the most aphoristic smelling bath gel and have me lie on his chest as we take a soothing bath. However, this time around as he does these chores, i wasn't seeing it as sweet and loving. everyday, week-in week out, i began to expect it of him. i began to want even more. began to request even more. Kelv always massages my feet on sunday nights, as we lie on the settee watching a movie. i always find that very relaxing, soothing. and it makes me drift away to a sound sleep. i now was cajoling him into giving me this special Sunday treat every other day. Everyday. I began to request it. I was beginning to see it as his appreciation of my ... my .. making the money. If not for me, he might have found himself under a bridge, oh God why am i having such revolting thought about my man. With the nature of advertising, i was required to meet people, dine and wine with clients and attend their parties. i am not a young teen with whom i expect most of my older clients would desire, however, i am extremely sexy. i know that. i have always been. In fact more so after my kids, as i found my non existing ass began to protrude and round. my breasts is a D. Still perky and firm. my tummy is flat, though a bit loose but generally flat. Kelv always showered me with praises of how i could easily give a pope a hard-on. and i do get my fair share of cat-calls and whistle when i walk down the road. i do get asked-out a lot too, by men. but never have i taken any these serious, not even for a moment, in my marriage with Kelv. However with this new position, Advertising, i found myself associating with people, with MEN. MEN i was beginning to consider were above Kelv. May be these are the real Men and Kelv is not one anymore. These MEN had aura about them, they talked with authority. Joked with even more authority. you find yourself compelled to laugh to their jokes, funny not not. These men, are very brash, not gentle at all. yet they were very attractive. not necessarily with their looks, just something about these men that is very enchanting. Enchanting not in an intimate way but nevertheless ENCHANTING. |
| Literature › Re: Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:34am On Mar 22, 2015 |
" good evening ma', how can i help you ? " i am here for the Mrs Adetokumbo's party" i replied. "may i have your name please" she demanded "sure, my name is Rita.However, i believe the invitation should be under Rita-007." "There is it." she almost exclaimed as she found my pseudy name on the guest list. Promptly, i was ushered into the elevator, with direction of how to locate the banquet hall, with that the receptionist sent me my way. As i stood in the elevator, my mind began to reminiscent. " Kelvin, you are the love of my life." " If i wake up and there is a biblical rapture, i will rather sleep under Oshodi bridge with you, my Kelvin, than go to heaven without you." " Ri-Ri, i will make you the envy of your friends" " Ri-Ri, as long as i breath and walk, i will defend you, fight for you and take away your stresses from you" " you are an angel, please can i worship you ?" God! i had the best marriage anyone could think of, how has it gotten to this ? I could vividly remember the day Kelvin asked me to resign from my bank Job, so i could have the time i desired to spend with our lovely kids - Drake and Rihanna. Prior to this point, i was working for UBA bank, the job was good pay, however as with every bank position the demands were herculean. The amount of training provided by the bank, though itself being a recommendable development, was tasking on the average Nigerian, whom doesn't have the basic foundation in computer and software skills. I struggled. I simply couldn't cope anymore. If felt like anything the tutor spoke, simply went in through one ear and out the other. Even when i tried to study myself i found that by the time i am half way through a new page, i have forgotten everything i read in the previous page. I am not a dunce, however i believed age and stress of looking after kids were beginning to take its toll on me. Kelv, been the angel he had asked me to resign, and find something more relaxing, be my own boss and work at my own pace. what more could a woman want? Kelv was simply the best. Kelvin was a petroleum Engineer with NNPC, the pay was good initially, however as our kids got into secondary school, the desire to give them the best, we had chosen a private boarding school. was it expensive ? it broke our bank. Kelvin had to resign from being a staff of NNPC to become a contractor for Total. The pay he earned from contracting was unbelievable. Never thought such salary ever existed. He was able to pay all the bill himself, take care of the kids and afford to take his family on holiday two times in the year. Kelvin wanted to buy a house but the desire to maintain our family's lifestyle was more important to him, he toiled hard and gave us everything, we had little saving. However, after xmas of one of the years, things began to change. I could remember Kelvin waking me up one early morning to discuss our future. He had said: " look angel, you need to help me. now that our kids are in a boarding school, you are a very intelligent woman, you could find something that we could invest money into . you need to be busy, help bring money into the house. " i could remember tears flooding my eyes as i looked into his eyes and wondered what was going-on on his mind. "Kelv, is everything ok ?" i had managed to ask. "sure babe, its just that this contracting is never steady, i would want us to have our own home, have more stability." " is your job shaking ? " " No not at this time, but you never can tell when" kel had replied. Anyway, i finally told Kelv about a business idea my friend Laura had discussed with me sometime ago. "Kelv, i want to go into advertising." Kelv had looked up and repeated; " ADVERTISING ? " "yes advertising i continued. its fairly simple, all that is needed is to connect product manufacturers to advertising spaces." "I have friends in two of the leading outdoor billboard companies, all i have to do is to walk up to these corporate organisation that need spaces to advertise, be kind of a middle man linking the two." "The business is very lucrative, all it requires is ability to convince companies to use your service." i had meticulously explained to Kelv. But would that not mean you kissing the back-side of these corporate to win their contract ? kelv had asked. NO no no i defended, i have friends, you remember Kate ? yeah. kelv replied. Kate is a big shot now, she dines and wines with these corporations. All she had to do is simple to put in a word or two on my behalf. Kelv wasn't convinced but he tried not to show it. "so what do you need to get this off the ground?" kelv had asked |
| Literature › Re: Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:32am On Mar 22, 2015 |
.."Officer please i am in a bit of hurry, please accept this. " i quickly place a few notes of cash in his out stretched hands, and he thanked me profoundly. .. what a shame what the country is turning these young men into. if i hadn't given him the money what would he have done, i pondered. kunle once again sped off, i only realized it when the breeze, the stroking and hair-in my face activities resumed. "madam, we don dey reach the place oh" kunle respectfully told me. this was to give me chance to freshen my make-up , wear another doze of my lovely Givenchy. However on this time, my mind was so saddened to think about looks. If it gets worse i could easily freshen up in the toilet, more-over i am a natural beauty  , i consoled myself. As we approached the well manicured rows of flowers, my mind began to beat faster. Bumping and pushing so much blood than was required to my head. i felt dizzy. Damn! i am not going to let the thought of kelvin spoil my night!, i said to myself . and with that i shook off the dizziness. More rows of flowers. Beautiful sets of lawn. sprinklers sizzling, breaking the tranquil scenery. Kunle gradually reduced his speed. few feet away stood le' meridian. le' meridian in its Majesty, the notoriety and legendary of this Colosseum of a building well transcends any beauty one can ascribe to the structure. and here is me , here is innocent me, prepared to walk the walk, dinner and feast with Lagos! THIS IS THE LAGOS you never get to see. A lagos that starts at 10:30 and ends by 4am, at times even 5:00 am. "but what on earth am i doing ?" theses questions keep troubling me. "How about if i turn around and go back home to kevin ?" geez!! im losing it...... (My mind keep battling with itself.) "16D ". That was kunle to the security guards. "and what is the pass-code? " "Its K-A-T-E " "Thank you, you may drive in now, thank you madam , enjoy your night." Having let us through, Kunle circled the car through the parabolic ascending drive way, keeping within the 20 Miles sign displayed on the sign boards. After what felt like eternity , we came to the opening, the car park. effortlessly Kunle steered the car to the spot marked 16D. "madam, make i wait in the car ? " kunle asked . " don't be silly, i don't even know how long i will be, but i presume this meeting will go on till 3,4." " you know what you will do? take this money and find a place to hang out. " " i will text you 30 mins before i am ready to leave." " better keep your phone within network signal." with a quaking heart, i got down from the car, straightened my Givenchy evening dress i had on, picked up my phone and my handbag.A Prada. Bade a goodbye to Kunle as i elegantly stepped away from the car and towards the reception. "Are you sure you really want to do this ?" this question kept prompting into my consciousness, even as i stepped toward the Reception. A reception that would usher me into the luxuriously, extravagantly lavished banquet hall. where i was suppose to be introduced to MEN! Men that make things happen. Men that my kelvin no longer belongs to. MEN! that would open the flood gates of connections for me. God please forgive me, i prayed, as the revolving door steers me through and into the reception. |
| Literature › Lagos Society Wife by macjive01(op): 6:29am On Mar 22, 2015 |
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "Musa... open up that gaddamn gate, i am not going to stand here to listen to this man's wails." cry me a river for all i care, if you are tired of this... this ... thing..you think is marriage, file the papers i will happily sign it. "Adenejone", yes ma', Kunle my drive replied as i told him where i desire to be chauffeured to. As the range rover sport, 2012, reversed onto the Speed bump by the gate, it caused the car to heave up;- i lifted my eyes from the phone on my lap and look towards our mansion- our lovely mansion and a home its supposed to be, still standing by the entrance was what is left of my ... my .. do i have to call him my husband ? he no-longer qualifies to bear that name, anyway, whatever, that being was still standing at the balcony, watching me driving out, watching me take a stand in my marriage-whatever is still left of it. He is frozen, cant believe it has gotten to this. i bet he never thought it could get to this. ... and down, the car heaved down from the gate bump and kunle masterfully reversed it into the street and zooomm.... we were off. I checked my email; a few office emails from advertising agencies. checked my bbm, and as expected plethora of pings. quickly i scanned through them and got to Kate's. " please don't be late, i have the spot reversed for your car, its 16D, the pass-code is KATE." I checked my watch and reassured myself i will be on time. i relayed the pass-code to Kunle, pressed the window lever and watched as engineering powers the glass down. when there was enough opening to look out of the window without fear of lagos street urchins posing a threat i took my finger away from the lever and brought the gear sound to a stop. Damn.. do people hawk at this time of the night? i asked myself as i saw a few hawkers still pling their wares along the length of the road. one could tell they were out of it. could they not simply go to bed and wake up early for tomorrow ? i continue pondering. The cool lagoon breeze swept my face, stroking it as it pushes my hair into my face. gradually my mind left me. to begin a journey though the labyrinth of thoughts. "How on earth did i manage to end up with this looser of a man ?" "but he has not always been a loser, and you know it." "do you remember when you would sleep on the settee till he comes back from work so you can serve him his dinner ? " "Remember how you literally worshiped his every decision. your respect for him was so absolute. and yes, you know he is an intelligent loving man." " He asked you to resign from your banking job when you thought the pressure was becoming unbearable ?" " Do you remember Kenya? the first time you got into an airplane ? he took you on an all inclusive safari holiday. " You remember how you looked into his eyes and called him the apple of your eyes". " You remember how he held you tightly as you shed tears of love, and how he kissed you neck , telling you he loves you." .. STOP THERE! you no see that sign! ? a Nigerian police officer barked as he ordered the car to a halt, relieving Mrs Rita of her nostalgic betrayal. |
| Literature › Re: The 21st Century Lagos Wife. by macjive01(op): 4:44am On Mar 22, 2015 |
Lost interest guys. but i have a bit of time now, might just restart it if i can get my head around the initial plot |
| Politics › Re: 10 WAYS TO BREAK APC For GOOD by macjive01(op): 4:49am On Mar 20, 2015 |
8 days to Election |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 4:44am On Mar 20, 2015 |
Will Buhari and APC support An Igbo Muslim to become a sultan ? |
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| Politics › Re: Enugu, The Pride Of The East. by macjive01: 8:12pm On Jan 03, 2015*. Modified: 9:28am On Jan 06, 2015 |
spyder880:Oga spyder, you know with your expertise you could design a simple reactional facility at this stream, so the next time people come to the stream they would have a seat and probably spend longer time there. Nothing expensive, a few concrete seats and something for the kids; a slide ? swing? 3 Likes |
| Politics › Re: Igbo Group In Lagos Writes Fashola, Complains About Marginalisation by macjive01: 8:04pm On Jan 03, 2015 |
HOW TO BREAK APC for good 1) With the recent surge of support for APC among the most corrupt in our society , now is time for PDP to reform itself , GEJ/PDP should create a body within PDP ( elder's body) to be charged with nomination of credible electoral candidates, from Councillors to state governors. with the recent de-campees from PDP to APC, GEJ should work with the various PDP local body to get their various representative areas to recall their legislators, thereby ensuring an election. then this time PDP should field a committee chosen credible, educated, principled and upright citizens to contest the election on behalf of the party. 2) change the IRC inland revenue commission head, put a young, strong-minded , diligent, non-Yoruba personnel- Yorubas are never tough on corruption or on diligent tough operation due to their hereditary cultural infused nature of "easily swayed by pleads and begs" , there could be exceptions though. Now, this new IRC is to enforce the IRC mandate, the IRC is charge to collect the revenues accrued from all state and to share it accordingly to the constituted sharing formula. this singular action will break TINUBU - chief financier of the opposition . ( this would reduce the opposition financial strength to rig the election and buy poor Yoruba voter as they are planning. 3) GEJ should support AKwaibom in speedy completion of the IBAKA deep seaport and access road to Aba: this is posed to decapitate the economic strength of the largest opposition governed state-Lagos. 40% of activities in lagos is owed to the only functioning wharf in the country. This singular act would decrease the tax earning of lagos state by 20% within the first year and 40% by the second year. 4) Designate portharcourt - Nigerians oil city, with allocation of FTZ at onne , and mandate oil companies to base their HQ in their operation areas. This would within the first year, take away 30% of corporate taxes Lagos state gets. and drastically reduce the economic powers of teh state. inorder to facilitate the speedy relocation of these companies, the government should acquire land, and build a new finacial city in Okirika by the River front, ( dame patience would be gladdened.) the chinese could accomplish this with 12 month period, then the oil companies would simply have to rent and lease the building and spaces. 5) close to 2015, say march of next year- 2 months to election, sponsor a Lawyer , probably a minority - definitely a non-igbo,even a midbeltern to sue Fashola for deportation of Igbos from Lagos, make the papers and TV carry the news, give it minute reporting. this would remind the Igbos and at large the wider minority population of lagos of the evils and potential evils of APC . Find the deportees, to narrate their accounts on sunday live, with indepth , Hollywood style narration with sorrowful heart-breaking sound bites. 6) create a website to document all the administrative's achievement, use a foreign tv media, maybe someone who has worked at national geography channel, to produced a hd , detailed documentation of your achievement. post it on youtube and facebook. and have weekly updates posted to the website. Then promote the website aggressively on google, such that it comes first on everybody's search result. 7) get the new EFCC to charge the king pins of APC to court, this is not to persecute them as they will fight tooth and nail , delay the judgement till 2057,However, with detail irrefutable evidence, detailed accounts of their crime and looting, clear evidence of the money transfers, clear physical evident of the contract scams Nigerians would come to realize what APC truly means and plans for Nigeria. Atiku is not yet in Forbes list when his juniors and boys are all smashing the list yearly, he so desperately want to be in, Adamawa is a poor state , the only way he could possibly be on it is by getting to the presidency. He knows this, and that is why he is throwing his feet and legs in the APC project. (Eight) APC officials are 92% muslims, if Rochas is accounted as a muslim as he is actively and positively winning souls for mohammed than Jesus, then the percentage would come up to be 94%. I hate Religion, both and all, hpwever this is politics, everyrhi g counts. With the recent surge in Yoruba wonder miracle churches, GEJ/PDP should rally target the youruba christans and church-goers of these churches and win them over. This could be achieved easily by erecting bill boards exposing the religous structure of the APC, around the mega church center A few months to the election, precisely around thw month of Febuary next year, plant testimonials in the churches. Have a pre-informed members give testimonials on sunday , narrating they had visions/a revelation of 1st of june 2015, APC had won the election, and imported fresh killer mallams from the north, chad, and Niger into lagos, and how APC killed his family and burnt his area because of their refusal to denounce xtainity. He and other xtains were sacked from work and made to where a patches to identify themselves as the moved about in the streets. And hence they faced overwhelming abuse and persecution. . Within the two months this tale would have spread like while fire. Have these some of the testimonial broadcasted on the satellite channels of these churches for rapid unhindered spread. This action, would jolt prople to remember the havoc unleashed by CPC party on the nation after having lost tge election. Now that same CPC is an active half of the this new party . The so called progressive. APC. 9) [to be updated soon] 10) [to be updated soon] Please LIKE if you agree |
| Politics › Re: Know Number Of Eligible Voters In Each Six Geopolitical Zone In Nigeria By INEC by macjive01: 8:02pm On Jan 03, 2015 |
dayo23:What's the lie, please ? |
| Politics › Re: Know Number Of Eligible Voters In Each Six Geopolitical Zone In Nigeria By INEC by macjive01: 9:41pm On Jan 02, 2015 |
Caseless:42% of lagos is igbo ( from last census ) there are 3 million igbos in Kano alone, from a population of 11 million that about 25%. Abuja is about 60% Igbo the rest of the states has at least 5 - 15 % Igbo Ibadan has a huge Igbo population, same as Abeokuta, Ota. Even Kaduna. and Sokoto 1 Like |
| Politics › Re: 10 WAYS TO BREAK APC For GOOD by macjive01(op): 12:13pm On Jan 02, 2015 |
Time to unleash the dragon |
| Politics › Re: Enugu, The Pride Of The East. by macjive01: 10:29pm On Jan 01, 2015 |
spyder880:Spyder880, you are The most trust worthy man i have ever met on the internet. At times its hard to believe you havent had direct exposure to western society. You are truly a gentleman. My 2015 advice to you. One thing you have going for you is your sincerity, and dedication to work. your continous effort to push the envelope to improve the quality of your work and scope of your ability. Now to move forward; Could you please set up a mobile friendly website, truly interactive with all your architectural designs, properties on the market , so folks can easily see what's on offer ; updates on your/their projects etc. The plan should be such that, without making calls to you a total stranger could see your services, properties you have on offer, building designs etc. of which he could send a you a request for quote. Then you need an administrative office where the website is maintained/ updated, calls/ queries are answered when you are on site/ in the field. Effectively, all i am saying is you need to become more corporate. Make it more about your company and not spyder. Before you realise it you would have got yourself a bankable entity to raise equity on. I hope one day i will be able to buy shares of your company. 5 Likes |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 1:56pm On Jan 07, 2014 |
swagsguy: Igbos and their palaver,they claim lagos is a no mans land, also want to claim 'oba' in south west now they want to be sultan. Habaaaaa make uno dey satisfy with una eze title naw and make it lucrativeMy dear , the sultan position is for the muslim faithful. It has no corolation with ethnicity. One of the main responsibility of thw sultan is to expand the religion, now tell me, what better way to expand and improve the image of islam as a compassionate, engaging, toleratant and non-tribal religion , than having a face , a different face, beautiful face, yellow paw-paw face, as the sultan ? |
| Politics › Re: Another Slap In Edo State As Head Of KAI Slaps Trader [photo + Video] by macjive01: 6:15am On Jan 07, 2014 |
[size=18pt]APC Rascals [/size] |
| Politics › Re: Why the SS/SE alliance will spell the downfall of GEJ in 2015. by macjive01: 10:16pm On Jan 06, 2014 |
ANALYSIS OF THE POST OP , i somewhat agree with your analysis, however you have failed to capture the population of the IGBO resident in these Northern states. bear in mind that the IGBO population in these areas are mostly of able young men and women, within the ages of 18- 45 . From estimate, i agree, most likely generous to the igbo population, but estimates has it there are 3 Million Igbos in Kano alone. From this , the voting population of Igbos in Kano will be , on a conservative estimate, 2 million. and the total registered voters in kano is 5 million ( from your source) . hence, do you see the clear [size=18pt]magnitude of force[/size] behind GEJ, ? if all Igbos were to vote GEJ, plus every SS votes, you clearly see he doesn't need YORUBA / or Fanatical HAUSA vote at all ? bear in mind most christian Hausa/Northern and moderate Muslims would vote GEJ . so the so call HAUSA population wouldnt count in this election. GEJ has it all covered. |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 10:10pm On Jan 06, 2014 |
^^^ that's not funny |
| Islam › Re: EX-Nigerian Footballer Emeka Ezeugo Convert To Islam. Pix by macjive01: 5:13pm On Jan 06, 2014 |
macjive01: Good day people, |
| Politics › Re: 10 WAYS TO BREAK APC For GOOD by macjive01(op): 10:29am On Jan 06, 2014 |
Ok. Not divine but natural sieving process egift: Keep dragging the name of God into that criminal circus. |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 10:28am On Jan 06, 2014 |
I believe thats the best approach |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 10:50pm On Jan 05, 2014 |
Fake Jews!!:No I am not yiboo muslim sir, I am Igbo. 1 Like |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 10:21pm On Jan 05, 2014 |
Fake Jews!!:No sir , I dont |
| Politics › Re: WHY AN IGBO MUSLIM HAS TO BE THE NEXT SULTAN OF SOKOTO by macjive01(op): 9:05pm On Jan 05, 2014 |
size38: Bullshit! The Igbos should go home and develop their place and stop causing problem where ever they go. In fact, their various states government needs such tax to develop their statesSorry for any misunderstanding, igbos only want peace and fair justice, level playing ground to displays their God given capability and strength. |
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