I don't normally respond to such issues but bro better correct all the problems now. Marriage is a commitment,before she came into your life your mother and sisters took care of you and loved you why pay them back with someone that don't love them? Do the needful now

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Just to commission see as Prado full everywhere

NwaAmaikpe:



Trash.
Any Igbo man that accepts this is a Judas and a saboteur.

Come to Lagos state house of assembly na Igbo man dey represent oshodi/isolo constituency 2 . sir Emeka Jude from anambara

They are on set of the movie my flatmates

Kenyan female pastor, Terry Gobanga from Nairobi has opened up on the horrific tragedy that befell her, leaving her praying for death to fast approach.

In 2014, the clergy who was then known as Terry Apudo was abducted, raped, stabbed and left for dead by the roadside on her wedding day.

The following year she lost her husband to carbon monoxide at their home, an incident which almost wrecked her life.

In a lengthy interview with BBC, the pastor who now has every reason to be happy again narrated her ordeal saying:
'It was going to be a very big wedding. I was a pastor, so all our church members were coming, as well as all our relatives. My fiance, Harry, and I were very excited - we were getting married in All Saints Cathedral in Nairobi and I had rented a beautiful dress.'

'But the night before the wedding I realised that I had some of Harry's clothes, including his cravat. He couldn't show up without a tie, so a friend who had stayed the night offered to take it to him first thing in the morning. We got up at dawn and I walked her to the bus station.'

'As I was making my way back home, I walked past a guy sitting on the bonnet of a car - suddenly he grabbed me from behind and dumped me in the back seat. There were two more men inside, and they drove off. It all happened in a fraction of a second.'

''A piece of cloth was stuffed in my mouth. I was kicking and hitting out and trying to scream. When I managed to push the gag out, I screamed: "It's my wedding day!" That was when I got the first blow. One of the men told me to "co-operate or you will die".

'The men took turns to rape me. I felt sure I was going to die, but I was still fighting for my life, so when one of the men took the gag out of my mouth I bit his manhood. He screamed in pain and one of them stabbed me in the stomach. Then they opened the door and threw me out of the moving car.'

'I was miles from home, outside Nairobi. More than six hours had passed since I had been abducted.'

A child saw me being thrown out and called her grandmother. People came running. When the police came they tried to get a pulse, but no-one could. Thinking I was dead, they wrapped me in a blanket and started to take me to the mortuary. But on the way there, I choked on the blanket and coughed. The policeman said: "She's alive?" And he turned the car around and drove me to the biggest government hospital in Kenya.

I arrived in great shock, murmuring incoherently. I was half-naked and covered in blood, and my face was swollen from being punched. But something must have alerted the matron, because she guessed I was a bride. "Let's go around the churches to see if they're missing a bride," she told the nurses.

By coincidence, the first church they called at was All Saints Cathedral. "Are you missing a bride?" the nurse asked. The minister said: "Yes, there was a wedding at 10 o'clock and she didn't come."

When I didn't show up to the church, my parents were panicking. People were sent out to search for me. Rumours flew. Some wondered: "Did she change her mind?" Others said: "No, it's so unlike her, what happened?"

After a few hours, they had to take down the decorations to make room for the next ceremony. Harry had been put in the vestry to wait.

When they heard where I was, my parents came to the hospital with the whole entourage. Harry was actually carrying my wedding gown. But the media had also got wind of the story so there were reporters too.

I was moved to another hospital where I'd have more privacy. That was where the doctors stitched me up and gave me some devastating news: "The stab wound went deep into your womb, so you won't be able to carry any children."

I was given the morning-after pill, as well as antiretroviral drugs to protect me from HIV and Aids. My mind shut down, it refused to accept what had happened.

Harry kept saying he still wanted to marry me. "I want to take care of her and make sure she comes back to good health in my arms, in our house," he said. Truth be told, I wasn't in a position to say Yes or No because my mind was so jammed with the faces of the three men, and with everything that had happened.

A few days later, when I was less sedated, I was able to look him in the eye. I kept saying sorry. I felt like I had let him down. Some people said it was my own fault for leaving the house in the morning. It was really hurtful, but my family and Harry supported me.

The police never caught the rapists. I went to the line-up after line-up but I didn't recognise any of the men, and it hurt me each time I went. It set back my recovery - it was 10 steps forward, 20 back. In the end, I went back to the police station and said: "You know what, I'm done. I just want to leave it."

Three months after the attack I was told I was HIV-negative and got really excited, but they told me I had to wait three more months to be sure. Still, Harry and I began to plan our second wedding.

Although I had been very angry at the press intrusion, somebody read my story and asked to meet me. Her name was Vip Ogolla, and she was also a rape survivor. We spoke, and she told me she and her friends wanted to give me a free wedding. "Go wild, have whatever you want," she said.

I was ecstatic. I went for a different type of cake, much more expensive. Instead of a rented gown, now I could have one that was totally mine.

In July 2005, seven months after our first planned wedding, Harry and I got married and went on a honeymoon.

Twenty-nine days later, we were at home on a very cold night. Harry lit a charcoal burner and took it to the bedroom. After dinner, he removed it because the room was really warm. I got under the covers as he locked up the house. When he came to bed he said he was feeling dizzy, but we thought nothing of it.

It was so cold we couldn't sleep, so I suggested getting another duvet. But Harry said he couldn't get it as he didn't have enough strength. Strangely, I couldn't stand up either. We realised something was very wrong. He passed out. I passed out. I remember coming to. I would call him. At times he would respond, at other times he wouldn't. I pushed myself out of bed and threw up, which gave me some strength. I started crawling to the phone. I called my neighbour and said: "Something is wrong, Harry is not responding."

She came over immediately but it took me ages to crawl to the front door to let her in as I kept passing out. I saw an avalanche of people coming in, screaming. And I passed out again.

I woke up in hospital and asked where my husband was. They said they were working on him in the next room. I said: "I'm a pastor, I've seen quite a lot in my life, I need you to be very straight with me." The doctor looked at me and said: "I'm sorry, your husband did not make it."

I couldn't believe it.

Going back to church for the funeral was terrible. Just a month earlier I had been there in my white dress, with Harry standing at the front looking handsome in his suit. Now, I was in black and he was being wheeled in, in a casket.

People thought I was cursed and held back their children from me. "There's a bad omen hanging over her," they said. At one point, I actually believed it myself.

Others accused me of killing my husband. That really got me down - I was grieving.

The post-mortem showed what really happened: as the carbon monoxide filled his system, he started choking and suffocated.

I had a terrible breakdown. I felt let down by God, I felt let down by everybody. I couldn't believe that people could be laughing, going out and just going about life. I crashed.

One day I was sitting on the balcony looking at the birds chirping away and I said: "God, how can you take care of the birds and not me?" In that instant I remembered there are 24 hours a day - sitting in depression with your curtains closed, no-one's going to give you back those 24 hours. Before you know, it's a week, a month, a year wasted away. That was a tough reality.

I told everybody I would never ever get married again. God took my husband, and the thought of ever going through such a loss again was too much. It's something I wouldn't wish on anybody. The pain is so intense, you feel it in your nails.

But there was one man - Tonny Gobanga - who kept visiting. He would encourage me to talk about my husband and think about the good times. One time he didn't call for three days and I was so angry. That's when it hit me that I had fallen for him.

Tonny proposed marriage but I told him to buy a magazine, read my story and tell me if he still loved me. He came back and said he still wanted to marry me.

But I said: "Listen, there's another thing - I can't have children, so I cannot get married to you."

"Children are a gift from God," he said. "If we get them, Amen. If not, I will have more time to love you."

I thought: "Wow, what a line!" So I said Yes.

Tonny went home to tell his parents, who were very excited until they heard my story. "You can't marry her - she is cursed," they said. My father-in-law refused to attend the wedding, but we went ahead anyway. We had 800 guests - many came out of curiosity.

It was three years after my first wedding, and I was very scared. When we were exchanging vows, I thought: "Here I am again Father, please don't let him die." As the congregation prayed for us I cried uncontrollably.

A year into our marriage, I felt unwell and went to the doctor - and to my great surprise he told me that I was pregnant.

As the months progressed I was put on total bed rest, because of the stab wound to my womb. But all went well, and we had a baby girl who we called Tehille. Four years later, we had another baby girl named Towdah.

Today, I am the best of friends with my father-in-law.

I wrote a book, Crawling out of Darkness, about my ordeal, to give people hope of rising again. I also started an organisation called Kara Olmurani. We work with rape survivors, as I call them - not rape victims. We offer counselling and support. We are looking to start a halfway house for them where they can come and find their footing before going back to face the world.

I have forgiven my attackers. It wasn't easy but I realised I was getting a raw deal by being upset with people who probably don't care. My faith also encourages me to forgive and not repay evil with evil but with good.

The most important thing is to mourn. Go through every step of it. Get upset until you are willing to do something about your situation. You have to keep moving, crawl if you have to. But move towards your destiny because it's waiting, and you have to go and get it.

A new study found that women retain and carry living DNA from every man with whom they have unprotected sexual intercourse. The finding was made from the University of Seattle and the Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center.


It is not clear how solid these findings are but the study, which was focused on the female brain and genetics, found that 63% of women have brains that harbor DNA that originated from another individual.

This male DNA happen to be genetically distinct from the cells that make up the rest of the woman. Following a careful study, the researchers found that the male DNA in those women’s brains were from present or past lovers. The DNA was genetically fused to the women’s brain, and will be there for her entire life.

The discovery was reportedly made by accident. The researchers had originally been trying to determine if women who have been pregnant with a son might be more predisposed to certain neurological diseases that occur more frequently in males. To do this, the scientists had to pick apart the female brain and in so doing they discovered that the female brains often harbor “male microchimerism“. This means the presence of male DNA that originated from another individual.

At first, the researchers assumed the male DNA found in the female brain were from a male pregnancy but when an autopsy was carried out of the brains of women who had never been pregnant, let alone have a male child, the same male DNA were found in their brains. This led to great confusion and the scientists concluded that the male DNA were left in the women by every man they have ever had sex with. The study concluded that sperms are living cells and every time a woman's body absorbs spermatozoa from a man, it becomes a living part of her for her entire life.
"Sperm is alive. It is living cells. When it is injected into you it swims and swims until it crashes headlong into a wall, and then it attaches and burrows into your flesh. If it’s in your mouth it swims and climbs into your nasal passages, inner ear, and behind your eyes. Then it digs in. It enters your blood stream and collects in your brain and spine," Your Newswire reports.


https://www.google.com.ng/amp/s/www.informationng.com/2017/06/women-absorb-retain-dna-every-man-unprotected-sex-genetically-bonded-forever-report-read-detail.html/amp

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Pidgin2:


How can a male be attached to his mum, it's weird, you are a man, an independent being, stop this nonsense. I wouldn't want my son(whether I have one or not) to be attached to me it's not healthy for his own relationships and mine

There is nothing wrong in it ,its common with first and only boys .like I said it gets weird when u calling your mom midnights

There is no truth in what she is saying period.

Am so attached to my mum and I don't care if anyone likes it or not , she has not for one day infulenced my relationship life , calling his mum midnight is way out of the league .I don't want to judge your boyfriend because I don't knw how his childhood was . my only advise is talk with him and give him time

Lady orders three bottles of Moet for a guy who tried to get her number with a bottle of Moet

Ofemmanu1:

But your hardworking flat.head fellows keep developing abokki and Afonja land while umuahia is navigating to hell?

Igbos are cursed.

When the environment and government wasn't supportive nko? They should die . I can bet it that u are even in afonja land

Pearlyfaze:



Is Overhead bridge a sign of development? Is FMC not good enough? Absuth Nko. ? I don't know why people always talk off point here. The discussion is on the Visit of Uwazurike to the Northern Nigeria. Say what you think about the visit not insulting people. How much is the entire south East allocation from the FG you can start analyzing from the 2017 budget. Uwazurike shouldn't have visited the Northern Nigeria to beg for unity if he still thinks of Biafra, the only thing I see is telling the Igbo's that he was scamming them all along

Is FMC owned by abia state? Start from 1999 till date with the previous allocation what have they been using it to do abi na yourba man be governor then ? With all other obligations na overhead bridge u pick ? Welldone sir. When GEJ was president were was Namdi Kanu? My problem with the us is that we are too tribalistic .

My problem is that my fellow Igbo brothers will not channel there resources and time towards making sure our governors in d east brings development rather we are fighting to be on our own . I stayed in umuahia for 23 good years yet no one single overhead bridge , no good government hospitals, no good roads.pay civil servants na problem for them yet every month they will reason allocations.

So to pay them now has turned into a national debate

Samusu:
Abeg see the list of the kidnappers:
Chikudi Onuamadike
Nwosu Chukwuka
Suoyo Paul,
Felix Chinemerem,
Ikenna Emeka,
Uchechukwu Amadi
Ogechi Amadi
Useless people.
No federal character in their recruitment of kidnappers, they recruited only Igbos...lol
Just marginalising Yoruba and aboki kidnappers

Senate must invite Evans unfailingly

Lol u no well

Alitair:
Very true op. I remember my experiences back then. Was really horid. We drank rain water and our only source of water were the rivers around namely
*bee(because close to the stream there were lots of bee nests)
*tea(the colour of the stream)
*girls stream
*bridge(had a log bridge across)

Only drug in the school pharmacy was paracetamol
Bullying was free for all.....

I'm not angel but I would have been a much better person if i had not schooled there.... Even typing it makes me reminisce on the evil experiences...

The only person that can mention such streams is if u went to international secondary school uturu. I hail oh

prof1990:
@op I like how you carry another man problem like hunchback. Phyno complain?

Make I disconnect you glo network like

What are u saying ? Sometimes I wonder how we reason atimes, just imagine someone copying ur research work word for word and getting more recongintion.

CliffordOrji:
We Igbos support Senator Dino Melaye. How I wish Senator Dino Melaye can rule us in Igboland. Infact Senator Dino Melaye must rule us in Igboland in Jesus name. Dino Melaye is greater than all Igbo men both dead and alive.

Dino Melaye is greater than ojukwu
Dino Melaye is greater than nnamdi azikiwe
Dino Melaye is greater than chinua achebe
Dino Melaye is greater than nnamndi kanu

Talk for your self not the igbos , looks like you escaped from the zoo

For God's sake is Igbo not ibo

July 25th
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Adminisher:
This is the devil's trap. No Christian pastor will ever say this

In as much I don't believe this news, what has the government really done to stop this killings? Nothing and their clerics have not come out to condemn this attacks on Christian

This man is such a humble fellow, during his workers wedding he was part of the groomsmen . I just hope our leaders will learn and emulate his lifestyle

DTOBS:
All I see is an Olosho in Celeb body!! !

Where are the f**k crew?

Because she is a celeb she shouldnt have fun? Nawa for Nigerians and their mentality

Why are u in turkey ??come back home fool

skotch:


What was ur set in issu/absu?

Didn't finish let after my jss3 chidiozie agomouh set