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Police in Anambra State have declared kinsmen of renowned author, Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie wanted, over a protracted tussle for ownership of a parcel of land.

Ukpo community and Abba in Anambra State have been engaged in a tussle over a disputed parcel of land.

Billionaire oil magnate, Engr Arthur Eze who hails from Ukpo community has been fingered as the hand behind the crisis, while renowned author, Adichie who hails from Abba has accused Eze of working to diminish, intimidate and humiliate his people to appropriate their land.

In press release by the Anambra State Police Command on Wednesday night, SP Haruna Mohammed, the command’s spokesman said a warrant of arrest had been obtained against some Abba indigenes.

The release stated, “We wish to inform the general public that warrants of arrest was obtained by the Police in respect of the following suspects over alleged cases of conspiracy and conduct likely to cause breach of peace at Ukpo in Dunukofia LGA of Anambra State.”

The command listed the names of those to be arrested as Pius Nweke, Isaac Nwafor, Engr. Bennett Anekwe, “all males of Abba Community in Njikoka LGA of Anambra State.”

The release further stated that, “The Command enjoins the public with useful information that could lead to the arrest of the aforementioned suspects to contact the nearest Police Station/formations or call the Police emergency number 07039194332 for prompt action, please.”

The Nigeria Union of Mines Workers has commended President Muhammadu Buhari for taken a bold step toward revitalization of the ailing Ajaokuta steel company through the propose signing of an agreement with Russia , the original builders of the steel plant.

Chairman of the union, Ajaokuta steel branch, Comrade Mohammed Abdulsalam Jimoh, who gave the commendation in Lokoja Tuesday while addressing newsmen on independent day, said the federal government for the first time in many years was about to take a right step toward a right direction to bring back the original builders of the steel plant in order to revitalise and make it operational.

“Alas, many concessions has taken place in the past without result, even one of the concession between the federal government and Solgas Energy Limited resulted to litigation that took over ten years before it was resolved .

“The concession failed in its totality because the companies were not the original builders and they don’t have any idea of the steel plant.

“Now that President Muhammadu Buhari led administration has taken a bold step to bring the original builders of the plant back to complete the plant, I am optimistic and confident that in no distance time what we have been dreaming and cleaving for will come back to life” the union leader said.

While appealing to President Buhari not to renege on his laudable plan for Ajaokuta steel company, Comrade Jimoh describe the effort of the present administration as a welcome development that will put the country on a threshold of industrialization.

“I am calling on the management and staff of the steel company to support the president with prayers to enable him actualise his plan of going to Russia to sign an agreement for the completion of the integrated plant that will create enormous jobs and generate huge revenue for the government” he added.

Speaking further the union leader , said that Ajaokuta steel workers deserve national honour for maintaining and keeping the giant plant against vandalization, saying the technical audit conducted in 2010 and 2018 clearly indicated that all the equipment are intact.

According to him “It is unacceptable for any body to claim that the steel workers are redundant. If not for the workers the plant could not have passed the several technical audit conducted to ascertain the standard of the plant”

https://www.dailytrust.com.ng/mine-workers-laud-buhari-over-planned-revival-of-ajaokuta-steel.html

Bread with pap or noodles

Petitequeen:
I never ever felt getting a job would be hard for me. As a top class student in the University, I felt I'd have a myriad of jobs to choose from when I graduate. In my 2nd year in school, I had already subscribed to MyJobMag and NGCareers and with the number of vacancies they churn out everyday, I felt, why would anyone say they couldn't get jobs or that there are no jobs, when it was apparent that firms were practically competing in the search for prospective employees. It really used to amaze me until "owu" blew me...

The plan I had in mind was to do an internship in a prestigious organization before NYSC and then come back after NYSC to secure a position as a staff in that organization or in a better one entirely. And may I bring it to your notice brothers and sisters of God, I am still searching. Me, the self proclaimed top student in the University.... Anyways I haven't lost hope, but I've learn a great deal.

One of the memorable experiences I had in my job search struggle was my interview with a popular food company in Lagos. It was one of my first interviews, so one may feel that I would be a little naive, however I was very confident I would do well as I felt it wasn't a big task. I was good at communication and public speaking as I led so many presentations back in school so an interview wasn't going to be that hard, I thought.

The morning of the interview, I woke up by 4am, took my bath and got dressed before 5am, had a short prayer with my mum over the interview and then left the house around 5:30am,( I stay in Badagry, which is like another state entirely, so you have leave home very early if you want to make it to anywhere on the mainland or island before 9am) I already had the address of the organization I was going to, but I didn't know the place, I had the help of google map and Lagos bus drivers, so I was covered, or so I thought.

My ordeal started when I got to Iyana Ipaja and was supposed to take another bus to Ikeja, prior to this time I had never been to Ikeja, so when I started hearing buses calling "Ikeja along" and others calling "Ikeja inside" I was confused. I was like which one is going to Ikeja naw?? After pondering for a while, I decided to ask one woman selling jewelry on the roadside. I approached her and said, "Madam, please where can I get a bus going to Ikeja?"

she looked at me suspiciously and turned to a young girl seating close to her, who would probably have been her daughter and asked her "ki lo wi?" meaning "what did she say?"

As someone who was bred and 'buttered' in Lagos now, I quickly repeated the question again in Yoruba, only for the woman to look at me and hiss.

"so you know how to speak Yoruba since, you were now shaping your mouth and speaking oyibo English for us? Big madam! You went to school, we have seen you!" She mouthed in Yoruba.

I was surprised, it was only a question I asked, I thought. After about 2 minutes of realizing the woman wasn't going to say any other thing, her daughter decided to help me.

"Go that garage, tell them say..." she started to say, only for the woman to cut her short again..

"why are you telling her? is she blind? can't she hear conductors calling Ikeja inside everywhere?" she spoke in yoruba.

"sebi you went to school?" she turned to ask me, still in yoruba, "didn't you see all these conductors calling Ikeja inside? they are the one going inside Ikeja" she finished off with snort.

Shocked and weak, I thanked the woman and walked towards the bus calling Ikeja inside. I asked the conductor how much the fare was and he told me #300. I quickly sat in and was waiting for the bus to fill up, only for the conductor to announce that the fare was now #400. Everybody inside the bus started shouting and abusing the conductor, why was he hiking the price? was it because his bus was the only one at the garage and people were late? they were all asking and shouting all at once, the conductor kept on hammering that it was #400 and if anyone didn't want to go, the person could equally come down. Everybody started getting down from the bus in annoyance and me, the newbie, also joined them, thinking "no be me conductor go scam this morning"
When the conductor realized people were getting down, he shouted "oya enter for #300, hold your change oh, I no get change..." before the man had even finished his speech, see men and women in suit scrambling to get back into the bus, both people that got down from the bus and people that were standing at the garage waiting for another bus. In the event of the scrambling, I was shoved and pushed and still didn't get a seat.

I had to wait for over 20 minutes for another bus, which I managed to struggle and squeeze myself in. By this time, it was already past 8 and my interview was scheduled to hold around 10.
After spending about an hour in traffic, we finally go to Ikeja underbridge and I managed to get a keke going to my direction, along with my phone showing google map, I finally got to the address.

I entered the building and was told to wait in the reception, along with some other interviewees, after 30 minutes, I was called into another room where a three-man panel sat, the panel was made up of an elderly man, a white man and a woman. I waa told to sit, so I sat.

The white man smiled at me and asked me to tell them about myself, I started off by saying my name and talked for about two minutes. Then the elderly man , with a scowl on his face looked at me and said "This one you're speaking English fre fre fee, can you sell?"

I smiled and told him I could. That I had led a sales project back in school and I was capable of...

"How many main markets do you know in Lagos?, Mention the major markets in Lagos" he interrupted.

I started mentioning the little markets I knew around my area and the man laughed sarcastically, "this one looks like all those ajebo that leave the market runs for their mother" he told the woman seated beside him.

The white man sensing that I had begun to feel nervous asked if I knew their products, I turned to him and said I did and started mentioning some of them, only for the elderly man to cut me short again asking if I use all the products. To be honest, I prefer another brand entirely, but I told him I use some and he started calling out all their products and asking for the market prices and I was only able to answer some of them. He stopped and asked the woman if she had any other question, and she asked me what my strengths were, naive as I was, I said my strength was smiling, that I smile even when I'm not happy, I was trying to smile as I was saying this, but village people no gree oh, the smile didnt come, what came was a rigid teeth showing attempt that was apparently fake.
The woman looked at me with pity and said she had no more questions, I was still trying to regain my consciousness when the elderly man threw the question at me " If you were an animal, what animal would you be?"

I couldn't imagine that they were referring to me so I said "what?"but he repeated the same question, Was I a joke to these people? I asked myself. In my confusion, I replied that I would be a bird. The man asked why, and I said because I love to sing. The looks on their faces showed my reply was foolish, the question itself was foolish, I thought, so I tried to align my reply with the job and then I said "when I'm working, I love to sing as this makes the job look seamless and easier for me" which was a more silly response when I think about it.

The interview ended there, after they said they'd get back to me, which I knew wasn't going to happen. I knew I had flopped big time. I boarded a bus going home along with one of the applicants, so I asked her if she was asked the animal question, she told me she was and she told them she would love to be an eagle because she was foresighted and loved to soar high at all times.
Her reply made much sense and I began to wonder why I didn't think of that. Why didnt I even think of being a Lion? so I could be brave and courageous or a tortoise, so I could be wise?

Anyways, I vowed to be a better animal in my next interview. Being an animal will not disqualify me from any other recruitment process.

What a wonderful writeup, I love this

Now here is a palatable news about the SARS, they are now doing their work

This Lagos state, I will finally visit there someday

This is a good development from the police department, I read about the guy's testimony earlier, those officers really need to be punished

The Oyo State Police Command has arrested a 20-year-old man, Gbolahan Ismaila, for killing a 35-year-old woman, Toyin Olubowale, with a wooden stool after allegedly raping her.

The Commissioner of Police in the State, Shina Olukolu, while parading the suspect on Friday at the command headquarters, in Eleyele, Ibadan said the culprit forcefully had sex with the victim before killing her

He said Ismaila boarded a commercial motorcycle ridden by one Joel Musa to Olubowale’s house.

The CP explained that Ismaila sexually assaulted the woman and subsequently smashed her head with a wooden stool which led to her death, adding that the suspect made away with her phone.

The Police boss stated, “When the commercial motorcyclist returned him to Oju-Irin, Akobo area of Ibadan, he noticed a wound and blood stains on one of Ismaila’s fingers and he became suspicious due to unusual sound he heard from the house while he was outside.

“The rider went back to the house and met people crying over the death of the deceased. He thereafter informed the people that he knew the suspect. Hence, he was promptly arrested and handed over to the police.”

Olukolu noted that the motorcycle rider led policemen to arrest Ismaila, whom he said had confessed to the crime.

Two other suspects, one Oyedeji Blessing, who received the stolen phone and one Oyekola Mumini, a phone repairer, who assisted to wipe off the information on the phone were also arrested.

Olukolu called on members of the public to always make use of the two emergency control room numbers, 07055495413 and 08081768614, in case of any distress.

He also called on the people of the state to continue to support the police with credible and timely information.

“I want to use this medium to assure the members of the public of our preparedness to protect life and property before, during and after this Yuletide period. I equally want to sternly warn criminals who feel Oyo State can be a safe haven to have a rethink and relocate out of the state as the long arm of the law will surely catch up with them,” the CP added.

Speaking with journalists, the suspected murderer, Ismaila, blamed the incident on the work of the devil. He said he had initially wooed the deceased but the woman asked him to give her time to think about the love proposal.

He said, “On that day, I went to her house, I had sex with her forcefully and thereafter, I used a wooden stool to hit her on the head. It was the work of the devil. I don’t know what prompted me to kill her.”

This man is indeed the change Oyo states needs, the short period of time he has used has been so eventful.... This man is my best governor ever

nairalee:
OP woke up 3:am to make use of the good network to download. Download what biko?

Download porn Abi. This snake was prolly sent by the good forces to prevent u from watching porn which may lead to masturbation and yesterday we all read of someone that masturbated to death.

So OP this snake was your guardian angel that saved your life but u did what we do to every messiah, you killed it.

Lesson to OP
STOP WATCHING PORN
STOP MASTURBATION

Something is telling me that you're so guilty of this

marvelous000:
I give you gift and you cynically construe it for concupiscent grant, or begin to accentuate discrepancy between my gift and another person's, then be ready to hand that gift back(there are plethora of people who will appreciate half of that gift.)

I got no tolerance for ingrates, nor do i have patience for bimbos who see romance in terms of pecuniary transaction

On top wetin bro

A fresh graduate of history and international studies shares his emotional story about how he became paralyzed at a tender age and still came out as a graduate.


Life they say, is like a talking drum. When it speaks tranquility to you, never generalise. Because on the other side, the sounds might be terrific. I have seen through the smoke of flame and the wind of time.
The rod of life had struck me half naked before it broke. Still, I picked up the remains to serve as firewood. So that come what may, even in the deadliest of the storms, I could acclimate.
I am a native of Kwara state, in a town known as Shao. But as destiny will have it, my birth was a blessing to the great city of Ibadan, where I also grew up.
As a young boy, I was very charming and adorable, full of life. Just like every other kid out there. But at age twelve (12), an incident happened. This incident changed my life!
The young boy was struck by a terrible sickness which in his innocent mind, never knew would haunt him forever. As expected, his parents sought some medical advice. Then, the poor boy was taken to the hospital for professional help. Alas! What he got instead, an everlasting blow.
On that faithful day when his parents took their last child of the house to the hospital for treatment, they hoped that God would perform wonders through the doctors. And eventually, He did. Just that nobody expected the dimension. Unfortunately, there was a professional error. The doctor in charge gave me the wrong dosage of injection which paralysed my motion till date.
And in a bid to salvage the situation, my parents exhausted all efforts. But all to no avail. That was how my destiny took a turn. It was a terrible moment for my family and I. In particular, the darkest period of my life.
Although that incident was successful in paralysing my motion but not my courage. I have learned to be a fighter that not even my physical condition can be a factor. I took the bull by its horn ever since.
Just as my elementary, I equally became a force to reckon with during my secondary days.
People always expect my physical challenge to deter me. But I have lost count of the surprises that I pulled. Even as life wouldn't let me enjoy my hard earned joy, when I was denied admission into a University since 2011 until 2015, despite my remarkable performances in the examinations. I still forged ahead anyway before the University of Ilorin made my academic dreams possible. That was after I completed my programme in public administration at the Kwara state polytechnic.
Today, despite all the challenges, I am a graduate. I can boast of a diploma in Public Administrations and a Bachelors degree of History and International Studies.
Yet, I am not ready to rest on my oars, I do hope to accomplish greater things in life. Then serve as a source of motivation to other 'life-soldiers' that it is not over until it is over. Till I have my last breath, I will give life my all.
I am Jimoh Isiaq Ishola. (A.K.A General).

More like..... Taking them to their den

More like..... Taking the to their den

Egbami�
Is the function of this toilet different from the normal one we use, does it turn poo to gold?

So sad

Great

Wait, is that three watches I see on their hands

But how this girl take big like this, for her age

Natoski5:
First class?? ..she gats brains mehn

What can she possibly be doing except reading.... tell me

I just can't understand anything from his post

apesinola001:
Obafemi Awolowo University Not Osun State University

That was then bro

No be me go enter this plane... but her life motivational on it own,a lesson for those who give up on life easily, kudos to you dear, you're one in a million

If you don't believe it, how do you expect us to believe

czarina:
R.I.P baby.


No one should be bullied or hated for who or what they are as long as they're not harming anyone.

Being gay doesn't make him a bad person. There are tons of "straight" people he's better than. But the world doesn't seem to care. Sad. Just sad

Lesbian sighted

Don't have time to read this now

All these are the normal codes I already know

Omo toh fine

hakanai:
RIP to the fallen!

How did it happen? Why wsan't he having his helmet? How did his head get that close to the blade?

Where are the safety mechanism and training for such people to prevent such accidents.

I suggest that a serious investigation be carried out. In order to improve safety of persons working with or around such machines.

It was reported that the blade came off while in motion and he happened to be there

hmm

I heard from another source that it was as a result of break failure, leaving the woman with no choice than to swerve into the river