₦airaland Forum

Then the booster section for men with doings

The ruler of other sections.

Bro all you do have money omo

It more than important.

Infact right next to the air we breath is money 💰

I swear hmmmm

This is really an extraordinary experience. Thank God you survived this. It is worth a book.

Saleslourd:
CHAPTER: A Day In The Cell

People outside imagine prison as one long empty silence. Waiting. Nothing happening.

That is not Ikoyi.

Inside that cell life runs from before sunrise to the last sweep of the night. And if you are Jankara broke, new, and nobody that life starts the worst possible way.

A beating.

Not because you did anything wrong. Because you were still sleeping.

Every morning any Jankara still on the floor when the day begins gets beaten awake. No alarm. No warning. Just hands and feet until you move. That is how the day starts.

Morning Prayers

Once everyone is up we all shift to one side of the cell. The Muslim brothers need space to pray. And they get it. Every morning without fail. Inside that same crowded cell that smells of 300 bodies — a clean space is made. After prayers the Alfa gives his sermon. Then we shift to the other side.

Now it is the Christian brothers' turn.

This is not a quiet little devotion. This is full church. Musical instruments inside a prison cell. Singing. Clapping. The kind of praise and worship that would fill any Lagos church on a Sunday morning.

I led praise and worship sometimes.

I never knew I could sing until Ikoyi Prison told me.

After the sermon the cell pastor delivers his word. Then everyone returns to their position.

One important thing — in that cell everyone has a position. A specific spot that belongs to you. You do not move from it without permission. Enter another inmate's space without reason and it is treated as trespassing. The punishment comes fast.

The Food

After morning duties the food arrives.

Beans.

Watery. No oil. No onion. No seasoning. Just pale liquid with beans floating in it like they were embarrassed to be there.

Before prison I never liked beans. Inside that cell I counted the minutes until it arrived. Me and every other Jankara pressed against the wall waiting for our portion like it was the finest meal in Lagos.

But here is where the corruption enters quietly.

The food marshals the inmates in charge of sharing would skim from the Jankara portions before distribution. Set aside a small amount. Then sell that same food back to us for ₦200.

Food that was already ours. Already counted for us. Taken. Then sold back.

We complained once. Only once.

The next day the executives got bigger portions. The marshals gave the Cell President his cut. And we got less than before.

We never complained again.

Afternoon could bring rice. Or eba with something they called egusi soup. Night was garri and half a tin of milk.

Do not let the names deceive you. Nothing inside that cell looked or tasted like what I just described. But we ate. Because hunger does not care about quality.

There was a rumour that circulated quietly among inmates.

That something was added to the beans.

A substance to make us weak. Slow. Too tired to organise. Too heavy to riot.

Nobody could prove it. Nobody could disprove it either.

But I will tell you what I know from my own body.

Every morning after that meal almost every inmate would sleep off. The cell that had been loud and alive would go quiet. Bodies dropping back to the floor.

I felt it too. That heaviness. That sudden weight behind the eyes.

And when I finally left that place it took months before my strength came back properly. Months before my body felt like mine again.

Whether it was the food quality. The stress. The conditions.

Or something added to the beans.

I cannot tell you with certainty.

What I can tell you is that inside that cell a tired inmate is a controlled inmate.

And someone understood that very well.

The Day

After the morning meal the cell settles into its rhythm.

Conversations. Arguments. Sometimes fights which almost always end with beatings for the Jankara involved regardless of who started it.

By around 10am the yard master opens the cell. First inmates with court cases. Adjournment day. Their chance to face the system that put them there.

After that the Cell President and selected inmates get compound access.

Then the sellers.

Then if you have money to tip the guard you can go out too.

The rest of us wait.

By right we should be outside by noon. Back inside by 4 or 5pm.

But rights do not exist in that cell.

We went out when the guard felt like it. Could be 1pm. Could be 2pm. Could be later. We waited on the mercy of whoever held the key that day.

Evening

When everyone returns the sweepers go to work. Then the cell shifts for evening service.

If morning service was church evening service is revival.

Longer sermon. More energy. More music. And the pastor had a special gift.

Prophecy.

He would call out an inmate. Point in their direction. Speak directly into their situation. Family problems. Court cases. Hidden fears.

The cell would erupt. Hailing. Believing.

I watched this happen many times. And I noticed something nobody else seemed to.

The pastor was a very careful listener.

The things he prophesied about — I had heard those same things discussed quietly between inmates earlier that same day. A man complaining his mother stopped picking his calls. A man worried about his case. The pastor filed it away. Then delivered it back as revelation.

He never prophesied about me.

Because I never complained to anyone. Never shared my problems with the cell. Kept my frequency to myself.

He had nothing to work with.

After the Muslim brothers finished their evening worship everyone settled back into position.

Night

Then came the one who made everything different.

In our cell there was a Yahoo boy. Well known outside. I will not mention his name. But on certain evenings he would make an announcement.

Cigarettes and hard drugs. Going round the cell. On him.

The cell would come alive. Smoke filling the air. Cheering.

For those of us who did not use nothing. Not even food. Just the smoke drifting past.

Because he was cashing out. Even inside Ikoyi Prison his online fraud was still running. Money still coming in. And when it came he spent it like a chairman inside those walls.

That told me something important about that place.

The gates do not stop everything. Not the drugs. Not the phones. Not the money.

Nothing enters that prison without someone inside allowing it.

I will explain exactly how that system works in the next chapter.

Wednesday nights had something special too. New inmates were made to stand and tell their story what brought them inside. Then the existing inmates performed. Rap. Music. The cell becoming a stage while smoke drifted to the ceiling and everyone cheered.

Then the final sweep.

Then the executives arranged us Jankara pressed side by side, head to toe, packed into our positions on the floor.

And that was a day in the cell.

Every single day.

Until your case moved or your time was done.

@Evergreen4 @CJStarz @duduade @Bluebolt @RoadMozart @Willy2025 @Kalulu44 @thrillionaire @bestman09

Next chapter coming soon

Willy2025:
This is really an extraordinary experience. Thank God you survived this. It is worth a book.

Working on it

Really appreciate the suggestion

Saleslourd:
Relaxe my guy lol 😂


See ehn,

Asides from the similarities with classrooms in a government school the numbering system is also similar.

In ikoyi Prison compound the prison cells have different sections called "Ward's "

Stay with me I'll
explain more about it

trust me

If you used classroom as an example of the room you're referring to, then I have no qualms about that. Anyways waiting to hear more from you

Saleslourd:
Relaxe you won.

The mistake is from my end yes

I should have called it properly "hall"

Is the size of a class room in public schools if you've seen one

Yeah now you're talking. A standard classroom is almost like a hall.
Now continue with your story, I dey follow you bumper to bumper

Kalulu44:
Yeah now you're talking. A standard classroom is almost like a hall.
Now continue with your story, I dey follow you bumper to bumper

12 don knack

Time to continue writing for toilet 😸

Na my active our be this

Kalulu44:
Yeah now you're talking. A standard classroom is almost like a hall.
Now continue with your story, I dey follow you bumper to bumper

I go mentione you no worry

Saleslourd:


12 don knack

Time to continue writing for toilet 😸

Na my active our be this

Hahahaha, why now and why in the tolet

Kalulu44:
Hahahaha, why now and why in the tolet

I'm super relaxed this perticular hour

As for why toilet

Omo

Maximum privacy.

My best front page work came from there (parsonal\ commercial)

All

Saleslourd:
I'm super relaxed this perticular hour

As for why toilet

Omo

Maximum privacy.

My best front page work came from there (parsonal\ commercial)

All

Hmmm.... Ok o

CHAPTER: Opportunities Available & How To Access Them

Ok let me be honest with you before we dive in.

This section was originally locked away. Meant exclusively for my book. The kind of information gatekeepers prefer stays hidden.

But I decided the people need this now.

Some details I still cannot share publicly. The gatekeepers have their rules. But personal books? Different matter entirely. And trust me that book is coming. The kind of exposure that might put me in trouble.

I don't care. Life forced the giran side of me out and that is now my permanent frequency. The universe has no reverse. 😈✍️👑

Now. Read this slowly. No rush. You understand? Good.

Prison is not all torture and darkness.

I will say it again so it lands properly.

Prison. Is. Not. All. Torture. And. Darkness.

In fact and I say this with my full chest if my child misbehaves seriously in the future, I will personally escort them to see what I am about to show you.


Opportunity 1: Free Education. All The Way To University.

Outside these walls the government provides free primary and secondary education. That is where it stops.

Inside Ikoyi Prison? GCE. JAMB. University.

All free. Not one kobo.

I personally could not take advantage of this because I found a way to fast track my sentence. A strategy so simple it sounds like a joke yet most inmates spend years rotting away waiting for judgment they could have settled in the first or second hearing.

Some accusers never even show up to court. And the inmate just... waits. Years. Because nobody told them which button to press.

I will dedicate a full section to solving that problem. No lawyer required. Just knowledge. The right knowledge at the right time.

Opportunity 2: The Library. The Most Ignored Gold Mine In That Facility.

Let me tell you something about myself first so you understand why this hit me the way it did.

Before prison I was already obsessed with selling. How To Sell To Nigerians by Akin Alabi. Small Business Big Money. I had read them both. Sales was in my blood even when I had no money to show for it.

Dad died of stomach cancer. Mom was diagnosed with diabetic foot — lost four toes on her left foot, major decay spreading up to her heel. She was the breadwinner. The backbone. The source of every blessing this family ever had.

I couldn't afford to further my education. So I just... hustled.

Then I entered Ikoyi Prison.

And inside that prison was a library.

Two elderly inmates were appointed to manage it. The rule was simple — you had to look clean to enter.

I had no footwear. I was dirty. I had nothing.

I refused to leave.

They had no choice but to let me in.

And inside that library sitting quietly on a shelf was "Sell Like Crazy"by Sabri Suby.

I want you to understand what that moment meant. A boy who dreamed of becoming the greatest salesman to ever walk the earth. Who lost his father. Who was carrying his sick mother on his back. Who got beaten, locked up, stripped of everything.

Found That Book There.

The library cleared my understanding of social media marketing and sales psychology in ways I had never accessed before. It was all there. Waiting.



Most inmates walked past that library every single day and never entered.

I forced my way in with no shoes.

That is the difference.


Opportunity 3: The Church. More Than Worship.

This is the one people least expect.

The church service inside Ikoyi Prison was not just praise and worship. It was a classroom. A networking room. A second chance waiting room.

Financial intelligence. How to handle pressure. How to find peace in situations that demand panic. Real wisdom delivered inside those walls every single service.

But more than the teaching it was the connections.

CEOs attended. Top government officials passed through. People you could never reach on the outside separated from you by security, protocol, status were suddenly sitting in the same room. Wearing the same uniform. Eating the same food.

One time a company accused approximately 15 Indian staff members of fraud. All convicted. All inside Ikoyi.

The kind of international business exposure sitting right there in that cell. Connections that would have been completely impossible outside those walls.

My own relationship with the magistrate the man who changed my life would never have existed without that situation.

You cannot reach some people until life puts you both in the same room.

Prison was that room.


More opportunities coming in the next drop.

Next: Adjournment days how they work and how to use them to your advantage.

@QuinQQ @QuinQ @InvestSmart @CodeTemplar @iwaeda @Elzazzi @thrillionaire @Kalulu44 @McLizbae @dalitigator @MyExpression @ceejayluv @Revolva @thomas2024 @Onewazobia @SisterAnn @joshkke @dapadawee @Rootprof @guobe @Hassanmaye @prciouschika @MrSly @Danielaka @jidxin @Ishilove @WantsandMore @Lanretoye @Kingrshd3 @vicfajeze @Sensiblerealist @erniok @Gotocourt @Charleschidera @olubunmimary100 @Dzzzz @Ohyoudidnt @Oxb90 @bewla @williams2326 @martius101 @comodo @Chilota2 @tranxo @Brizzportal @GeneralOuki @clockwisereport @Btruth @oldguyman @Naustine @KingRabota @oluwaseyi0 @AirBere @ADAMUdaCOWBOY @GloriousGbola @OneCandleAway @Tinajude @bigfoot79 @FortCavazosKnox @Princemedico18 @Salako01 @Kaborvibez @Willy2025 @Evergreen4 @CJStarz @duduade @Bluebolt @RoadMozart @bestman09

Nobody left behind. Every single person who showed up for this thread is mentioned. 💯


Me and my uncle before the experience.

©2015(image)

Amazed....
Still following.

Put the story up in Amazon..

Saleslourd:
CHAPTER: Opportunities Available & How To Access Them

Ok let me be honest with you before we dive in.

This section was originally locked away. Meant exclusively for my book. The kind of information gatekeepers prefer stays hidden.

But I decided the people need this now.

Some details I still cannot share publicly. The gatekeepers have their rules. But personal books? Different matter entirely. And trust me that book is coming. The kind of exposure that might put me in trouble.

I don't care. Life forced the giran side of me out and that is now my permanent frequency. The universe has no reverse. 😈✍️👑

Now. Read this slowly. No rush. You understand? Good.

Prison is not all torture and darkness.

I will say it again so it lands properly.

Prison. Is. Not. All. Torture. And. Darkness.

In fact and I say this with my full chest if my child misbehaves seriously in the future, I will personally escort them to see what I am about to show you.


Opportunity 1: Free Education. All The Way To University.

Outside these walls the government provides free primary and secondary education. That is where it stops.

Inside Ikoyi Prison? GCE. JAMB. University.

All free. Not one kobo.

I personally could not take advantage of this because I found a way to fast track my sentence. A strategy so simple it sounds like a joke yet most inmates spend years rotting away waiting for judgment they could have settled in the first or second hearing.

Some accusers never even show up to court. And the inmate just... waits. Years. Because nobody told them which button to press.

I will dedicate a full section to solving that problem. No lawyer required. Just knowledge. The right knowledge at the right time.

Opportunity 2: The Library. The Most Ignored Gold Mine In That Facility.

Let me tell you something about myself first so you understand why this hit me the way it did.

Before prison I was already obsessed with selling. How To Sell To Nigerians by Akin Alabi. Small Business Big Money. I had read them both. Sales was in my blood even when I had no money to show for it.

Dad died of stomach cancer. Mom was diagnosed with diabetic foot — lost four toes on her left foot, major decay spreading up to her heel. She was the breadwinner. The backbone. The source of every blessing this family ever had.

I couldn't afford to further my education. So I just... hustled.

Then I entered Ikoyi Prison.

And inside that prison was a library.

Two elderly inmates were appointed to manage it. The rule was simple — you had to look clean to enter.

I had no footwear. I was dirty. I had nothing.

I refused to leave.

They had no choice but to let me in.

And inside that library sitting quietly on a shelf was "Sell Like Crazy"by Sabri Suby.

I want you to understand what that moment meant. A boy who dreamed of becoming the greatest salesman to ever walk the earth. Who lost his father. Who was carrying his sick mother on his back. Who got beaten, locked up, stripped of everything.

Found That Book There.

The library cleared my understanding of social media marketing and sales psychology in ways I had never accessed before. It was all there. Waiting.



Most inmates walked past that library every single day and never entered.

I forced my way in with no shoes.

That is the difference.


Opportunity 3: The Church. More Than Worship.

This is the one people least expect.

The church service inside Ikoyi Prison was not just praise and worship. It was a classroom. A networking room. A second chance waiting room.

Financial intelligence. How to handle pressure. How to find peace in situations that demand panic. Real wisdom delivered inside those walls every single service.

But more than the teaching it was the connections.

CEOs attended. Top government officials passed through. People you could never reach on the outside separated from you by security, protocol, status were suddenly sitting in the same room. Wearing the same uniform. Eating the same food.

One time a company accused approximately 15 Indian staff members of fraud. All convicted. All inside Ikoyi.

The kind of international business exposure sitting right there in that cell. Connections that would have been completely impossible outside those walls.

My own relationship with the magistrate the man who changed my life would never have existed without that situation.

You cannot reach some people until life puts you both in the same room.

Prison was that room.


More opportunities coming in the next drop.

Next: Adjournment days how they work and how to use them to your advantage.

@QuinQQ @QuinQ @InvestSmart @CodeTemplar @iwaeda @Elzazzi @thrillionaire @Kalulu44 @McLizbae @dalitigator @MyExpression @ceejayluv @Revolva @thomas2024 @Onewazobia @SisterAnn @joshkke @dapadawee @Rootprof @guobe @Hassanmaye @prciouschika @MrSly @Danielaka @jidxin @Ishilove @WantsandMore @Lanretoye @Kingrshd3 @vicfajeze @Sensiblerealist @erniok @Gotocourt @Charleschidera @olubunmimary100 @Dzzzz @Ohyoudidnt @Oxb90 @bewla @williams2326 @martius101 @comodo @Chilota2 @tranxo @Brizzportal @GeneralOuki @clockwisereport @Btruth @oldguyman @Naustine @KingRabota @oluwaseyi0 @AirBere @ADAMUdaCOWBOY @GloriousGbola @OneCandleAway @Tinajude @bigfoot79 @FortCavazosKnox @Princemedico18 @Salako01 @Kaborvibez @Willy2025 @Evergreen4 @CJStarz @duduade @Bluebolt @RoadMozart @bestman09

Nobody left behind. Every single person who showed up for this thread is mentioned. 💯


Me and my uncle before the experience.

©2015(image)

Saleslourd:
CHAPTER: Opportunities Available & How To Access Them

Ok let me be honest with you before we dive in.

This section was originally locked away. Meant exclusively for my book. The kind of information gatekeepers prefer stays hidden.

But I decided the people need this now.

Some details I still cannot share publicly. The gatekeepers have their rules. But personal books? Different matter entirely. And trust me that book is coming. The kind of exposure that might put me in trouble.

I don't care. Life forced the giran side of me out and that is now my permanent frequency. The universe has no reverse. 😈✍️👑

Now. Read this slowly. No rush. You understand? Good.

Prison is not all torture and darkness.

I will say it again so it lands properly.

Prison. Is. Not. All. Torture. And. Darkness.

In fact and I say this with my full chest if my child misbehaves seriously in the future, I will personally escort them to see what I am about to show you.


Opportunity 1: Free Education. All The Way To University.

Outside these walls the government provides free primary and secondary education. That is where it stops.

Inside Ikoyi Prison? GCE. JAMB. University.

All free. Not one kobo.

I personally could not take advantage of this because I found a way to fast track my sentence. A strategy so simple it sounds like a joke yet most inmates spend years rotting away waiting for judgment they could have settled in the first or second hearing.

Some accusers never even show up to court. And the inmate just... waits. Years. Because nobody told them which button to press.

I will dedicate a full section to solving that problem. No lawyer required. Just knowledge. The right knowledge at the right time.

Opportunity 2: The Library. The Most Ignored Gold Mine In That Facility.

Let me tell you something about myself first so you understand why this hit me the way it did.

Before prison I was already obsessed with selling. How To Sell To Nigerians by Akin Alabi. Small Business Big Money. I had read them both. Sales was in my blood even when I had no money to show for it.

Dad died of stomach cancer. Mom was diagnosed with diabetic foot — lost four toes on her left foot, major decay spreading up to her heel. She was the breadwinner. The backbone. The source of every blessing this family ever had.

I couldn't afford to further my education. So I just... hustled.

Then I entered Ikoyi Prison.

And inside that prison was a library.

Two elderly inmates were appointed to manage it. The rule was simple — you had to look clean to enter.

I had no footwear. I was dirty. I had nothing.

I refused to leave.

They had no choice but to let me in.

And inside that library sitting quietly on a shelf was "Sell Like Crazy"by Sabri Suby.

I want you to understand what that moment meant. A boy who dreamed of becoming the greatest salesman to ever walk the earth. Who lost his father. Who was carrying his sick mother on his back. Who got beaten, locked up, stripped of everything.

Found That Book There.

The library cleared my understanding of social media marketing and sales psychology in ways I had never accessed before. It was all there. Waiting.



Most inmates walked past that library every single day and never entered.

I forced my way in with no shoes.

That is the difference.


Opportunity 3: The Church. More Than Worship.

This is the one people least expect.

The church service inside Ikoyi Prison was not just praise and worship. It was a classroom. A networking room. A second chance waiting room.

Financial intelligence. How to handle pressure. How to find peace in situations that demand panic. Real wisdom delivered inside those walls every single service.

But more than the teaching it was the connections.

CEOs attended. Top government officials passed through. People you could never reach on the outside separated from you by security, protocol, status were suddenly sitting in the same room. Wearing the same uniform. Eating the same food.

One time a company accused approximately 15 Indian staff members of fraud. All convicted. All inside Ikoyi.

The kind of international business exposure sitting right there in that cell. Connections that would have been completely impossible outside those walls.

My own relationship with the magistrate the man who changed my life would never have existed without that situation.

You cannot reach some people until life puts you both in the same room.

Prison was that room.


More opportunities coming in the next drop.

Next: Adjournment days how they work and how to use them to your advantage.

@QuinQQ @QuinQ @InvestSmart @CodeTemplar @iwaeda @Elzazzi @thrillionaire @Kalulu44 @McLizbae @dalitigator @MyExpression @ceejayluv @Revolva @thomas2024 @Onewazobia @SisterAnn @joshkke @dapadawee @Rootprof @guobe @Hassanmaye @prciouschika @MrSly @Danielaka @jidxin @Ishilove @WantsandMore @Lanretoye @Kingrshd3 @vicfajeze @Sensiblerealist @erniok @Gotocourt @Charleschidera @olubunmimary100 @Dzzzz @Ohyoudidnt @Oxb90 @bewla @williams2326 @martius101 @comodo @Chilota2 @tranxo @Brizzportal @GeneralOuki @clockwisereport @Btruth @oldguyman @Naustine @KingRabota @oluwaseyi0 @AirBere @ADAMUdaCOWBOY @GloriousGbola @OneCandleAway @Tinajude @bigfoot79 @FortCavazosKnox @Princemedico18 @Salako01 @Kaborvibez @Willy2025 @Evergreen4 @CJStarz @duduade @Bluebolt @RoadMozart @bestman09

Nobody left behind. Every single person who showed up for this thread is mentioned. 💯


Me and my uncle before the experience.

©2015(image)

We dey here gidigba dey wait for next

CJStarz:
Amazed....
Still following.

Put the story up in Amazon..

i will onec its complet

i will not leave you guys beind.

i promise to keep you all informed on any step we move together.

Saleslourd:
CHAPTER: Opportunities Available & How To Access Them

Ok let me be honest with you before we dive in.

This section was originally locked away. Meant exclusively for my book. The kind of information gatekeepers prefer stays hidden.

But I decided the people need this now.

Thanks 4 the mention and the info. Keep'em comming. I think the universe means to use u to accomplish something.
I wonder if there's a way to access these benefits without actually going to prison.

*How old were u in that photo (2015 right? 11 years ago)

Kalulu44:
We dey here gidigba dey wait for next

Following

being in that cell is heavy. I saw men who were stronger than me lose their spirit, and I don't blame them. The heat, the smell, and the injustice are enough to break anyone. Some people slept to escape the reality, and some prayed because that was their only weapon.

For me, my weapon was the library.

And church were I get free food also met great individual.

Omo forget aside our government nigerians get love honestly

Countless times you see individuals reject nice locations just to come celebrate is birthday with prisoners aah 😔

"I humble"

When I found that marketing book, I wasn't trying to be "better" than my brothers in the cell. I was just trying to keep my mind from rotting. I read those pages and realized that even inside Ikoyi, Value is Currency.

I started looking at the prison "Marshals" and the "Presidents" not as criminals, but as people managing a complex system. I realized that the same psychology used to run a prison cell is the same psychology used to run a business in real time.

Not a single day a routine was skipped not once 😏

It gave me hope. It told me that if I could understand the "Game" inside, I could dominate the "Game" outside.

Even though Im still figuring things out anyways we keep going

(Side thought)

CHAPTER: Adjournment Day

Before I begin let me be clear about something.

Everything in this chapter and every chapter before it comes from real personal experience. Nothing is made up. Not one detail. 100% real. That aside.


Adjournment day is a special day in the mind of every inmate.

Not visiting day. Not feeding time. Not even the day new inmates arrive.

Adjournment day.

Every inmate who has an unresolved case anticipates that day above everything else. They count towards it. They think about it the night before. They wake up differently that morning.

Because on that day what happens determines everything.

Stay or leave. Rot or go home.

That is what adjournment day means inside those walls.



One Important Thing First

If you are already sentenced you do not have an adjournment date.

That chapter is closed for you.

Adjournment day belongs to the awaiting trial inmates. The ones whose cases are still moving through a system that moves very slowly.

Every unresolved case gets adjourned to another day. Then another. Then another.

Why?

Based on what I observed the reasons are usually the same

The person who accused you never shows up to court. The Black Maria had no fuel so inmates never reached court that day. The Investigating Police Officer was transferred or conveniently lost your file. The judge is on leave or at a conference. Your lawyer needs more time. The court docket is too crowded. Or someone somewhere simply paid for a delay.

Most inmates don't know which one is killing their case.

They just keep getting brought back. Month after month. Sometimes year after year.

Waiting for a day that keeps moving.



The Morning It Happens

Follow me inside.

After morning routines the gatekeepers arrive at the cell.

They come demanding the names of inmates going for adjournment that day. Immediately a random cell executive is handed a list. He stands and calls names out loud one by one.

The cell goes quiet when that list comes out.

Every ear is open.

When you hear your name that is your signal.

Go out. It is your day.

Even if you did know it was coming.



Moving Out

Any inmate serving community service joins the adjournment group every single day.

So we all moved out together to the prison compound.

Remember I told you Ikoyi Prison is built in sections. Just like a secondary school compound with different blocks.

We would first kneel in our various sections while the warders got themselves ready.

After some minutes we moved from the cell section to the main prison compound.

Names called again. Each inmate assigned to their escort guard.

Then the Black Maria arrived.



Something I Want You To Understand

Whether you have ₦500 million or ₦5 outside those walls

When that name is called you kneel.

The system does not respect your status.

It only respects the Register.

Blord is learning that right now in Kuje. Just like I learned it in Ikoyi two years ago. Just like thousands of Nigerians learn it every single morning across this country.

Guilty or innocent. Rich or poor. Famous or forgotten.

The Register does not care.

Side thought: The duration of a problem equals the time spent thinking about it.


To be continued.



Next drop inside the Black Maria. What happens at court. And the one strategy that could have freed most of these inmates in their first or second hearing. But nobody told them.

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CHAPTER: Adjournment Day

Before I begin let me be clear about something.

Everything in this chapter and every chapter before it comes from real personal experience. Nothing is made up. Not one detail. 100% real. That aside.


Adjournment day is a special day in the mind of every inmate.

Not visiting day. Not feeding time. Not even the day new inmates arrive.

Adjournment day.

Every inmate who has an unresolved case anticipates that day above everything else. They count towards it. They think about it the night before. They wake up differently that morning.

Because on that day what happens determines everything.

Stay or leave. Rot or go home.

That is what adjournment day means inside those walls.



One Important Thing First

If you are already sentenced you do not have an adjournment date.

That chapter is closed for you.

Adjournment day belongs to the awaiting trial inmates. The ones whose cases are still moving through a system that moves very slowly.

Every unresolved case gets adjourned to another day. Then another. Then another.

Why?

Based on what I observed the reasons are usually the same

The person who accused you never shows up to court. The Black Maria had no fuel so inmates never reached court that day. The Investigating Police Officer was transferred or conveniently lost your file. The judge is on leave or at a conference. Your lawyer needs more time. The court docket is too crowded. Or someone somewhere simply paid for a delay.

Most inmates don't know which one is killing their case.

They just keep getting brought back. Month after month. Sometimes year after year.

Waiting for a day that keeps moving.



The Morning It Happens

Follow me inside.

After morning routines the gatekeepers arrive at the cell.

They come demanding the names of inmates going for adjournment that day. Immediately a random cell executive is handed a list. He stands and calls names out loud one by one.

The cell goes quiet when that list comes out.

Every ear is open.

When you hear your name that is your signal.

Go out. It is your day.

Even if you did know it was coming.



Moving Out

Any inmate serving community service joins the adjournment group every single day.

So we all moved out together to the prison compound.

Remember I told you Ikoyi Prison is built in sections. Just like a secondary school compound with different blocks.

We would first kneel in our various sections while the warders got themselves ready.

After some minutes we moved from the cell section to the main prison compound.

Names called again. Each inmate assigned to their escort guard.

Then the Black Maria arrived.



Something I Want You To Understand

Whether you have ₦500 million or ₦5 outside those walls

When that name is called you kneel.

The system does not respect your status.

It only respects the Register.

Blord is learning that right now in Kuje. Just like I learned it in Ikoyi two years ago. Just like thousands of Nigerians learn it every single morning across this country.

Guilty or innocent. Rich or poor. Famous or forgotten.

The Register does not care.

Side thought: The duration of a problem equals the time spent thinking about it.


To be continued.



Next drop inside the Black Maria. What happens at court. And the one strategy that could have freed most of these inmates in their first or second hearing. But nobody told them.

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Ride on bro

Good evening

Happy EASTER
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Lines of actual events that happened to me, things I experienced personally, you understand?

Business tips, formations, business patterns and techniques that are so unique. I don't think people are talking about this in this world, but it exists over there. Yeah, I tell you for free and this will excite so many people, it will open so many eyes to business ways. And also, how to get out of that system ASAP. That is another thing I am focusing on addressing in this book.

And you should know this: No matter how much you have, once you enter that place, the date of your coming out is so uncertain. Even if you have billions of Naira, at that point, it is only left to the grace of God.

Imagine what BLORD is going through right now. I can tell you for a fact, so many people are telling him different stories on when he will get out. He is so traumatized right now. He is not even sure when he is going to leave that place. I can tell you that for free. He cannot say "I will leave here tomorrow or next tomorrow" — he doesn't know, you understand? He is under the mercies of God. Not even in the hands of any dark man, but in the hands of God.

You understand?

Once you get into that place, it is all God, and also your manner of approach. The way you handle the whole thing matters. If you keep going to court and you don't speak, you are not vibrant, you don't analyze your case before going there you just go there and they make a caricature of you and then you expect to come out?

That will not work.

That is not how things work here in Nigeria. I will take time to explain that.

Also, let me address this:

You remember the opportunities I spoke about inside prison? Do you realize that BLORD WILL BECOME AN OPPORTUNITY TO THE INMATE?

Right now, as he is coming out, he will have contacts. He will meet people that are mad software programmers, all sorts of great minds inside the cell and great minds will also have the opportunity to connect with him. You get the point?

So yes, there is massive opportunity in that facility if you know how to go about it

Nairaland as made it so difficult to drop new chapter's they keep removing then ban me.

I really need to sensor my sentence v

So yeah, I appreciate you guys and I love you. Please engage on this thread, drop comments, ask questions, make suggestions for chapters and pages. Also, if you have any advice for a first-time author like me whether you are a writer or a reader any suggestion that will help me on this journey, I will really appreciate it. I am still figuring things out, but I believe you guys have got my back.

By the grace of God and with your support, this will most definitely be a success.

Thank you. God bless you.

Stay tuned. I'll be dropping the next chapter real soon. I'm just finalizing it now.

Stay safe. Watch your back. Nigeria is not safe. Be Alert.

I love you.

Sales Lord.

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Kalulu44:
Ok

Don't tag me if money is not involved

bewla:
Don't tag me if money is not involved

Who tagged you?

Kalulu44:
Who tagged you?

check now

And make the money available
As my name they move market

bewla:
check now

And make the money available
As my name they move market

Lolz! There's a mistake somewhere then. I am not the owner of the story and didn't tag anyone.

Something I want to address before the next chapter.

I didn't plan to write a book. I just started telling my story.

But somewhere between the cell and this thread something shifted.

People started asking questions I had answers to. Real answers. From real experience.

And I realised this information belongs somewhere permanent. Not just a Nairaland thread that can be muted or removed.

A book.

With the 2027 elections coming and Nigeria being what it is — the prison system is a conversation that needs to happen openly. Too many innocent people are rotting in there. Too many families destroyed. Too many talents wasted.

I'm not a politician. I'm not an activist.

I'm just someone who was there. And came back.

And I'm writing it all down.
Next chapter coming soon...