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The solution to your problem is very simple:
Convert to Islam, marry the girl you love as second wife and thank me later.
Very simple and practicable
Lobatan

First others benefit not necessarily myself

Please someone shoul help me upload the video.
I don't understand Igbo but from the little I could catch it's like he was giving the history of how he became muslim

asunmoGGMU:
That is true. Postgraduate degrees are now cash and carry in most of our institutions.

That is scary

Is this a true reflection of the state of Nigeria's educational system

I found this on Facebook page of one Ahmad AbdulQadir



After I had gained admission for a Ph.D program, I had to abandon it after seven years because of so many hurdles that arose and made it impossible for me to continue.

The first hurdle came from my employer: my Director General, DG, at the National Broadcasting Commission, NBC, at the time, who denied me and other colleagues promotion for ten years, also put across a lot of hurdles on my path to ensure that I never completed the program.

There was a committee he set up to look into applications for study leave, shortlist and forward recommendations to him for approval. My source in the committee told me, one day, that they were perplexed at how the DG kept on skipping my name whenever the list was forwarded to him: he just ticked the ones he liked and returned the list in spite of the fact that I had met all the criteria for approval.

So, I decided to take a risk and continue with the program secretly, without approval, since it was research based and course work was not required.

When I thought I had found a way around it, he transferred me to a place far away from the school. Still, I persevered and continued with my studies from my new location. Somehow, he found out again and transferred me to another place further than my new location, after about two years. When I decided to quit, he was, mercifully removed as the DG. Excitedly, I decided to continue with the program, but other unforeseen hurdles arose.

I suddenly came up against corrupt departmental staff at the university, who wanted money before they did their work. They even, at a time, hid my departmental file and said there was nobody to go and search for it. They advised that I open another one and again pay the departmental charges. And they were openly encouraged by the course coordinator who said, to my face, that they shouldn't pity me because my organization had money.

Then, the same course coordinator, who happened to be my supervisor, made me open a file where I put my proposal because he said he wouldn't accept it by email as it would require him buying fuel to start his generator to download and print it. Whenever I went to ask whether he had gone through my proposal, he would ask me to go through a stack of files to find mine - sometimes I would find it after so much effort and waste of time. At other times, he would say he might have taken it home - after which he would give me another appointment as he was unable to look at it. And I normally had to cover about 400 kilometers to reach the school. The man seldom answered my phone call nor responded to my emails.

One of our staff who just completed his masters told me they had to contribute money to pay for accommodation and feeding for the external examiner!

At this stage, I got fed up and threw in the towel after seven years of trying. I just felt I wasn't destined to complete the program.

Where are the Christians, bring answers

Op your post is full of sentiments. Leave sentiment oets use facts

1. Sixteen out ofNinenetee Northern States have Muslim Governors this seems to I play that sixteen out of the Nineteen States are muslim majority states

2. Only three states ( Plateau, Benue, and Taraba )appears to have a Christian majority.

3.. most of the other states are so predominantly muslim that both Governors and Deputy Governors are muslims with the exception of two or three that have christian Deputy Governors (GOMBE and Kogi states)

3. Kaduna is clearly Muslim majority, of the three Senatorial Districts o ly one is christian majority with a significant muslim minority including the present deputy Governor..

4. Kogi is also Muslim majority the two largest ethnic groups igala and ebira are predominantly muslim.

5. Indigenous Northern Christians are probably laround 20% of the population ( I mean with three majority states out of sixteen)

They should screen the donated items for possible contamination before usage

Hoodbilonia:
My God. Shey we no go dey see ghosts like dis.
Indey drink pepsi with origin,chapman with blackwood. God epp us o. Wetin i just read so. From mama put using dead body water cook,now to even drinks. God abeg blow trumpet quick.

Its disgusting, I tell you

We need more facts about this issue

brownemmanuel43:
Is dis a mo vie or true life story?

This is the story of one of the Doctors who got Lassa Fever in Kano

The story started on the 29th of December, 2019. A typical cold harmattan night, with the wind howling and the trees swaying rhythmically in tune, shaking off their yellowish-brown leaves, littering the surroundings of the hospital yard. You had just finished operating on a woman with ectopic pregnancy and were looking forward to passing out on the couch to catch some much-needed sleep, when she was wheeled in. Your consultant had referred a patient from a private hospital for an immediate caesarean section (C.S). You barely had time to go through the referral note: she was previously booked for an elective C.S due to past history of multiple pelvic fractures. She had however started contracting before the time for the C.S. The baby in her uterus was discovered to be dead and she had a very high temperature. It was a very bad case, your consultant said, and therefore wanted her to be managed in a teaching hospital.

You approached the ambulance and examined the woman. Her skin was very hot and when you wore your gloves to do a vaginal examination, discovered she was bleeding profusely on the inside. Some of the blood touched your forearms as you were not wearing elbow-length gloves and you remember casually washing it off after you were done examining the patient. Later, you would chastise yourself for being careless, but at that point, you were only thinking about the woman’s welfare. At first, you felt that the surgery should be postponed until her vital signs were stable and argued with the anaesthetist to cancel the surgery. The baby was already dead, you reasoned, so why not wait till the woman was stable enough for surgery? You felt she would benefit from antibiotics prior to surgery. Moreover, it was midnight and you were exhausted. The anaesthetist was adamant and went ahead to call your professor who gave you instructions to operate. You tried to argue, but his tone was firm and final, besides, everyone knows Medicine is a lot like the military: you obey first, before complaining.

You first felt a sort of premonition of the impending doom, when the spinal anaesthesia failed and the consultant anaesthetist had to be summoned. He rushed in without scrubbing and intubated the patient with his bare hands. When your assistant, Dr Kulthum pointed this out, he smiled in his characteristic boyish nature and said words you would never forget: ‘We are in the business of saving lives, doctor. All other things are secondary’. Dr Habeeb intubated the patient and continued cardiac massage when she had a cardiac arrest on the table while you operated. He continued CPR until the surgery was over and was taken to the ICU. You remember feeling relieved when the surgery was over and fell on that dirty, discoloured hospital mattress into deep blissful slumber.

You were not surprised when you went to check on the patient the following day and was told of her demise; to be honest- you even expected it. She had been very sick and it seemed, had been brought in too late. Her relatives were aghast. Her mother had died two weeks ago from a febrile illness and she (the patient) had just returned from the burial in Bauchi. You remember registering your condolence in a hurry while preparing for Clinic. Such is the life of a doctor, you win some, you lose some. The Harmattan continued to rage on in the coming days and so when you started to feel malaise, you brushed it off, thinking it to be common cold. The feeling of weakness consumed you until you were forced to abandon the ante-natal clinic you were running one week later and reach out to your colleagues. Malaria, they said. A quick test in the lab confirmed the presence of Malaria parasite in your blood. Treatment was commenced and you stayed at home, resting, hoping you would get better. But you didn’t get better. Your temperature continued to rise steadily until it reached a scorching 400C. There were days when your wife did nothing but sponge your body continuously until your body cooled down.

The antimalarials and antibiotics your colleagues were pumping you with, were obviously not working. You panicked and asked to be taken to the hospital. The doctors in Medicine made a tentative diagnosis of ‘Resistant Malaria’ and a different line of management was instituted. You spent two nights in the hospital in the company of family and friends. Their presence made you feel better; it helped you to ignore the pains in your body and pretend that all was well. The fluids you received, masked the fatigue and before long, you asked to be discharged so that you could recuperate.

At home, your condition began to worsen. In the mornings, you would stare at your swollen face in the mirror, the bloodshot eyes and the darkened skin. Your mind would wonder to all the possible causes of fever that you had been taught in medical school; what sort of malaria is this that has defied all treatment? Was this sepsis? And if so- why was it resistant to all the expensive antibiotics you had taken so far? Is this what antibiotic resistance looked like? Was this how you would die? A young man in the prime of your life? What about all those lives you saved? Did they amount to nothing? You cried in the privacy of your bathroom, deep, quiet, gut-wrenching sobs, careful not to wake your tired wife. You went online and look up all your symptoms until your eyes cried out in pain. The vomiting started gradually and the fever persisted.

You had no way of knowing that your assistant, Dr Kulthum, was at that very moment on admission in the hospital suffering the same symptoms. Later, your wife reported that you had started speaking irrationally, calling out medical students in the middle of the night for not studying and saying things that made absolutely no sense. You were rushed to the emergency of Aminu Kano Teaching Hospital where further tests were carried out. They found fluid in your Lungs and the diagnosis was changed again to probable Pulmonary Tuberculosis. You were delirious and so did not notice the sombre atmosphere of the hospital. Dr Kulthum, your assistant surgeon had died. Pharyngitis, they said. The diagnosis seemed vague and everyone felt shocked, ashamed even, that a young girl would die of such an ailment.

You were in your own little world, so far gone, that you did not hear of Dr Habeeb’s, (the anaesthetist) illness in the Intensive Care Unit. He had taken ill, after you, and was also on admission in the same hospital. No one told you when he began to bleed from his eyes, his mouth and his ears. No one notified you about the battle doctors waged to bring Habeeb back to life. And certainly, no one told you when he passed away in the early hours of Monday, the 20th of January, 2020. You slept, deeply sedated, finally at peace in your own little corner in the hospital. The manner of Dr Habeeb’s death prompted investigations from the department of Infectious diseases. The bleeding worried them; and before long they had made the connection. The pregnant woman who was referred to you, was from Bauchi. She lived in Kano but had travelled home to take care of her sick mother who later died from a mysterious febrile illness. She had returned to Kano after the burial for her delivery. Her baby had died in utero and she (the patient) had passed away subsequently in the ICU. Dr Habeeb had contact with the patient. So had Dr Kulthum. So, had you.

The news spread like wildfire among the hospital community and your blood was immediately flown to Abuja for testing. Lassa Fever, they said. A type of Viral Haemorrhagic Fever rarely seen in Kano. You were commenced on Ribavirin immediately and transferred to the ‘Yar Gaya isolation centre, on the outskirts of town. There you would regain consciousness and enter into the abyss that is hell. The first thing you noticed on awakening is the stench. It tickles your nostrils, this putrid smell of decomposed waste and despair in the stale night air. The second thing that hits you, was the biting cold. You look around and see that you are in a sort of isolation ward, alone. The windows are shut but the fierce harmattan wind has somehow found its way into the room and is making your teeth chatter. You cry for help, your voice hoarse, but nobody seems to hear you. Later, the nurse would come in fully covered in his PPE, to administer drugs and give you food. There were three patients in the isolation centre, he said. Each one of you in a different room. Nobody was allowed to visit and food would be provided by the nurses. With each sentence he uttered, you felt your heart sink lower and lower; however, the nightmare had just begun. With each passing day, loneliness brought out her tentacles and wrapped herself around you threatening to choke the life out of you. There was no electricity in the isolation centre and so you passed the days staring at your phone or at the ceiling when your battery ran out. At night, they would switch on the generator till midnight; and then you were plunged into darkness. Sleep, which ordinarily should have brought you solace, became elusive as you would soon learn that insomnia was one of the many side effects of Ribavirin. You would lie in bed, writhing in pain as the drugs flowed into your veins and the darkness engulfed you

. The nurses kept away from you; only coming into your room to give drugs or serve food. The food was bought by the roadside and tasted like sawdust during the first few days. You complained about the bad food and refused to eat at first. Later, when the hunger in your belly threatened to rob you of your senses; you devoured the food like a starved pig. The nurses laughed behind your back and said unkind words to you. Still, some were nice, but were careful to keep their distance- nobody wanted to be infected with Lassa fever. You did not mind their unkind words, after all, they did nothing to you; it was their silence that offended you. Some of them would come in, drop the food, give medication, at lightening speed, without so much as a greeting. It was as if talking to you would make the Lassa virus pierce their mask PPE and infect them. Soon, you also learnt to ignore them. They wanted to keep you for 21 days, until the incubation period was over. Gradually, the fever subsided and you grew stronger.

The lonely days and nights spent staring into the darkness became more bearable. When the fever broke, you cried from relief and thanked the most High. You became hopeful that you would recover. Family and friends called you and the news spread again- this time good news- Dr Usman was getting better, he would survive. People called from all corners of the world to encourage you, pray for you and wish you well. You were humbled and your will to survive, previously broken, was renewed. You were discharged on the 10th of February, 2020, a new man, hale and hearty. You strolled into sunlight, with a spring in your step and songs of praise in your heart. Your wife was beside herself with joy and your daughter refused to leave your side. Baba, was home. He had survived.







Read more: https://www.dailytrust.com.ng/surviving-lassa-the-real-story-of-dr-usman-abba-i.html

adecz:
How many northern Christians
are in Hisbah or Sharia police?

So Amotekun is supposed to be the Christian response to Hisbah? Yo have vindicated MURIC

But the lawyer did not say anything about the “cross’ logo in our hospitals and health Centre’s, or are hospitals Christian centres?

This is a demonstration of religious insensitivity. Oyo state is not a christian state.
Imagine the noise from CAN if it were a Muslim Governor that decorated the town with islamic symbols

Firebomber:
I don't need to waste time with you guys. So it now the number of book in the Bible after you have been busted of quran version. You people are hilarious

You didn’t bust anything, there is only one Qur’an, I challenge you to show us any other version of the Qur’an

Firebomber:
Lol, and I guess you don't know that version mean translation.

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Don’t be mischievous, Version is different from translation. Catholic bible has 73 books while KJV has 66 books, some words in the king James Version have been expunged from the Revised standard Version.

advocatejare:
Prove me wrong by showing evidence that Shia and Sunnis are not at war

There are ideological differences between the Sunni and Shia which started from who is supposed to be the first Caliph of Islam. It is not about authenticity or otherwise of the Qur’an.
They both use the same Qur’an.

Unlike Christians who have different versions. I repeat Douay version has 73 books while the King James Version has 66 books!

@advocatejare simple challenge: show me another version of the Qur’an or shut up.
As for your bible I can show you ten different versions’ none of which is identical to the other.

advocatejare:
Go and read on why Zaid ordered the burning of many versions of the Quran. Our problem as Africans is that we don't read history. Read history of compilation of the Quran. Zaid bin Thabit burnt diverse codices of the Quran and till date the Shia are still angry that the present day Quran is corrupted. What you have today is standardized revised Quran

Simple question do we have another version of the Qur”an? The answer is no, How about the Bible? The difference is clear, All your ramblings and lies cannot change this fact

The Qur'an is well preserved from the time of its revelation. Evidence? There are no Versions of the Qur'an unlike the bible which has so many conflicting versions. E.g The Douay Version of the bible used by Catholics has 73 books, while protestant bibles have 66 books,!
,You have King James Version, The Revised Standard Version which revised the kings james version , The Jehovah Wittness have their own different version etc

Custom should simplify duty payment by posting3duty payable on their website where importers can access it . The payment too should be via Remita, or is Custom not on TSA?
That should solve the problem of shortchanging the government

Still more questions:
5. Jesus never preached about trinity, who ntroduced it into christianity?

Godons1:
Igbo and crimes are like..............

We should condemn the crime not the tribe

Shegzy8:
They are quick to condemn others

Abi see how they are running away from this thread. Shame day catch them.

If it were the other way round, they will start casting Islam and muslims!

Why are people not commenting on this thread?
Imagine if this scenario is reversed: kids abducted from Anambra discovered in Gombe or Kano. You will be seeing comments condemning Islam, the north and Islamic personalities.

Such double standards!

A 21-month-old toddler was playing alongside his older siblings in their family compound in Kagarawal area of Gombe metropolis on October 20 at about 5 pm when some unknown women secretly abducted and whisked him away. His father, Abdul’Aziz Sulaiman was busy attending to customers in his shop at the Gombe main market when he received a call from his wife Maryam that their second son, Mustapha, was missing.

Sulaiman hurriedly closed the shop and rushed home to join a team of neighbours and relatives search to for the little boy in the neighbourhood and the surroundings, but to no avail.

Unknown to them, by the time they reported the matter to the police the following day, little Mustapha was on his way to Anambra State with his abductors, where he was put up for sale at the cost of N750, 000. Mustapha spent a week with his abductors before the Anambra State Police Command rescued him from three women who allegedly abducted him from Gombe and attempted to sell him in the state. His mother, Maryam, told Daily Trust Saturday how her son was abducted on that fateful day. “I was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen when he sneaked out of the house to play. “

When his elder brother returned from Islamiyya School and I asked him to call his brother to eat, he told me that he didn’t see him. We searched all over the neighbourhood, but we couldn’t find him. I called his father and informed him about the ugly incident, we later informed the ward head who sent search parties all over our area and its surroundings without success and subsequently informed the police,” she said. The father said after searching for almost a week without success, they left everything to Allah and resorted to prayers.

“Last Saturday, my friend showed me pictures of two missing children found in Anambra by the police, fortunately, when I checked I discovered that (one of them) it was my son. I got a sense of relief, even before reuniting with him because since he went missing, his mother has not been able to sleep,” he said. Abdul’Aziz Sulaiman with his wife, Maryam, carrying little Mustapha. Maryam corroborated her husband, saying since the ugly incident, she hasn’t been able to eat, drink or sleep well. “When we met him at the orphanage in Anambra, he recognized us instantly and ran towards us crying.”

Incidentally, on the same day and almost at the same time, Mustapha’s parents were grieving over their missing son, Yusuf Musa of Riyal quarters in Gombe metropolis also received a distress call from his wife, Fatima, informing him that their three-year-old son, Musa (Waleed), was missing. “My wife informed me that he was playing with his siblings when Waleed, who is our fourth son, suddenly disappeared and a search of the neighbourhood did not yield the desired result and so we had to report to the police at Pantami Division.

“After a week of intensive prayers, somebody read in the media that police in Anambra have found two missing children abducted from Gombe. He informed my neighbour who identified one of the boys as Waleed. I was later called and together with his mother we confirmed that indeed the boy is our missing son,” he explained. Musa added that they proceeded to the Pantami Division where the arrangement was made to convey them to Anambra State to be reunited with their children.

According to him, they saw numerous children in the orphanage where their children were kept. “One striking thing was that some of the children have a resemblance or features of people from northern Nigeria.” Fatima Ahmad, the mother of Waleed, said it was a horrible experience which left her distressed for over a week. “I couldn’t express how I felt after I finally embraced him at the premises of Anambra State police command.”

Daily Trust Saturday learnt that before they were eventually rescued by the police, Mustapha was put up for sale at N750, 000, while Waleed’s price tag was N850, 000 for prospective buyers. Hauwa Usman, one of the suspected abductors, was said to have claimed that she was the biological mother of one of the children while the other one belonged to her late sister.

However, luck ran out on the suspects when detectives from the Anambra State Police
Command apprehended them and rescued the helpless children. The police said the children, who were rescued and put in the welfare department of the police, on sighting their parents, rushed and hugged them. The command spokesperson, Haruna Mohammed, said before the children were released, it was confirmed that the people who came to claim them were truly their biological parents.

According to the police, the suspects, Faith Okpai, 38, from Cross River; Ngozi Elisiobi, 52, from Anambra State and Hauwa Usman, 24, from Gombe State, have been transferred to the Gombe Police Command for further interrogation and investigation. The rescued children, Mustapha and Waleed at the premises of the Gombe State Police Command Meanwhile, the Police Command in Gombe on Thursday handed over the missing children to their parents. Speaking to Daily Trust Saturday after handing over the victims to their parents, the Deputy Commissioner of Police In-Charge of Administration, DCP Alex Wanang, said the children were rescued by police in Anambra State, through intelligence by security operatives in the state. He said the principal suspect, Hauwa, who claimed that her name was Blessing John alongside the two other suspects, were at the Gombe State Command for further interrogation and investigation.

Speaking to Daily Trust Saturday, the trio of Hauwa, Elisiobi and Okpai contradicted themselves on how they got possession of the missing children. They all claimed ignorance of the price tag of N750, 000 and N850, 000 placed on the two children respectively. On the part of Hauwa, she claimed that it was Faith Okpai that abducted the children and asked her to accompany her to Anambra to sell them. Faith refuted Hauwa’s claim, saying Hauwa was the one that brought the children to her. Ngozi, on her part, claimed she had never met the duo of Hauwa and Faith, saying she met them for the first time at the Anambra police headquarters. Related

Read more: https://www.dailytrust.com.ng/how-we-got-our-abducted-children-back-from-anambra-gombe-parents.html

In an apparent crackdown gainst kidnapping in Anambra State, the state police command has rescued three more Abducted children.

Recall that in October 11, the Kano State Police Command had paraded a suspected gang of six Igbo kidnappers for allegedly abducting nine children and trafficking them to Anambra State.



The children were said to have been forcefully converted to Christianity.

However, today (Friday), the Police Public Relations Officer of Anambra command, Haruna Mohammed announced the rescue of three more children in a statement sent to DAILY NIGERIAN.

According to him, two boys and one girl were allegedly trafficked from Anambra to Delta states.


He said: The following children (2 boys and one girl) were allegedly trafficked in Anambra State and rescued in Delta State since June 2018.



“Anyone with useful information about the children should report at the nearest Police Station or contact PPRO Anambra State Police Command headquarters Awka through GSM no 08060970639, please.”

Although the police command did not reveal the identities and the state from which the children were kidnapped, insiders told DAILY NIGERIAN that the children are suspected to have been stolen from the Northern part of the country.

The source added that the kidnappers had already secured international passports for the children to be trafficked out of the country

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