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My best guess...the guy went OD. Recently, drugs have become an urban culture in Nigeria. A dose of any of those substances can get you addicted. May God give the bereaved family the fortitude to bear the loss. |
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I have been fascinated by the story of Ajala the Traveller since yesterday. He travelled the world in the 1960s, on a scooter! Marrying about 5 women during his journeys too! "With his tremendous charisma and eccentric nature, he was the golden boy loved by the ladies, many of whom he met on his journeys. In his trip around the world, he married 5 women; an Australian lady, an American, a British model, a Nigerian woman in London and also another Nigerian in Nigeria." So, who is Ajala? https://guardian.ng/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Ajala.-Photo-The-African-Abroad-412x598.jpg "On April 27, 1957, in London, a 26 years old student of psychology, Mashood Olabisi Ajala embarked on a trip across 40 countries in Europe, Asia and Africa on his Vespa scooter wearing his full conspicuous agbada regalia with a cap to match. As a pre-medical student, Olabisi has previously undertaken a similar jaunt four years ago in the USA pedalling from Chicago to Los Angeles on a bicycle covering 3,800 miles in 35 days over ten cities. His journey which he nicknamed “This Safari” will cover 30,000 miles across 40 countries in nine months and return to London afterwards." Moshood Adisa Olabisi Ajala, also known as Ọlábísí Àjàlá, was a Nigerian journalist, travel writer, actor, and later Lagos socialite. He is famous for being a globe-trotter, with escapades in Israel, Egypt, Palestine, India, the United States, and elsewhere. His only published book, which covered his travel adventures, was titled An African Abroad published in 1963. His name, in Nigeria today, is synonymous with 'travel'. His name is used as a slang today in Nigeria to tease people who cannot seem to stay in one place. They are called ‘Ajala the traveller’. He died in 1999. Trivia: He was born in Accra, Ghana, before the family moved to Nigeria whilst he was still an infant. |
https://i0.wp.com/newswirengr.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/Emmanuel-Nwude_Airport.jpg?ssl=1 There have been frauds in history, but selling an airport to an international client without physical site seeing for verification and legitimacy of the deal is rather bizarre. Emmanuel Nwude Odinigwe, famously known as Owelle of Abagana, pulled one of the greatest frauds in banking history. His scam is the third largest in banking history in the world. Nwude is regarded as one of the smartest criminals in history. The banking frauds that are a step ahead of Nwude’s stunt are the looting of the Iraqi Central Bank by Qusay Hussein and Nick Leeson’s trading losses at Barings Bank. Emmanuel Nwude’s top-notch fraud of $242 million. Nelson Sakaguchi, the director of Brazil’s Banco Noroeste based in São Paulo, was the victim of Nwude’s gimmicks. To perpetuate this huge crime, Nwude needed to appear in the robe of an influential Nigerian. The easiest personality he could wear at that time was that of Paul Ogwuma, then Governor of the Central Bank of Nigeria. This personality was easy for Nwude to wear because he was the Director of Union Bank of Nigeria then. So mirroring the personality of any banker will come in a handful for Nwude. Aside from wearing Paul Ogwuma’s personality, Nwude needed other accomplices to facilitate the fraud. So he employed the expertise of Emmanuel Ofolue, Nzeribe Okoli, and Obum Osakwe, along with the husband and wife duo, Christian Ikechukwu Anajemba and Amaka Anajemba, for the smooth execution of the operation. Appearing in the figure of Paul Ogwuma, Nwude convinced Sakaguchi to “invest” in a new airport in the nation’s capital, Abuja, in exchange for a $10 million commission. The total deal was a $242 million deal with $191 million in cash and the remainder in the form of outstanding interest between 1995 and 1998. Sakaguchi fell for the bait, costing Banco Noroeste a huge loss. https://i0.wp.com/newswirengr.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/Emmanuel-Nwude-new-1280x720-1.jpg?ssl=1 HOW WAS NWUDE'S FRAUD EXPOSED? In 1997, Banco Santander, a Spanish multinational financial services company, moved to take over Banco Noroeste Brazil. While at a joint meeting to facilitate the takeover, a large vacuum was uncovered. The vacuum looks so massive that it was given a proper look. It was uncovered that a huge sum of funds was lying fallow in the Cayman Islands untouched. This fund is about two-fifths of the bank’s total value and half of its capital. This led to the set up of a criminal investigation team in the countries where the individuals involved are residents. The countries are Brazil, Britain, Nigeria, Switzerland, and the United States. The newly constituted anti-graft agency, the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission (EFCC), hunted Nwude in Nigeria. Nelson Sakaguchi was arrested at New York’s John F. Kennedy airport and offloaded to and dispatched to Switzerland to stand trial on charges relating to setting up bank accounts there as part of the fraud But to buffer the situation, as damage control, the Simonsen and Cochrane families, who own the Banco Noroeste, paid the $242 million. One would think that this should be enough to to save the situation, but the bank collapsed in 2001 As for Nelson Sakaguchi, he was arrested at New York’s John F. Kennedy airport and offloaded to Switzerland to stand trial on charges against him relating to fraud. NWUDE'S TRIAL https://i0.wp.com/newswirengr.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/Emmanuel-Nwude.png?ssl=1 At the request of former Nigerian President Olusegun Obasanjo, the Economic and Financial Crimes Commission was created by the Nigerian Parliament in 2002. In 2004, Nwude and his accomplices were arrested by the EFCC and charged 86 counts ranging from bribery and fraudulently seeking advance fees at the Abuja High Court. They all pleaded not guilty to the charges. However, the judge, Lawal Gumi, alleged that there was an attempt to bribe court staff. Years later, the case was thrown out by Gumi, who stated that the crime wasn’t committed in Abuja as the offence was committed in Lagos, miles away from his jurisdiction. Nwude and his cohorts were arrested outside the courthouse and taken to Lagos. This case was one of the major cases of the EFCC after it was constituted. The then chairman of the agency, Nuju Ribadu, alleged that Nwude tried to bribe him with $75,000 cash. This further made the case complicated for Nwude as charges of attempted bribery and the attempted kidnapping of a prosecution witness added to his existing case. One of Nwude’s cohort, Amaka Anajemba, admitted to the crime and was sent to two and a half years in prison and ordered to repay $25.5 million. Later, Emmanuel and one of his accomplices, Nzeribe Okoli, pleaded guilty to the offence after testimony from Sakaguchi. He was then collectively sentenced to 29 years in prison, with Nwude receiving five concurrent sentences of five years, totalling 25 and Okoli receiving four. This was accompanied by the confiscation of all of Nwude’s assets. It was returned to the victim. Nwude was released in 2006. AFTERMATH In 2006, Nwude filed a lawsuit to recover his assets after he was released from prison. Stating that some of the assets were acquired before he committed the offence. He was, however, able to recover $52 Million of it In a court hearing of the case in 2021, Nwude reportedly stated that he didn’t know about the $242 million airport scam. He said he was convinced by his legal team, led by Dr Chris Uche (SAN) when he was in prison, to make a plea bargain agreement with the EFCC. In his words, Nwude said, “I told him that I’m not responsible for the 242 million dollars. That I’m not responsible for this money, I don’t know anything about it. “The EFCC should check all the remittances that came through my accounts, though I have my friend, late Christian Anajemba’s (husband of Amaka, his co-defendant) various bank accounts. “As money came to my accounts, I gave it to one of my Indian friends, Mr Naresh Asnani, who has contact with a Swiss bank, who in turn does the exchange for me. “When the money comes in, he (Asnani) took his commission and I’ll take my commission and I give the large sum to Christian Anajemba, ” . |
Money will get you power... DaveHarry: |
Op, the truth is that she knows you're the only one that can take her bullsh*t. That's the reason for asking for forgiveness. Aren't you scared of STDs or knowing the fact that you could father a bit*h-made child? It's best you walk away. You're being manipulated emotionally. I wish you luck. Nonywendy: |
You know all those stories you read online and you say, ‘eiyahh, stories that touch.” Hmm, my sister, that is my story, o! This man, yes, I will refer to him as this man. When I met him years back, I was already working and driving a small car, you know those Picantos that flooded Lagos in those days? Yes, I was one of those who owned one. I was lucky to have landed a good job but aside from that, na sharp Ibo babe I be na, I know how to do market well. I started a shuttle bus business on the side; for a church. I got my younger brother to run it for me. After about two years, we got another one; at this time, my husband and I had begun to court, he was doing business in Dubai then. Then Dubai was a very hot destination for Nigerians and I honestly thought his business was doing good. What was he doing? Buying and selling na? What else? All kinds of stuff; computer parts, female wears…stuff, sha! Ok, when the matter got to the point of Marriage, he went to know my people in the village. They met with his, you know the rest how these things are, we had our Igba kwu and church. A few years later the kids began to come, we have five children! Along the line, his business just began to crumble and this happens when you are fraudulent; you cannot sustain good business on fraud, you just can’t! To be honest, I began to suspect he wasn’t doing genuine business shortly after we got married. He was dodgy about certain things, certain monies coming in, you know, I would ask him for certain papers and he was quite dodgy about them. I decided to mind my own business, after all he had been doing his thing before we met, so which one be my own? I also knew I had to separate my business from him. I continued to use my maiden name in all my transactions on my own business. Then he ran into customs wahala in Dubai, his goods were seized and that marked the end of things for him. Naturally as his wife, I encouraged him to be positive, I told him he had to get the right papers, organize his business in such a way that he would not raise red flags every time he passes through customs. At that time, my job and businesses were thriving, I had five buses in my fleet, I had two schools and the church as clients; also, I had already bought a land from doing cooperative in my office. Now, that land was bought with the mind that at least, I would be able to give my sons something to inherit. Land is a surer investment; transport business is good but buses always run down, break down, need fixing with you spending money…you get? So, I first got a piece of land which I bought in my maiden name. That one became wahala for oga at home. He hala me tire, we had long quarrels. He wanted me to put his name on the papers for the land, me kwa, I refused, instead I put the name of my first son; we have three boys and two girls. I then purchased a second land, again I used my second son’s name….I was just doing business as per say, e dey my blood and this job may not last. I wanted something to retire to as well; I am not the type of woman who waits for a man to provide everything for her and in a way, yes, I wanted to support my husband’s hustle, if he was unable to provide for us, would I fold my arms but no bi say make I kuku carry the load of provision for my head. But even before the wahala of his business, I was paying school fees, rent, fueling our gen, paying house helps, lesson teacher, driver…Nne, I was Mrs Man in the house o! Things got bad and my husband just became a degenerate! You know, he would faff around and go to the club in the evening and come back at past 3am! Biko which kind wahala be dis? So, I decided to help out, na, isn’t that what a good wife should do? I swear, I regret it to date! What did I do? I asked my brother, who I run the businesses with, I mean the one who manages the fleet of buses and over sees the new business we began, to allow my husband to join him, so at least he would have a sense of responsibility, instead of him parading night clubs like a male prostitute! Abi? As he goes to clubs, no bi my money e dey go spend there? Husband joined my brother and after a few weeks, na so so complain e dey complain; my brother did this, my brother did that, wahala every day… ol Gehl, I had to ask my brother to leave! Because the quarrels were everyday and for my peace of mind, I just begged my brother, biko move to the other things we are doing; I asked him to focus fully on the nylon business we had just begun because all I heard every day was my husband complaining and my brother calling to tell me to tell my husband to back off! Hummn. My sister like I told you, I still had my job and I had five children to raise, so my mind was most times not on the bus business or nylon business. Then under my husband, who claimed he was helping me save cost that my brother was squandering, the buses would develop fault more often than before; yes, during my brother’s time, the buses too had problems, so it wasn’t a new thing for me. The difference was that the cost of maintenance skyrocketed! My husband fired the old drivers and hired new ones then he would bring mechanics and his new drivers to me and they would complain about this and that and ask me to bring huge sums of money. At first, I would just sign the cheques for payment of these parts but after like six months, I began to document the things being repaired. It was just on a hunch; I discovered I was being fleeced by the drivers and mechanics…they were fixing the same things they claimed had been fixed earlier. Na every six months dem dey repair fuel pump? Gear box? Shocks? I vexed, one day, I accused one of them of being a thief and cursed him and told him because of this thing he did to me God would punish him. Do you know what the man told me? He said, ‘Madam, na your husband dey do am, na hin tell us to increase price then he will pocket it!’ Nne, I shock but to be sincere, I no too shock because my brother had said the same thing months back. The driver dropped the bus key and stopped working for us. So, I had to call my brother, I told him and he told me some of the drivers had called him to tell him the same thing but that he didn’t want to ruin my marriage so he kept quiet after the first time he told me. Chineke! I said which marriage? Marriage that I had been the one managing since the day we got married. I paid the rents, paid the hospital bills for delivery of all five children, paid the maids, the drivers, bought the land and…and yet he squanders what he gets on ashis at clubs! Abi you think I don’t know that he meets with ashis? Or is he meeting his aunties at the club? Biko shift o! I told my brother, enough is enough! So, I am telling you the same, I no do again… to your tent o Israel! Nigeria Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories https://www.vanguardngr.com/2023/07/chai-my-husband-has-been-doing-me-yahoo-yahoo/ |
You know all those stories you read online and you say, ‘eiyahh, stories that touch.” Hmm, my sister, that is my story, o! This man, yes, I will refer to him as this man. When I met him years back, I was already working and driving a small car, you know those Picantos that flooded Lagos in those days? Yes, I was one of those who owned one. I was lucky to have landed a good job but aside from that, na sharp Ibo babe I be na, I know how to do market well. I started a shuttle bus business on the side; for a church. I got my younger brother to run it for me. After about two years, we got another one; at this time, my husband and I had begun to court, he was doing business in Dubai then. Then Dubai was a very hot destination for Nigerians and I honestly thought his business was doing good. What was he doing? Buying and selling na? What else? All kinds of stuff; computer parts, female wears…stuff, sha! Ok, when the matter got to the point of Marriage, he went to know my people in the village. They met with his, you know the rest how these things are, we had our Igba kwu and church. A few years later the kids began to come, we have five children! Along the line, his business just began to crumble and this happens when you are fraudulent; you cannot sustain good business on fraud, you just can’t! To be honest, I began to suspect he wasn’t doing genuine business shortly after we got married. He was dodgy about certain things, certain monies coming in, you know, I would ask him for certain papers and he was quite dodgy about them. I decided to mind my own business, after all he had been doing his thing before we met, so which one be my own? I also knew I had to separate my business from him. I continued to use my maiden name in all my transactions on my own business. Then he ran into customs wahala in Dubai, his goods were seized and that marked the end of things for him. Naturally as his wife, I encouraged him to be positive, I told him he had to get the right papers, organize his business in such a way that he would not raise red flags every time he passes through customs. At that time, my job and businesses were thriving, I had five buses in my fleet, I had two schools and the church as clients; also, I had already bought a land from doing cooperative in my office. Now, that land was bought with the mind that at least, I would be able to give my sons something to inherit. Land is a surer investment; transport business is good but buses always run down, break down, need fixing with you spending money…you get? So, I first got a piece of land which I bought in my maiden name. That one became wahala for oga at home. He hala me tire, we had long quarrels. He wanted me to put his name on the papers for the land, me kwa, I refused, instead I put the name of my first son; we have three boys and two girls. I then purchased a second land, again I used my second son’s name….I was just doing business as per say, e dey my blood and this job may not last. I wanted something to retire to as well; I am not the type of woman who waits for a man to provide everything for her and in a way, yes, I wanted to support my husband’s hustle, if he was unable to provide for us, would I fold my arms but no bi say make I kuku carry the load of provision for my head. But even before the wahala of his business, I was paying school fees, rent, fueling our gen, paying house helps, lesson teacher, driver…Nne, I was Mrs Man in the house o! Things got bad and my husband just became a degenerate! You know, he would faff around and go to the club in the evening and come back at past 3am! Biko which kind wahala be dis? So, I decided to help out, na, isn’t that what a good wife should do? I swear, I regret it to date! What did I do? I asked my brother, who I run the businesses with, I mean the one who manages the fleet of buses and over sees the new business we began, to allow my husband to join him, so at least he would have a sense of responsibility, instead of him parading night clubs like a male prostitute! Abi? As he goes to clubs, no bi my money e dey go spend there? Husband joined my brother and after a few weeks, na so so complain e dey complain; my brother did this, my brother did that, wahala every day… ol Gehl, I had to ask my brother to leave! Because the quarrels were everyday and for my peace of mind, I just begged my brother, biko move to the other things we are doing; I asked him to focus fully on the nylon business we had just begun because all I heard every day was my husband complaining and my brother calling to tell me to tell my husband to back off! Hummn. My sister like I told you, I still had my job and I had five children to raise, so my mind was most times not on the bus business or nylon business. Then under my husband, who claimed he was helping me save cost that my brother was squandering, the buses would develop fault more often than before; yes, during my brother’s time, the buses too had problems, so it wasn’t a new thing for me. The difference was that the cost of maintenance skyrocketed! My husband fired the old drivers and hired new ones then he would bring mechanics and his new drivers to me and they would complain about this and that and ask me to bring huge sums of money. At first, I would just sign the cheques for payment of these parts but after like six months, I began to document the things being repaired. It was just on a hunch; I discovered I was being fleeced by the drivers and mechanics…they were fixing the same things they claimed had been fixed earlier. Na every six months dem dey repair fuel pump? Gear box? Shocks? I vexed, one day, I accused one of them of being a thief and cursed him and told him because of this thing he did to me God would punish him. Do you know what the man told me? He said, ‘Madam, na your husband dey do am, na hin tell us to increase price then he will pocket it!’ Nne, I shock but to be sincere, I no too shock because my brother had said the same thing months back. The driver dropped the bus key and stopped working for us. So, I had to call my brother, I told him and he told me some of the drivers had called him to tell him the same thing but that he didn’t want to ruin my marriage so he kept quiet after the first time he told me. Chineke! I said which marriage? Marriage that I had been the one managing since the day we got married. I paid the rents, paid the hospital bills for delivery of all five children, paid the maids, the drivers, bought the land and…and yet he squanders what he gets on ashis at clubs! Abi you think I don’t know that he meets with ashis? Or is he meeting his aunties at the club? Biko shift o! I told my brother, enough is enough! So, I am telling you the same, I no do again… to your tent o Israel! Nigeria Series written and edited by Peju Akande and based on true stories https://www.vanguardngr.com/2023/07/chai-my-husband-has-been-doing-me-yahoo-yahoo/ |
“Within the past two weeks, we recovered 18 firearms including two AK 47 rifles, one locally fabricated and one very unique gun. It is a form of weapon that has never been found in the armoury of criminals in this country, it was also recovered. Naija na wa! " |
lalalista:Wow! First time I'm seeing my birthday mate. |
Army officers have appeared on national television in Gabon on Wednesday to announce they have taken over power in the Central African country, BBC reports. They said they were annulling the results of Saturday’s election, in which President Ali Bongo was declared the winner. The soldiers who introduced themselves as members of the CTRI (The Committee of Transition and Restoration of Institutions) said, “We have decided to defend peace by putting an end to the regime in power.” The electoral commission said Bongo’s main challenger, Albert Ondo Ossa, had come in second place with 30.77%. Bongo’s team have rejected Ondo Ossa’s allegations of electoral irregularities. His overthrow would end his family’s 53-year hold on power in Gabon. READ MORE: https://punchng.com/breaking-gabonese-army-officers-oust-bongo-say-they-are-taking-power/ |
Looking at the inscription on the guy wearing white sleevless shirt "WELLDONE"... Naija na wa! |
Sokoto? |
SSBBW Oxb90: |
Money dey Naija! |
Naija na wa. |
First, you brought your case to the wrong place. Away from that, she might not be physically attracted to you or let me put it this way, she's not sexually attracted to you. A dose of you should make a woman who truly loves you addicted. Guy, 5 years is a long time. Like someone said earlier, you might not be her dream man. I think you should observe what interests her first, then suspend sex-related discussion for now and work on your friendship with her. She might come around willingly someday. addmole: |
Let's stop drumming tribalism. The same man we're talking about was a councillor in a ward in the state. He's lived over twenty years in Ondo state... for the record, I'm not an igbo man. |
Some OGs here in the States use ink (tattoo) to cover healed bullet wounds or to signify they belong to a particular gang. I've seen this in Compton and a few parts of LA. Some women also use it to cover stretch marks and others for body beautification. It's actually an urban culture here that I don't really like as a man. |
[quote author=FreeStuffsNG =125296728]Nigerian artistes making Ghanaian counterparts look like feeding bottle musicians – Shatta Wale https://dailypost.ng/2023/08/21/nigerian-artistes-making-ghanaian-counterparts-look-like-feeding-bottle-musicians-shatta-wale/[/quote]Finally, he agreed! |
The arrested staff members were on the verge of turning the prestigious university into a degree mill. FreeStuffsNG: |
So pe o ti lo... She's fallen out of love with you or she's been distracted by someone else. Talking from experience though I might be wrong. Away from that, have you ever asked her why she doesn't check up on you before this new development? Matix222: |
Taylor90:Only a few of their ideologies are similar while they're lot of differences in other parts of their ideologies and objectives. |
ahnie:Real talk! |
Let's hear his/her confession. You should visit the hospital. |
That's not good enough. Why allow the boy to be a b*tch-made? He should have quit and move on. FalseProphet1: |
Racoon:We call him "Tunde Akins". He is my dad's friend and we used to record demos at his studio in Alagbaka GRA in Akure way back in High School. |
This design is similar to the 4RUNNER family. |
mamagee3:You've always been a beautiful woman right from time. Big, bold and beautiful. |
Love peddling at its peak! “My husband in Ibadan, who is now deceased, believed he was responsible for the pregnancy. Sharafa, who I spent more than two months with, believed the pregnancy was his, and Benson, who had initially denied the pregnancy, later accepted it because I insisted that he was the one that slept with me. |
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