I and my kid brother were kidnapped by the Police in Abuja around Wuse 2 couple hours ago, after eating at Kilimanjaro at Ruby Center. They swiftly doubled crossed our bolt ride, brought out guns and asked us to follow them into their car which wasn’t a police vehicle.
On getting in, they asked where we’re from, I stated that were Igbos from Imo state, they immediately said that we’re members of IPOB, they squeezed us into their car, they were 5 police men! They started harassing us, at this point, I had a severe panic attack.
I asked them to please give me water to take my meds(thankfully I was with it) they asked what I do for a living, I told them I’m a writer, and they stated that I’m a yahoo boy. They said we should get ready to get to the station, I told them that I wanted to call my lawyer
They were furious. They asked if I’m based in Abuja, I told them I came for the holiday, and they asked where I stay and how much I am paying, I told them I stay at a shortlet apartment and well, they ransacked my phone and saw the convo with my manager and saw how much I paid.
They asked how I could afford such amount of money. All these while, they’ve taken us to outskirts of Abuja. By the way, they handcuffed us and pushed us into the boot. I nearly choked because I am claustrophobic and I had to take double dose of my meds.
They wanted to tase us. They ransacked my brothers phone and called him a yahoo boy because of his crypto ish. They drove so far from Abuja, I mean, two hours! I was so scared because these guys had guns and threatened to kill us.
They began asking how many accounts we have and how much in there. They forced us to open our bank apps, and told me to bring 1.5m. I was already having severe panic attacks and needed to take my other meds at home. I told them I didn’t have that amount of money.
Long story short, they took our ATMs and withdrew 500,000 Naira out of 617000 that I had in my account. They withdrew my kid brothers 50K. I begged them that it was my upkeep money for my stay but they went physical on me, slapped me and asked me to use the 117K for myself.
By the way, they stopped at a junction, and one took off his police uniform and went to withdraw the money using a POS! They also wanted to transfer our crypto. Man, I can’t even talk. I’m traumatized. After everything, they drove us back to town(Utako where I stay…)
They looked for a dark place, unlocked the handcuffs and gave us our phones and cards. They took my new AirPods and valuables. Phew. This wasn’t the plan at all. I felt so invaded and highly abused.
500K out of 617K in my account. Just like that? I was squeezed in the boot; I nearly passed out. They threatened to kill. They said they work for the IG of police. When the dropped us off, all I saw BWR 127Q0 as plate number. Not sure of the last two letters though.
They were actual policemen, they had their walkie-talkie and I could hear security comms, but I think it was planned because they paid my Bolt driver off and told him to go and kidnapped my kid bro and I. I have never experienced anything close to this. I’m literally shaking.
I have no words, I need time to understand this. My hard earned money. I was abused on all fronts.
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Have you noticed that the western guys hardly impose LGBTQIA on Muslims? Have you noticed this whole idea of “inclusion and diversity” (the morally depraved type) is mostly imposed on Christians. They hardly try it with Muslims. Why? Because we Christians are spineless. We often do not stand by our beliefs in hard times.
Christians are too diplomatic and my qualm with diplomacy in many cases is, in negotiating the truth, we end up chipping unnegotiable bits away and losing the whole truth. It’s like giving the devil a yard, he will take a mile.
Christians are too open-minded and accepting of obvious anti-biblical beliefs. To an average Muslim, homosexuality is against Allah’s will. To an average Christian, it’s a sin, but “yeah, don’t judge”. “What if the Bible is too old for our time” “It’s their lives”
When I say marry a kind man, I don’t even mean a man who’s generous with money. That’s great but I mean a man who is kind, whose conscience is alive. A man who won’t expect you to come back from a long day of work and stress to cook for him when he’s been home all day. That’s kindness.
A man who won’t expect you to wake up very early in the morning, bath the kids, prepare breakfast, do home chores, still prepare for work, come back to prepare dinner, and still break the bed for his pleasure at night. That’s kindness.
A man who will say: “This is a lot on you…” You take some rest while I do it. A man who can touch pot, kettle, turn on the gas cooker and cook. A man who doesn’t think that touching pot will make his penis disappear. That’s kindness.
Avoid regular contact with your exes when you’re in a relationship. It doesn’t matter whether the relationship ended sourly or amicably, exes should be exes. I think that love never dies: if you really loved an ex, you never stop loving them, you only decide to not pursue a relationship with them.
Limit the access your exes have to you because you’re only but a deep history of the memories and feelings you shared with that person. Shun your assumed maturity because it takes just a second of weakness to sexually get involved with them, and regret it the next minute.
There is a thin line between romantic love and hate. Things go from a 100 to 0 real quick, but we often forget that it also ramps up from a 0 to 100 too. I have a strong sense of distrust for people who claim to be good friends with their exes because they ended things amicably.
People have askef me if the gwo gwo ngwo song is profane, and to answer that: it isn’t a vulgar song. It is a song about an Igbo folklore cautioning us to be careful of who we follow. I grew up listening to Mike Ejeagha, because my dad will play his tapes on Saturday while we did home chores.
My childhood is filled with memories of my dad’s best classics: Mike Ejeagha, Osadebe, Oliver D’Coque, Oriental Brothers, Bob Marley, Gregory Isaac, Lucky Dube, etc. These are clean, inspirational and value based songs that had lessons to be gleaned.
Because of Mike Ejeagha’s numerous melodic stories, the Igbos often say “I na ko akuko Mike Ejeagha”, which means that you’re telling many stories like Mike. I deem it fit to give this preface to post. I absolutely love those songs; they’re not ungodly, but aren’t religious.
Nothing tests your Christianity like marriage. You think you’re patient? Marry first. You think you love God? Marry first. You think you’re a good person? Marry first. You think you’re forgiving? Marry first. You think you love like Christ? Marry first.
It can be easy for outsiders to think of you as a loving, kind and Christ minded person, but only your spouse knows if indeed you are all people say you are. Often times, we find it easy to be patient and loving to outsiders than our partners.
It’s really not because we are evil people, but because feelings are deeply involved in marriages. The romantic affair in marriage makes it difficult to always stay kind and loving. Deep love creates deep disappointment, and at the extreme, much hate.
I’m worried when Christians endorse Donald Trump as a godly man to rule America. Frankly, I like Donald Trump because he’s sociopolitically conservative, but many Christians don’t recognize the difference between political conservatism and biblical godliness. Trump might be conservative, but he’s not godly.
Sociopolitical conservatism finely distinguishes itself from biblical conservatism, but what happens in most cases is that Christians unashamedly promote political conservatism as Christianity. While there might be similarities, political conservatism without godliness still suck
Social conservatism prides in traditional values, traditional gender identity—they often fight against LGBTQ, transgenderism, abortion and many degenerate values Christians abhor, but Christians tend to forget that even African traditionalists are socially conservative.