Monday, 15 September 2014

Monday, September 15, 2014

Nigerian man dies after jumping off 3rd floor during drug raid in India

A 35 year old Nigerian man named Obyeka Anwanbukwa suspected to be involved in drugs peddling died on Saturday September 13th after jumping from the window of a third floor flat from a high rise (pictured above) during a drug raid in Akash Bhavan in th eBhaunagar area of Pimple Gurav in India

According to reports, a joint team of India's Narcotic Control Bureau, NCB, and some police officers, stormed the apartment where the deceased and his other Nigerian friends were staying around 8 on Saturday night and while being interrogated, Obyeka allegedly ran off and jumped from the 3rd floor of the building. He died of his injuries a few hours later. Continue...


"He tried to flee when asked about his involvement in drug peddling and jumped out of the window. He suffered injuries in the legs and other parts of the body and was immediately rushed to the Aundh District Hospital. After primary treatment, doctors declared him to be normal and the NCB team left for Mumbai with him. However, he complained of feeling unwell, following which he was brought back to the hospital, where he died during treatment around midnight," SPI Saifan Mujavar of the Sangvi Police station said. 
His Nigerian friends are demanding for a thorough investigation into the cause of his death. A Nigerian, Bob Frany said "Police should submit his autopsy report to the Nigerian Embassy and also investigate the matter properly," 

Indian Police has however registered a case of accidental death under Section 174 (police to inquire and report on unnatural death) of the Criminal Procedure Code in India.

His body is presently at the Sassoon General Hospital and a post mortem is expected to be done on him today.
 

Friday, 12 September 2014

TAKE IT SERIOUS AND PERSONAL.

Dayo was at a wedding reception, he and his wife and several other people who know this newlyweded couple.
It had been a long day; everyone was still very excited and happy. It’s more or less a reunion. Many of them hadn’t seen themselves for as long as eight to ten years. Marriage, Family, career and life ambition generally has separated most of them and their occasional contact has been via phone calls and social media.
They were all laughing and cracking jokes, eating and just catching fun, five families, with the children, they were many and they drew a lot of attention.
It’s been a long while and they were all just catching up. Introducing the children to one another and them; becoming instant friends. They were feeding the children, looking out for them, at the same time dancing and singing and making a lot of noise. In the midst of this, they were talking career, business and generating all kinds of business ideas and opportunities, It was such a beautiful occasion; a beautiful reunion. They were all very glad and happy to see and reunite; interact and share stories again, all of them, everyone, except one of them; everyone except Juliet.
Juliet, a very beautiful and charismatic lady used to be a member of their seven man clique of friends back in the days during service year. They all came to serve in one of the northern states several years ago from different institutions and subsequently became very good friends. They were seven; four ladies three guys.
Back in those days they were hustlers as corp members, real hustlers. They didn’t have a lot of money but used to collaborate, fend for one another and support one another financially.
They were friends, really good friends and they did a lot of exciting, interesting and in fact crazy things together.
Juliet, of the four ladies was quite outstanding, she was so beautiful and attractive; very fair in complexion with dark long hair; deep brown eyes and a beautiful smile that always revealed a lovely set of white teeth. She was tall, much taller than the other ladies and had a good gait, she carried herself well and every outfit looked very good on her. Seeing her in NYSC uniform would make every corps member proud to be one. Juliet was simply delectable.
Juliet was also very confident, a bit too confident that somehow smacks of arrogance. she could go anywhere, visit anybody, express her views and didn’t really care what anyone felt. She was a bit saucy too I must add, she disrespected her friends, spoke rudely without caution and had this air of superiority simply because she was more attractive and spoke better English.
Juliet was daring, very adventurous and incidentally had many escapades with rich men who readily gave her money on request. Juliet always had money, thus she fed the other friends most times, They would always borrow from her and never pay her back.
They kept rolling like that; an exciting clique all through the NYSC days until finally it was over. Incidentally, of the seven friends, five ended up relocating to Lagos, one stayed back in the north and the last went to Asaba.
As time went on, one after the other the ladies in the clique began to settle down in marriage; the first, the second then the third, the three girls were all married except Juliet. After about three years the guys began to settle down too, eventually they all got married except Juliet, she was the only one left still hoping and believing for a husband and a home.
Dayo was worried for his friend Juliet; she is not the type to take issues like this lying low; she carried herself with an air of superiority and has a competitive nature. Dayo began to worry for her as he saw the desperation in her desire to be married. One after another, a guy would show up, then disappear, another would show, then disappear. Dayo being very concerned implored her to take things easy, and prayed for her that her own right husband would show up on time..
After about six months, Juliet just disappeared, no one knew her whereabouts. The friends were all worried to be out of touch but not worried anything was wrong with her; It is Juliet, she’ll be fine, she can very much take care of herself and all of them together. But they wanted to know where she was and how she was doing.
After about a year, Juliet called Dayo from Ilorin and told him she got married. Dayo was very crossed at her. She was at their own wedding and she supported them well, why would she decide to get married and not tell anyone, Dayo queried within him, He called the rest of the clique and gave them her number; they called her and they reconnected via social media once again.
When she had her first child she told them but said they shouldn’t bother coming for the naming ceremony as it was a low key thing, besides she had a Caesarean Session and the naming was at the hospital.
But on this day at this reunion, Dayo understood clearly Juliet’s behaviour and reason for keeping away. She came with her daughter and her husband alright, but they were all absolutely taken aback and she was embarrassed too about the kind of man she eventually married. Juliet is the second wife of an illiterate trader, selling provision in the open market at Ilorin. The man, almost twice her age couldn’t speak English at all and found it extremely difficult, interacting and relating with his wife’s friends. It was so embarrassing and awkward.
They were so shocked and disappointed. This two are obviously not compatible. His dressing was so off, his mannerism and interest so different. He belonged to a different world.
They however had to pretend, and cover up and struggle not to laugh whenever he tries to communicate in English.
This man is definitely not Juliet’s type. Why and how did she end up with him?
A week later Dayo was chatting with Juliet off a social media platform and she began to confide in him. According to her, she hates her life, and hates the marriage, her husband’s first wife; also an illiterate is giving her hell, she had two miscarriages after her first child, her husband is caring but too busy to pay her attention. She indeed admitted she agreed to marry this man because everyone else was married and she was the only one left and time was running out.
She admitted she had missed it and made the greatest mistake of her of life.
Dear friend, marriage in life is not just one of those things in my opinion; it is actually the next most important thing after life and death because it is created to also bring about life.
Marriage is not about status but about family; living together, growing together and raising wonderful offspring together, in love, joy, peace and mutual understanding. If you allow pressure drive you into it, you would miss the very essence of this beautiful union called marriage.
Think it through before you settle for that man or woman; what exactly is your motivation. Why him/her? Marriage is a personal thing; don’t decide based on the opinion of friends and relatives; take your marriage personal and serious.
Excessive escapades as young people may also come back to hound and hurt us. We must do that which is good, great and fantastic at the right time, right place and for the right reasons. Cheers.
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- THE CREATIVE MENTALITY

I believe many of us love to have. We want to be able to meet financial and material obligations as at when required. We hate to be in need; living a life of insufficiency and lack. Naturally as people with ego, we hate to beg and depend on others to support and assist us frequently. We all cherish a situation where we are giving and helping others out. We hate to be a victim of poverty and lack. I hate poverty and I'm sure you do too.
Many keep confessing and endlessly state the fact that they hate poverty and can't afford to be poor. In fact some have referred to poverty as a disease! I've been thinking lately and I've been a bit curious so I asked this question, what exactly is poverty? What is poverty?
Wikipedia online dictionary defines poverty as the state of being inferior in quality or insufficient in amount leading to privation, neediness, destitution and indigence. I must confess I was a bit taken aback by this definition because I was looking for a definition connected to lack of cash; I was looking for a definition that would say something about money! Incidentally, nothing like it.
Then it struck me, poverty is not a matter of cash, it's a state of mind. Poverty has nothing to do with your pocket or bank balance, its more about your quality as a person and having enough stuff, sufficient stuff to offer.
Take a look around and you may see why people are poor. Talk to some people and you'll understand why many are poor. I believe it's more about a thinking or mindset gap; it's more about the quality of their persons and not the economic state of the nation.
You see poverty and riches are both states of being. A rich man is not just a man with a loaded bank account, but a man with the ability to create wealth anytime and in any economy. Having a lot of cash doesn't make you rich because cash can finish and not having money at a moment doesn't make you poor if you have the capacity to create wealth.
That's why you see a lot of poor people with billions in their accounts still stealing public and private funds. And you see a rich man creating jobs and employment opportunities for many people purely out of his quality of mind and creativity without billions in his bank account!
Poverty is not just a matter of cash, it's a matter of the mind.
Going back to our definition, poverty we defined as a state of inferior quality or insufficient in amount.
The big question is, how rich are you mentally? Are you a thinker? Are you creative? Can you think up practical, realistic and workable solutions to various problems confronting our world today? Do you even understand the problems of the world or you just react and talk about the effect and consequence; finger pointing and placing blames on everything and everybody; is that what your mind is capable of doing. Or you belong to those with superior mind-sets that analyse problems and think solution?
Is your mind capable of solving problems and proffering solutions better than many minds around you? Who consults you for counselling or advice? Who comes to you for problem solving? Who seeks you for ways out? What stuff is your mind made up of?
Wealth creation is not manufacturing currency with your mind, it's the ability to think up and activate solutions to career challenges, business issues, social problems and general life issues then get paid for it. The more superior the quality of your thinking, creativity and invention, the higher the cash reward you'll attract! Wealth creation is the ability to think up better and more efficient ways of doing things; improving the quality and ease of living – from engineering, to social order to legal issues, to medical problems, ecological issues to communication, IT to education, management capacities to invention. It is about the quality of a man's mind! Poverty is never about your bank account it's always about your mind account.
If you can't solve problems you can't be rewarded, if you can't create value, you can't create wealth.
I want to be exceptionally creative, I want to solve problems and I want to add value to my world, you too can join me and with you and me, we can make our world better.
IT BEGINS WITH US.
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Friday, September 12, 2014

Pics: Scores dead, others trapped as Synagogue Church building collapses

Many people are reported to have died with several others injured after a 5-storey building located inside the headquarters of the Synagogue Church of All Nations in Ikotun, Lagos collapsed around 2pm this afternoon.
Many worshipers who lived inside the church building were among those who died while some are believed to still be trapped under the rubble of the collapsed building.
Four ambulance buses have arrived the scene to take the injured to the hospital while the dead ones are being evacuated to the mortuary. 
 There are reports that as many as 50 people died this afternoon when the building collapsed. The building is also said to be is reserved for foreigners visiting the church for spiritual help.



 
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Rescue efforts are still ongoing. Policemen from the Ikotun area have barricaded the entire church
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