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Friday 19 November 2010

I Thought She Was The One by Aigbe Igunma

I could have sworn she was the one. She was pretty, intelligent, spiritual, interesting and she laughed at my jokes.

All of the above was good enough but because of my spiritual background and associations I also needed spiritual signs in case my very spiritual friends asked me "Did God tell you she's your wife?"

I prayed and looked for signs and I got plenty: dreams showing me things about her that she hadn't told me but which she confirmed to be correct, seeing her very Nigerian name written in the middle of a book I bought at a used book store and many more such signs.

My spiritual friends were more than convinced that these were more than mere spiritual coincidences. To them, these were sure signs in the sky that I'd found the One.

One of my mentors was not so convinced. He felt that all my cosmic coincidences were not enough. He said he saw very fundamental differences in goals and outlook to life and so didn't think it could work. Well, i just couldn't discard all these sweet signs in the stars so I continued in love's quest. Eventually though, those fundamental differences that my very wise mentor saw came to the fore and the house I had built on signs came tumbling down.

In 1999, knowing that Nigerians are a religious bunch, the sellers of the Obasanjo presidency told us about the obvious signs showing why Obj was God's anointed. They said his release from prison made him a modern day Joseph. They said he was now born again and that God wanted to use him to repair Nigeria exactly 20 years after he handed over power in 1979. So they made Nigerians vote for Brother Obasanjo. And ofcourse we all know how that ended.

Today, we are being sold the spiritual significance of how Goodluck Jonathan has emerged as Nigeria's president. Surely, they say, this must be the Lord's anointed. A man who became Governor and President through such extraordinary means must be God's man.

But alas, the signs will not be enough. Signs must not trump sense. They must work hand-in-hand. What kind of governor was Goodluck Jonathan? What kind of man is he? Does he have a record of performance or seeking solutions?

I am not yet for or against Jonathan. I am still watching, researching and praying. But when it's time to vote, let's not make the mistake I made in my story or the mistake we made with Obj. The signs may be good but they are not enough. Let's find out more about the man. Let's use both signs and sense.
by Aigbe Igunma

Thursday 11 November 2010

Dear Allah Elected One

Every day, I get at least two fraud mails. I read them not because I am interested, but because sometimes I wonder what it is some people read in such mails and fall victims. I read this today and I cannot help but imagine the person who will fall for this mail. For crying out loud, this idiot is using the name of God to dupe another person...and someone somewhere will read this and believe it is Allah's doing  and then fall mugu.

This girl has been pretty lazy to put up a proper post and besides I have been down with malaria.November is looking pretty good for me and I pray it continues that way.


Dear Allah elected one.


I am glad to know you, but Allah knows you better and he knows why he has directed me to you at this point in time so do not be afraid. I saw your e-mail contact at tunishian ministries of commerce and foreign trade departments . I am writing this mail to you with heavy sorrow in my heart, My Name is Elham Farah.

I want to tell you this because I dont have any other option than to tell you as I was touched to open up to you, I am married to Mr. Toyo Farah who worked with Tunisia embassy in Burkina Faso for nine years before he died in the year 2005.We were married for eleven years without a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only five days.

Since his death I decided not to remarry, When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of US$ 8.2 m (Eight million two hundred thousand dollars)in a bank in Ouagadougou the capital city of Burkina Faso in west Africa Presently this money is still in bank. He made this money available for exportation of Gold from Burkina Faso mining. Recently, My Doctor told me that I would not last for the period of seven months due to cancer problem. Whoever that wants to serve Allah must serve him in spirit and Truth because Allah is the Most High, Please always be prayerful all through your life.

The one that disturbs me most is my cancer sickness. Having known my condition I decided to hand you over this money to take care of the less-privileged people, you will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct herein. I want you to take 30 Percent of the total money for your personal use While 70% of the money will go to charity" people in the street and helping the orphanage.

I don't have any child that will inherit this money and my husband relatives are not good not even good at all because they are the one that responsible for the death of my late husband in other to have all my late husband properties and I don't want my husband's efforts to be used by those that conspired for his death. I grew up as an Orphan and I don't have anybody as my family member, just to endeavour that the name of Allah is maintained... Am doing this so that Allah will forgive my sins and accept my soul because this sickness has suffered me so much.

As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of the bank in Burkina Faso and I will send authority letter that will prove you the present beneficiary of the money in the bank that is if you assure me that you will act accordingly as I Stated herein. Hopiing to receive your reply.

Mrs Elham Farah
swritten from Hospital.
Reply to this e-mail (mrs_farah.elham@sify.com)

Wednesday 3 November 2010

2ND OF NOVEMBER

2nd of November
Five Years ago
Was on a Wednesday.
On the 2nd of November, 2005

The Muslim faithfuls like I were preparing for the Id El-fitri prayers
The month of Ramadhan came to an end the day before.
It is a day of joy and prayers.
I looked forward to it.

On my way home from school,
Mum called, She had to go to the hospital
An aunt was ill and it was serious.

She had battle breast cancer
It was a long  journey, she overcame cancer.

Some months back she fell on from the stairs
She was rushing to call some people preaching outside her house.
They thought it was just a sprain,
an operation on the leg at the Igbobi Orthopaedic crushed that thought.
I went to visit, while she was there.
That was the last time I saw here.

A loving and dutiful wife, she was
A beautiful mother, she was
and most of all a wonderful aunt.

She was a role model
She never minced her words
She never treated her children differently
I always looked forward to visit to her house during the holidays.

The doctors said the leg was not healing properly.
It had been in POP, so nobody knew
The leg was decaying.
They were thinking of an amputation.

On the 2nd of November 2005
Death snatched her away from us.
Death took away her smile, her wise words.
Depriving her the joy of motherhood.

She was not there to hand over Toyin to her husband
She never got to meet Toyosi's husband
and She will not be there to see 'Labisi  from graduate medical school.

I miss her,
any time I see any of her children
I miss her.
but I know I can never miss her more than her children.

Yes she is gone,
Yesterday, 2nd of November
Made it five years, departed this world

Allah knows better for taking her away from us.
All we can now do is ask forgiveness for her sin
And pray,
Allah grants her Al-Jannah Firdaus

♥ Lara