A Journey 8- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

Back in her flat Donna had a long warm shower.feeling refreshed she checked her phone she had left at home when she went down to the station.

Oh my God 34 missed calls,Pete must be furious.

She listened to her voice messages,most were from Pete and Mary,of course being a would be assistant.

She quickly got dressed put on some light make up brushed her hair and hurried out of the house.Opening the door she bumped into the two obnoxious cop that came the night before.

Now want do you guys want this time,a private strip show?

If u are offering i wouldn't mind said Osho.

Sgt Lanre Smith hit him in the ribs with his elbow.No miss Wright,the detective sent us to gather some more info.Besides his on his way down here.

Oh really. And he also asked us to get your boy friends photograph,drivers license or any other proof of identity.

But i told him already that he doesn't like taking pictures.

Yeah miss and i remember you saying he left his wallet and keys on the dress table in the bedroom Osho added.

Oh... did i?

Yes miss u did

Yes they are in the room come see for yourself.

Turning her back letting them in leading the way up stairs the two cop stared at her ass as it swung left to right.

Goddamm thought Osho

Its not there anymore she suddenly announced on reaching her bedroom

What do you mean its not there?

I mean its gone,it was there last night she proclaimed

Has anyone been here since last night? one of the cops asked

Nope.Did u happen to notice if they were there when you woke up this morning?

She pursed her lips while she thought if she actually did

I don't thinks so..look i didn't bother.didn't expect them to just walk off the table and besides i was too worried to have noticed them anyway.

Is there anyway you could have been wrong about his wallet being on the table miss?

Noo..they were there,honest.

alright,we would need to know what he does,his friends family you and other stuff like that.

i don' know his friend or family but i do know he work in some factory somewhere close to the interstate.

Thats not much to go by.But am wondering how you live with a guy you don't know his friends or family and you don't have a clue of what he does or where he works,it really leaves much to be desired.

So.What if i don't know them,has it occured to you fellas that i don't wanna know and i haven't said i didn't know what he does?beside you did see the boot prints,doesn't that say something?

Well it doesn't chipped Lanre.It just show that someone came up stairs and walked down.It doesn't mean something happened.

Just then the doorbell rang.

A Journey 7- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

The next morning Donna was at the police station bright and early.she still looked gorgeous even without makeup.wearing matching track suit and shoes,her hair pulled back exposing lovely neckline......

Look am sure nothing wrong has happened the officer she met at the counter was saying and you can't confirm that either.

The guys that came to my house last night said i could make a formal report in the morning. Yes miss you can in 24hours and it ain't 24hours yet.

i don't care i need for you guys to go look for my boyfriend,her voice was shaky and loud which made heads turn.

from behind his desk Sgt Osho and Smith looked to see who the lady was. Its the actress lady from last night Smith observed

yeah it is,damm i wish i could get some of that Femi Osho chipped in

i noticed you staring at her boobs last night

No i wasn't.was just you know,just........

yeah right.whatever shes got eyes that could stop a guys heart Smith added

you got that right........

Hey Owen called out Femi,send the lady over

she was already on the move before Owen could open his mouth

You guys said i could make a formal report today

24hrs miss,i remember saying 24hrs miss Wright.

if u guy won't do anything about the situation am gonna have to ask to see your superior.

whats the problem here?a voice said from behind her said making her start.

no problems inspector just routine said Lanre.

so WHY is the young lady's voice heard all over the station?

um.....she was just making an entry

Donna turned,looking into the face of Detective Adam Greene.6ft 3,brown eyes,broad shoulders,exercised regularly and as fit as a bull.

her gaze lingered a little longer than necessary.....

Hello miss am Detective Adam Greene,would you so kid to come with me..

guiding her into his simple office....please have a seat

thank you she said.

Would anything.....tea....coffee a soda we've got great doughnuts?he said smiling.

um....coffee would be nice.no cream or milk 2 sugars

Okie dokie,picking up the phone he asked for 2 cups of coffee.

So miss what seems to be the problem?he asked her.

she then went on giving him an account of what happened the night before

Greene took notes only interrupting when necessary.

after about 35minutes of questioning he was satisfied.

Then he the asked for a complete description of Henry.

Which she gave adequately

Alright miss Wright am gonna send some people down your house to gather some evidence. Don't worry we shall find him he added with a friendly smile.

Thank you.

As Donna got up to leave............excuse me miss Wright,i hope you wont mind giving us a picture?

she turned,looked him straight in the eye....i...i.... don't have a picture.

But i thought you said he was your boyfriend?

Yes

I thought you guys lived together?

yes.

so how come u ain't got a picture?

because he doesn't like taking photos.

JESSIE J 'NOBODYS PERFECT' ACOUSTIC (BEN MARTINEZ ON GUITAR)

I don't think I breathed for the entire video

The T-Mobile Royal Wedding

This is just way tooo funny!

A Journey 6- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

we've got 2,Henry and myself tot it best 2 share.

Lanre walked into d occupied room taken in the details.he also noticed the boot marks leading in & out of the room.but funny tin was there was no other boot marks in the room.not noticing anytin unusual he walked out the room.he also peeked into d said empty room,it was actually empty.

Look ma'am i tink he just stepped out briefly.

i don't tink so,cos his wallet and keys are in the dress table in the room.

dat don't mean he has gone missing one of the sgts said.to her they both looked kinda alike.

but the door was looked from inside she stated.

well,he could have gone out thru d back door,sgt Lanre injected.

its locked from inside the one who checked out the living area.

look miss nobody can b confirmed or reported missing before 24hrs.so if he doesn't show in 24hrs then u can call us.until then i suggest u get urself a warm cup of mikl and a goodnight's sleep.

But.....we were 2gether inbed.

look miss Wright i understand how u feel,totally.

u don't understand how i feel,don't tell me u understand,i hate wen pple say they understand.

okay ma'am,u have a nice nite.

are u just gonna leave without putting anyone at my door,sumone 2 protect me just in case they comeback 4 me.

who's gonna comeback 4 you?on of d sergeants asked.

the pple who took Henry.

u said u were in the bathroom.

yes

miss Wright can u confirm dat someone took ur boyfriend while u were in the bathroom?

no

did u hear or see anybody come in2 ur apartment?

no

do u have any reason 2 blieve dat someone might want 2 kidnap ur boyfriend?

no.

so we have 2 wait 24hr,if he's a no show call d police station or better still come 2 d station and mek a formal report.but till then there is absolutely nothing we can do.unless there is something u r not telling us.

are u saying i had sumtin 2 do wit dis?

am not saying u had anytin 2 do wit anytin,bcuz we ain't sure if anytin has bin done.so am gonna have 2 suggest u go to bed miss...Wright.saying her name wit a sigh.

okay.i'll try

good.goodnight miss.

as they walked out the door the one dat went upstairs turned.

one more thing miss.can i have ur autograph?

Donna looked at him wit a mock smile and slammed the door.

A Journey 5- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

Startled her,just a cop peeking thru d patio window.

Hello.... miss Wright this is the police.

heaving a sigh of relief Donna walk close to the but she noticed that the boot prints started and ended at the foot of the stairs.

she unlocked the door.

Am sergeant Lanre Smith and this is my partner Femi Osho.we got a call from u saying ur boyfriend is missing?

yes,i went 2 bathroom,came out and he was gone.

am sure he just stepped out 4 a drink said Sgt Smith u know how we guys are wit a smirk.NO,was d firm reply.

can we come in? asked Femi.oh,sorry please do.

look as those,both cops stared at each other

those were not there wen we came in earlier and they start and end there at the foot of the stairs.

have u looked around the apartment? the one called Femi asked.No i've not,was too freaked out to leave my room she replied.

okay Lanre u wait here wit the lovely miss Wright while i check out the apartment.

Sgt Femi wandered into d lavishly furnished living room,he put on the lights and was greeted by a nice collection of contemporary furniture and wide assortment of paintings.he walked to the side door checking for any sign of forced entry but everytin looked okay.But something struck him,no foto of any male in d living room.only fotos of miss Wright wit different ladies and not a single one wit any guy,boy be it old or young.strange he tot.

Look miss am sure he just stepped out briefly and u r overreacting.

am not we were in bed and he just... No sign of forced entry anywhere Femi said as he walked towards them.ok i'll go check up stairs said Lanre.he took d stairs 2 at a time,how many rooms have u got up here? he asked from the top of the stairs...

A Journey 4- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

Just as Donna tot someone was coming close 2 where she crouched on d kitchen floor she opened her eyes.Oh God wat a dream,more of a nightmare really.She was sweating her breath come in short but steady bursts.Beside her lay Henry,his chest going up and down as he breath steadily.the room was relatively dark although rays of light beamed through outside.Donna stayed motionless 4 a brief moment gathering her tots wondering why she had such a eye watering & heart stopping dream.

Crawling out of bed quietly,wearing her limited edition Victoria secret underwear she walk in2 d en-suite bathroom.sitting on d toilet bowl holding her head in her hands she relaxed letting d coolness of the marble floor soothe her.Remembering how Henry had come to pick her up after her shoot at d studio,driven to Mario's Italian restaurant and ordered a fantastic three course meal with a bottle of wine.they had enjoyed the dinner with healthy conversation filled wit laughter,came home,had wonderful sex and fallen asleep.she loved his company as much as she loved making to him.But why the dream?she asked herself.

Getting up from the toilet bowl,she walked to the wash bowl.splashed some warm water on her face,dried wit a towel and walked back into the room.

As she walked into the room Henry was not in bed.

Honey....Donna called out.Baby where are you?he can't b in the d bathroom i just came outta there.c'mon babe where are you?.taking a step forward she noticed boot prints leading in and out of the room.grabbing her dressing gown Donna walked out into the hallway.looking on the floor following the boot prints.the light in the hallway were on they are usually off.Henry...she called out again still no reply.

The boot marks led downstairs.

Its not funny,stop playing around.now feeling apprehensive she walked back into the bedroom,went for the closet and rummaged for the 9mm colt semi-automatic Henry kept in the house.Am gonna dial 911.am gonna count to 3 she said out loud then am gonna call the cops.

1.....2.....3..... am calling the cops.reach for her mobile phone on the dresser,hands shaking.gun in her right hand she started to dial.

Yeah hello....my name is Donna Wright,i think someone is inside my house and my boyfriend has gone missing.....

yes....no...i don't know..........in my bedroom......yes........please hurry up......how can i b calm,i just told you someone is inside my house and my boyfriend just disappeared......

by this time she was whispering.

yes......no......no.....yes.....please hurry.......

she gave her address.okay i'll stay on the line till they show up.

please hurry.

beep beep beep and her phone went off.damm i should have charged the bloody thing.

clutching the colt semi automatic she sat motionless on the bed

the next 2 minutes looking seemed eternity.

Then she heard the door bell which startled her.not sure she didn't move.again the bell.slowly getting up from the the bed,slowly making her way down the stairs she could just make out lights of blue and red.

As she made it to the bottom of the stairs,sudden movement just.......

The GH version of Oleku by Akua

This is not tooo beeehhhhd!!!! She has made her own version of Oleku in Twi! Yeah she sort of goes of the whole topic of the tune but her vocals are not that bad at all!!

Have I missed something??

Japan has just been rocked by another earthquake at a 7:1 magintude. These people who have not even recovered from the last earthquake which occurred just a month ago are now being given round TWO!! With who? or what? Mother Nature!?? AH Nauuuu!! She no fih chill?! 13000 people lost their lives in the previous earthquake and a further 14000 people are still missing.

France and its French people have officially gone kolomental!! A law has just come into power that makes it an OFFENCE for a woman to cover her face in public!! Any woman caught disobeying this law will be arrested and fined £133!! Then the people who are supposedly forcing the women to cover their faces will also be fined a great deal more OR face a two year prison sentence!!!!! Is that not around the same time given to fraudsters, rapists and thieves? No!??!
France is home to at least 5million Muslims who have now been stripped of what to them is a religious duty! Is it not a humans' God given right to where what you please, when you please, as you please and not to be restricted to your private car!!!!

Imagine this next bit!!! The President called for a debate on whether there is a place for Islam in France! I get this mad feeling that this could turn into a Hilter and Holocaust kinda fiasco. We all know how sensitive Muslims can be! You mess with their faith and they start calling it a Jihad, and then my friends..... France will literally be F***ed!!! Muslim people from every part of the planet will start flocking to France to fight! They may not be granted plan tickets and visas' but KAII these people will surely swim to France!!

Libya just might have finally found peace as their nut-case of a leader has finally accepted a peace plan proposed by the AU (African Union). Did I or did I not say that only the African man can solve the big African rat in his back garden? Ok maybe, I didn't say it on here but I definitely said it to someone!! Basically,  the UK and USA didn't need to go and add their own two pence to the matter. Instead of them to dey look their own, they wan fight!! They are closing our libraries, and other public facilities, robbing children of their finances, independence and education to go and shoot gun at a man that is CLEARLY MAD!!!  David Cameroon, Satan punish your fada and all his forefathers, Oko buruku, Ore buruku, Bobo buruku,!!!! "Shege Wanka"!! (I hope I spelt it right).

He will be sitting there chatting crap about "big picture" and "World peace" and spending our taxes to fund his small willy issues! Fatherless baboon! What about our own National peace of mind! Education, mental and social enrichment for our children and next generation? Shey na di guns that will lead this country, or have the education to heal the sick.

Instead on Sky News, the leading headlines is whether, red tape should be used on the wedding day of Prince William!! The PM is talking about the street party he will have on the day

So I am asking again!!!!! Have I missed something here??!!

Food for Fort:17

Elegance is not the prerogative of those who have just escaped adolescence, but for those who have already taken possession of their future.

My 100th Blog!!! (102nd really but who cares!)

OMG!!
I have finally reached the 100th mark!!! Only seven months ago I was encouraged to start up a blog! Probably to shut me up and stop me from deafening everyone with my regular rants about one thing or the other. 
I didn't think I would keep up with it either, now every lil thing I see, the first thing I want to do is blog it! And I find myself blogging more than once a day! I don't even know what nonsense I have to discuss sef! Life don change by force!
Whether I am talking sense or nonsense oo, I shall continue until it officially gets boring.


Love, peace and Hungry Watermelon seeds

A Journey 3- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

hm.. wat a day Donna muttered,d retake had bin grueling and Pete had bin thorough as usual but d drive back 2 her flat had bin relaxing and uneventful.As she took of her overcoat she cud smell fish,grilled and highly welcomed to her immediate feeling of hunger.Quietly she walked down in2 d her flat.Donna was quite a looker,brunette,5"11,round & firm looking breasts and a shape dat wud make Cleopatra jealous.

Honey am home....Donna called out,wondering if d man she loved was doing one of his special dishes.Henry....Henry....she called out again,by dis time she was already in d not 2 lavishly furnished living room,although dimly lit she cud still find her way around a apartment.Baby am home Donna called out again but still no reply,she knew he liked 2 play game but she was in no mood 4 game 2nite.Now walking pass d lovely Italian leather sofa,meandering her way 2 d kitchen which also housed d dinning table,on top was laid a lavishly cook meal of Asparagus and king Crabs,Salmon laid wit carrots and Broccoli,finely cooked white Rice wit mint and a bottle of red wine.Fine spread out wit red candles,it like a scene from a fairy tale movie.She smiled because she knew Henry had been busy.Probably cme back early 2 prepare dinner b4 she returned 4rm her shoot.

As she took anoda step 4ward in2 d kitchen,bang bang,gunshots rang out 4rm inside d house,but where she was startled 4 a moment she froze not knowing wat 2 do.But instinct told her 2 dock,so she did.4 a brief moment,then she heard d shots again but dis time 3 shots.Oh God! Henry she whispered nothing more than a whisper,the fear and apprehension of the unknown clogged her throat.Was Henry alrite,was he safe she wondered as she folded her arm around herself sitting on d floor.

Suddenly she heard footsteps coming down d stairs,she closed her eyes wish 2 disappear as she always wished wen she was just a little girl and her uncle wud come 2 her room at night.A tear dropped 4rm her eye,willing herself 2 disappear,willing d unknown individual 2 walk away,but dis individual walked straight in2 d kitchen,probably bcos d stairs ended at d kitchen door.Donna crouched so hard she heard her backbone snap,so scared,so frightened,so unsure dat her gut feeling was 2 scream but she held her breath,praying willing d dis individual 2 walk away.

Suddenly she cud hear d faint sound of sirens,probably one of d neighbours heard d shots and had called d police,but.........

part 4 coming

A Journey 2- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

As she stopped,looking left down d hall way dat led 2 their bedroom memories flashed thru her mind,memories of intimate moments shared but as quick as d memories come dey faded away.She kept walking passing different paintings on d wall,although dark flashes of lightening made dem temporarily visible,great works of art monet,manet even a da vinci.Eerie,quiet and lonely d mansion felt even d marble floor felt cold.Then she stopped right in front of d door,d door dat led 2 d study where he sat.As she push d study door,it made a creaky sound.still she pushed her way in squinting in d dark.d wall was lined wit books from end 2 end,but right in d middle of d study was a wonderfully hand crafted oak table intricate carvings.but behind d table a figure was seated arm folded on d table head down,asleep dis individual was.But she walked quietly around d table stopping right behind dis individual.hands shaking she took anoda long swing of brandy.she welcomed d relaxing feeling it brought 2 her shivering body.quietly dropping d bottle on d table gradually lifted d knife in2 d air holding it as wanting to stab.holding it wit both hands taking in a deep breath she closed her eyes fighting d tears,but as soon as she opened her eye someone from behind her shouted CUT.immediately d room was filled wit light and human chatter,someone threw a blanket over her shoulder anoda gave a warm cup of coffee anoda laid slippers at her feet but she wasn't smiling,frowning actually.Dat was absolutely wonderful Pete exclaimed 4rm bhind her.she turned giving him a rueful glare,Peter Ash was walking towards her wit about 5 different pple talking 2 him at dsame time.at 6ft 5,well built not dat he exercised and going bald in a nice way he was a charming fella.Go away u pple i wanna talk 2 my star she didn't smile.wats wrong? he asked,i tot u wud b happy.but am not she shot back,i tot we were goona finish d scene.oh!last time i checked u were a star & i was d director unless u wanna switch roles i guess u leave dat 2 me.so we gonna start again.wat?she replied her voice cold & unfriendly u must b having a laugh,no am not he shot back.u didn't tink being d 1st black director 2 win an Oscar was easy and tins have got 2 b done right dats why we are doing d scene again.Argg.. was d only words she cud muster,bcos 4rm her xperience wit Pete she knew she meant it but she undastood.............


part 3 coming

A Journey- By Godzeal Nwanyanawu

Lightening flashes thru d window,wind blows leave a faint creak on d roof,its so dark but trudging along d empty house wit a hart full of unhappiness,fear & despair.A hart broken,shattered bcos of dreams not coming true,bcos of promises broken she wondered her way in2 d kitchen reaching for d cabinet where he left his private stash of brandy.Although not knowing she picked 45yr old brandy.if she had not bin filled wit rage she wud have noticed it was d brandy dey got on their trip to Monaco.Twisting d cap wit reckless abandon she took a long swing of d lovely brandy she knew bcos d taste hit rite in d gullet.

Wit a half empty bottle in one had & kitchen knife in anoda she stumbled out of d kitchen knocking ova d vase she bought at a auction in Tokyo.Tears now flowed down her cheeks.she didn't cry but grunted liked a crazed pig hungry looking for food no matter wat it was.Then she stopped......................

part 2 coming

I love this clip! Babatunde! more please!

The Phrase of the WEEK!!

"I would gladly love to stab into your womb"!!!


LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!!!!!!!!!! My ears have heard it all!!

Nigerians Too Dey Form!!

I have not written an ANGRY blog in a while, but seriously, this one has been coming a long time now. A majority of my heritage is Nigerian, so yeah I love my country, my culture and all. But suddenly, I find my self DETESTING my people. As in angry hate, disgust, revulsion. Reasons why? Because Nigerians are TOO DAMN RUDE!!! Ahh WHY?!!!?!

My reasons are too many, but for some reason whenever I met a fellow Nigerian, it usually ends up being a bad experience and I cringe at the shame of sharing nationality with this person.

Most recent experince:
Venue: Club in Cardiff (Wales)
Celebrating Ghana's 54th Independence.

So me and my girls arrive early (free before 11pm... £10 thereafter! Ah for what??) So we choose a booth and put all our coats,scarves and bags there. The night is going quite smoothly and we are enjoying the vibe. Kai, come and see girls "getting down!" Omoge Toh Behhhd (Nigerian accent)

Low and behold, one kind hungry looking stick insect followed by a drag queen market clothing clad, now came, and sat down ON TOP of our stuff......underneath our MAC powered noses. I don't know, maybe we and our property had suddenly become invisibles! As me I could still see everyone else and my brand new cow girl bag being disformed by the Market clothing clad drag queen! I was not impressed!!! So my friend now bent down to ask her kindly to stand up as she was sitting on top of all our stuff.
And so the Hungry Stick Insect spoke, "Do you not know manners?"...................... ok so lets have a moments silence for this child that has lost her way! *pauses and rubs face frustratedly*.

All we can do..... is give thanks that I, GHENE, didn't hear that line. Otherwise not only would I have given that useless,foolish, idiotic, stupid, (did I already say foolish?) human like alien a good dressing down, I would have twisted her ear "Ol Skool Style"!

Ok, so lets talk about Nigeria's worst export (worse than 419)..... The Men!!! Kaaaaaaaiiiii! Dash me a Naija dude and at this present time, I will insult you, your forefathers and your bloody descendants!! If I begin to describe the sheer hatred I have for Nigerian dudes.... this blog will be politically banned. I will save this topic for a later blog entry. 

A Blackberry perfume has been launchedoooo!!! Loool!

Just saw this online! I had to repost it! Too much jokes!

My mind mode for April

In order to control and succeed your opponent, you have to know your opponent.

Would you change faith for your spouse?

So I was sitting on the train this evening back from London when I got talking to the Oyinbo woman sitting next to me. Let us call her Maevis for now, (it ain't her name doe). She seemed really lovely but I am sure everyone knows how to identify a depressed person who seems to just want to air out their troubles to you. I believe in stranger love so I entertained her enthusiasm to share her worries with me.

After a bit of gossiping and giggling ( you would have thought me and she were home girls!), she revealed to me that she was having a spot of bother in the love sector of her life. It turns out that the guy she had been dating for three years, wanted to marry her but wouldn't and couldn't do so unless she turned Muslim! I literally took one look at her sad and depressed anatomy and told her to promptly drop his number, let me tell him about himself!!!!!! Is he a JOKEIST!??! A BLUDDY COMEDIAN??!!?

For the past three years they had been in love, living together as "man and wife", if you get my drift and even had a child, but when it came to the vows, that is when my guy decides to remember "Allah" and feel the need for a Muslim wife!
Having been brought up in a strict Christian home, she couldn't imagine herself converting to Islam. It totally went against all that she knew and learnt. In the end, she separated from her boyfriend.

All I can say is that, I respect her and her choice. Why you may ask? Because she understood that her God comes before any demand of a simple man. You can't just get up and decide to change faith, not without facts and proper convincing that this faith is the true one to follow. "Show me the truth, facts, make me believe with words of wisdom and mate...... I will gladly wear that hijab again!" 


I am not saying she was right to not convert, I just do not agree that it should be to done to keep the love of a man or anyone for that matter. If someone is ready to love you, for real, they should be ready to accept and respect everything that comes with you.

Religion or faith is not like a bad habit or attitude a person possesses but a walk of life. One of the biggest attributes that define an individual. To strip or rid a person, whom you are meant to love off such a vital aspect in their life is to render the self delusion of love completely void, selfish and irrelevant.

Being a Christian woman, if ever I became interested in a Muslim brother, I would first of search within myself to consider if I could accept his faith in any and every possible outcome of our courtship. Whether it is just for fun or whether it could actually head somewhere in the future.
Without a doubt, I will make him aware that, if he is getting involved, he needs to understand that what he sees is what he is getting. "If he no like am or him think sey he go fih change am, abeg mek him commot from my front with immediate alacrity!"


No doubt, this will require  true love, tolerance and respect to work out

In terms of living and raising kids, I have seen many happy marriages between those of Christian and Islamic faith. They have endeavoured to teach the children both faiths and bring them up correctly. On Sunday, the children follow their mother to church, on Friday, it is the mosque with Dad. Either ways, the children are brought up to understand that God or Allah is Number one in all things, especially when it comes to the matter of the heart.

God Bless Nigeria in this time of elections

This CANNOT be how Ghana goes on!!!!!

I just watched this shocking video on Facebook and was seriously saddened and disturbed at what I witnessed. The story is that a young girl had been stripped, beaten up and molested by a group of Ghanaian students at the Legon campus, University of Ghana.  It is said that this silly girl  was caught stealing a laptop. Obviously people will be very angry at her bravery and galls but they stripped her butt naked in order to shame her. To make things even more twisted they then opened her legs wide and if you watch the video you will see that some of the guys who probably ain't seen a woman naked like that before were inserting their fingers into her ladylove!!!!! After they had finished molesting the poor girl, and they had their fun, they then handed her over to the law for further punishment.

So I am in two minds about this whole fiasco. My mother always said, "If you want people to respect you, respect yourself." In other words, if you don't want to give people a reason to disrespect you, don't put your self in the position that will cause you to respect yourself. And I am very sorry!!! But stealing.......is a very disrespectful thing to do to yourself and your victim. 

 "No one drives a child to grow big teeth, as long as the child grows the lips to cover them", Yes another wise saying from the mother. If she was going to become Ghana's hottest arm robber, she no fih get sense, carry leg well, make them no catch her??!!! Mugu!! STUPID GIRL!! Shay she want attention?!!

On the other hand, the students which did this to her are absolute perverted BRUTES!!!! Who would have thought this kind of stuff happened in Ghana!! Their actions are in no way justified and I pray that it should not go unpunished!! It is one thing to slap her small, make she get sense!! But they took it to another level by mass sexually molesting her. They might as well have gang raped her.
For University students, do they not have mothers, sisters? Will they not have daughters one day? Did they each walk away, smiling and smelling their fingers? I bet you there was that one nasty one that licked his fingers too, or didn't wash his fingers before he went back to his banku and peanut butter soup! I can't imagine how she, her family and friends are feeling after this event. But Lord knows, I will not be coming out or the safety of my home unless I was moving countries. 

My other question is: If it had been a guy caught stealing, would they have done the same thing to him? Does this event shed light on the continuous abuse women face in different forms everyday? Do you think the Ghanian law will act on the perverseness of the girl's attackers? 


The saddest thing is that, this doesn't just happen in Ghana or just Africa This indeed is a world phenomenon and I am wondering when exactly is it going to stop?

Food Fort:16

A woman choses the man that choses her