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Still going strong, Actress Uche Iwuji and husband, Juwon Lawal
Actress Uche Iwuji has responded to reports that claim she’s split with her husband, Juwon Lawal after one year of marriage.
In a series of Tweets today, the pretty actress sounded of about rumours surrounding her relationship with the oil and gas entrepreneur.
For ur information my hubby has seen the picture before ever meeting wit me so if u dont have anything to talk about pls wish people well!
— Uche iwuji (@oochey26) December 2, 2013
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Just as i thought, who believe this little boy of then will now become the most famous ____ in Nigeria. *wink* Guess who is in the picture.
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For failure to return to classrooms, the Senate of the Federal University of Technology Owerri (FUTO) has sacked all academic staff on its payroll with immediate effect. The sack order was made known by the Public Relations Officers (PRO) of the institution, Mr Chike Ezenwa, while speaking with the Nigerian Tribune in Owerri, through telephone.
According to him, the senate of the university had declared all the positions of academic staff in the institution, adding that they would be advertised starting from Monday, December 2.
The senate council, he explained, had already compiled the list of vacant positions in the school, adding that who were willing to resume would be adequately protected. Continue...
Meanwhile, the FUTO branch of ASUU has said any attempt to break their ranks would be strongly resisted by their members.
This was contained in a communiqué issued at the end o their meeting held on Monday, and signed by both the chairman and secretary, Dr Ikenna Nwachukwu and Dr F.M. Eke respectively.
The communiqué urged members to ignore the resumption notice by FUTO management, adding that the branch would not engage in any academic activities until the Federal Government commited itself to implementing the ASUU-FGN agreement.
Tribune
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Man, Aravindan Balakrishnan(Pictured above) also known as "Comrade Bala" was arrested along with his wife Chanda last week on suspicion of slavery and immigration offences.
Aravindan Balakrishnan was arrested along with his wife last week on suspicion of keeping three woman as slaves.
Police revealed they freed three women, a 67-year-old Malaysian, an Irishwoman, 57, and a 30-year-old British woman from a property in Brixton, south London.
Balakrishnan, 73, tried to convince recruits he was a Messiah-like figure and got them to hand over all their wages to “the cause”, said Mr Heslop, 59.
The sect leader called himself “Comrade Bala” and told disciples: “I am Christ, follow me,” during meetings at the group’s then base in Brixton, south London.
Followers were cut off from their families, while member Sian Davies was convinced to hand over her home and £10,000 before her death in 1997.
It came as one of the “slaves” was revealed as the daughter of a famous Second World War codebreaker.
One of the victims is said to be daughter of a famous code breaker who worked at Bletchley Park.
Josephine Herivel’s father is believed to have been Brit hero John Herivel, one of the top boffins at Bletchley Park who cracked the German Enigma code.
Police raided the left-wing cult’s current HQ in Lambeth, south London, last week after Josephine, 57, raised the alarm.
She is among three women suspected of being held prisoner for more than three decades by Aravindan and wife Chanda, 67.
The trio were being formally interviewed by detectives yesterday after the go-ahead from trauma experts.
Another of his alleged victim Josephine Herival is said to be daughter of John Herivel - a second world war hero
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Now get ready for a really shocking and long but true life story, about how this lady was married to a ghost for several years. Read below......
My name is Belinda but everyone calls me Linda, at the moment, I am living an agonizing and shattered life. I have gone everywhere in search of help. And this has remained unachievable. I have therefore decided to put my fate and those of my children in the hands of God having discovered that the man I have been married to for five years, Felix, is a ghost. How was he able to win my heart and marry me without any suspicion? This is my story.
It was one Friday evening sometime in February 2003. My colleague and best friend, Grace and I were on our way home after the close of work from Victoria Island in Lagos. When we got to Obalende, we stood at the bus stop for more than an hour as there was no bus in sight. In fact, the crowd at the bus stop was frightening because it rained heavily that day, coupled with the usual Lagos heavy traffic. “Grace, what are we going to do? It is almost 9:30 p.m. and our way home is still very far,” I said.
“Linda, we just have to wait. If we are lucky, we may even get a lift from someone away from here at least,” Grace said. A few minutes later, she suggested that we move away from the crowd so that we could flag down cars, and who knows someone may actually stop and give us a lift.
From nowhere, a black Pathfinder jeep pulled to a stop. The driver wound down the passenger’s side and said, “Hello ladies, which way are you heading?” Grace answered, “Definitely not your way, I am sure. Anyway, which way are you going, sir?” “I am going towards Maryland. Is that your way,” the young man asked.
“At least it is closer home because we are actually going to Ikeja,” I answered. He asked us to come in and this we happily did even though we both don’t like entering lifts because of the different scary stories we have heard.
Grace sat in front while I went behind; quietly praying in my heart that God should grant us journey mercies, believing that the young man was a good person. A few minutes later, he then introduced himself as Felix, an architect working on the Lagos Island. Grace and I also introduced ourselves. There was silence in the car after the introduction until we got to Maryland. When we were about to alight, he gave each of us his complimentary card and pleaded that we get in touch. He asked for our phone numbers, and Grace reluctantly wrote them in a piece of paper with our names.
The next day, my phone rang when I was busy in the office. Reluctantly I picked it up and heard a bass, male voice. He introduced himself as Felix, the man who gave us a ride last night. “I remember, thank you so much for yesterday. We really appreciate,” I said.
He asked me if we could have lunch together sometime soon. I promised that I would think about it and get back to him.
When I told Grace, she said, “I know we just met Felix but he looked cool to me. Why not give him a try.” About five days later, I called him and said, “Alright Felix we can go for that lunch but it has to be on a Saturday or Sunday.”
He told me Saturday would be fine and that he could pick me up at home if I didn’t mind. But I told him to give me the address of where we would be having lunch and the time as I would gladly meet him there. I should send him my home address so that he could pick me up at 2:00 p.m.
I took my time to dress up to look good so I wore a fitted top and a pair of jean trousers. Hmmm … I looked simple but beautiful and attractive. Immediately I got to the venue, Felix was sitting at the reception already waiting for me because I got there about 15 minutes late and had to apologise. We had this sumptuous lunch at this hotel somewhere in GRA after which we talked about each other. Felix told me his parents were late; he was the only child and son of his parents.
He added that he did not know members of his extended family because his parents believed in sticking to their nuclear family. However, he introduced Harry and Sam to me as his best friends who are also like brothers to him. We started dating. Three months later, he told me he wanted to get married in six months if I was ready. He parked out of his Anthony apartment and moved to Ikeja. When I told my family, they asked me about him and I told them all he told me.
My father wasn’t too comfortable with the story but since I told him Felix was my life, he allowed us to get married, especially when I told them I was already pregnant for him. We got married at the Ikeja Registry in 2004 but it was a low-key wedding. Felix was so caring and loving. He pampered me silly and stopped me from working. However, he ensured that all my needs were met. He got me a house-help and constantly reminded me about the doctor’s order that I needed to rest. When I gave birth to our son, Felix Jnr, in 2005, he bought me a Honda jeep.
He was so excited. There was the look of fulfilment written all over his face each time he looked at Jnr. He loved him so much. In 2007, I got pregnant with our second child and gave birth to our beautiful daughter, Alice. Felix was so happy. He showed me and the children so much love and care. We lived happily as a family.
However, in April 2009, I noticed that whenever Felix was asleep, he murmured the same sentence over and over again. He would mutter: “It is time to go home. I am fulfilled now.” The first time I heard it, I thought he was having a bad dream, so I woke him up.
When he was fully awake, I told him what he said and he told me he couldn’t remember anything and asked me to forget about those silly words. But when it persisted, I became worried and I told Grace, and as usual, she told me I worry too much and advised me not to disturb myself.
It was even worse because we did not attend any church so there was no pastor to talk to. After a while he stopped. “Mark, what do you mean by what you are saying?” He told me not to worry myself.
Six months after I had Alice, Felix opened a big boutique for me as my birthday gift, which he stocked to the brim. This made me really excited. I had to shuttle between the boutique and home to make sure my children were alright. One day while at the boutique with my staff, taking stock, two beautiful women walked in.
Immediately, I recognised one of them as Beatrice, my secondary school friend. “You are Beatrice right?” I asked. “Yes, I am. Hey, Linda, quite a long time. Do you own this place?” She asked. We hugged each other and decided to catch up on old times. I invited her over to the house and she accepted to visit on Saturday as she couldn’t wait to meet my husband and children.
Immediately I got home, Felix told me he would be travelling to Abuja on Saturday aboard the 10 a.m. flight on an official assignment; however he would be back on Tuesday.
“Sweetheart, I wanted you to meet a friend of mine who would be visiting us on Saturday. Anyway, no problem I am sure you will meet her another time,” I said. “Yes dear, this trip is an emergency. Please help me pack my travelling bag,” Felix pleaded. On Saturday morning, before leaving for the airport, Felix said, “Linda, I love you and the children very much.
You are the only family I have in life. Please take care of yourself and the children until I return from my trip.” He gave me a hug and a kiss. He also hugged the kids. He told me he would pick a cab to the airport, which sounded strange because I always dropped him off at the airport whenever he was travelling. “I will see you and the kids on Tuesday my love,” he said and waved goodbye.
Since Beatrice was coming, I hurriedly prepared chicken stew and rice. At exactly 1.15 p.m., she arrived. I was so delighted to see her. The children greeted her and she gave them all the beautiful gifts she had bought for them. However, I noticed that she kept staring at our wedding picture on the wall.
“Why do you keep staring at my wedding picture? Anyway, that is Felix my husband. He travelled to Abuja this morning.” Suddenly, the glass cup dropped from her hand. “What is the matter Beatrice?” I questioned. “Did you say he is your husband? What did you call his name again,” she asked. “Felix,” I replied. “But this is Raymond. We are from the same village and our houses are not far from each other,” she revealed shivering.
“Why are you shivering Beatrice?” I asked. “Raymond died about six years ago in a car accident. I attended his funeral. His parents live in the village,” she revealed. She asked me where he said he was from, and I told her what he told me. “My friend, you have been living with a ghost,” she said.
Freshgist
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